Volume One, Chapter 30: Terms

Ever since Qiao Xin'er gave birth, her entire focus had been on her child; she no longer spared a thought for the affairs of the heart. Moreover, having been hurt once before, she found it difficult to heal psychologically.

Sure enough, before even entering the main hall, they could hear Liu Yun'er’s voice, though it carried a faint trace of grievance.

It is a long story, but in truth, from the moment Xiao Lin arrived until the group at the Jade Pavilion met their end, less than half a moment had passed. Yet, it was only then that Chu Feng and his party finally arrived.

Ye Qing said he would wait at the entrance, but Chu Xuanyin couldn't help but wonder if he was secretly protecting her from the shadows.

The primary reason the Star Sect was able to establish itself within the Great Xuan Dynasty was the presence of a Supreme Elder at the Deity Transformation Realm.

Seeing this, Qi Shaohuan took a step forward, and his attendants followed suit. They looked at Xiao Lin with eyes full of mockery, for everyone knew that the Xiao Lin before them surely wouldn't dare to strike.

"Do you really think this Marquis of Yongping's estate could ever be yours?" Chu Xuanyin’s voice was very soft.

"Why?" Su Liluo vaguely felt she had seen this name somewhere before, but she couldn't quite recall it.

Qin Yuan followed the cultivation method described in the secret manual, sitting cross-legged, forming hand seals, and slowly regulating his breathing.

"Duoduo" was dealing with such a scene for the first time. Having absolutely no experience, he found it even more nerve-wracking than when Duoduo had cried earlier.

Pang Jun watched as a sound suddenly reached his ears—it was the music of a zither. The gentleman had begun to play, and the melody was exquisite. A thought suddenly crossed Pang Jun’s mind, but he immediately shook his head fiercely; now was not the time to be appreciating such things.

As the car headlights illuminated the entrance, he realized Shen Menglian was standing there, with Li Junwei beside her, seeing him off.

If the patient were truly wheeled into the ward at that moment, it was doubtful there would be any doctor available to save them, which certainly boded no good.

Liu Junmao was stunned for a moment. The Yunhai Tea House was not only a Liu family business but also a place his father frequented.

Yue Meng’s words were enough to infuriate anyone to death. Gong Yizun’s chest heaved, and his fists were clenched tight.

In any case, since Kataoka had already been fired, it meant all the previous footage was wasted and everything needed to be reshot.

It seemed that from that time on, many capable people began to follow by his side.

Yue Ying hurriedly used her spiritual sense to check her body. In the end, she found no injuries and nothing out of the ordinary, yet the pain had been so distinct that she had nearly cried out.

Considering Ye Xuan’s mood, the family stayed at the Ye residence for an extra day, planning to take Ye Xuan back to the Wuji Gang the following day.

While ordinary martial artists were unaware of the forces behind Cui Hao and his group, powerhouses like the Tianyun Gang naturally knew everything.

Surely, Zhu Ling wouldn't be foolish enough to do that. If he dared to return, even if the generals and officers didn't actually kill him, they would never let him command with authority. When that time came, Zhu Ling would have to explain clearly why he couldn't even carry out his own brilliant schemes.

"Wan Mo, to use the lives of an entire human realm to achieve your breakthrough is truly heinous. I am no match for you now, but I believe it is still possible for me to seal you away." A linen-clad old man stared intensely at the black-robed elder not far away.

"I am certainly willing, but here in these desolate mountains and wild forests..." A different name seemed to stir in my mind, wanting to surface, but I couldn't recall it no matter how hard I tried.

"How did you know I came to let you go?" Looking at Li He’s relaxed expression, Xu Tian felt an inexplicable sense of annoyance. His face suddenly darkened, and his voice turned cold.

Unknowingly, the night had grown deep. After Lu Bian Xing Shuang left, I couldn't sleep for a long time. I thought about tomorrow’s competition, about Qing Rou, and as I pondered, I drifted off to sleep.

"Jia Yuan, I’m really not used to you being this thin. Let’s have a few drinks later. This is the contribution from the Xuanyuan family; the old master has gone to the backyard, and I need to head over there quickly to check on things." Xuanyuan Tengfei handed over a check and turned to walk toward the backyard of the No-Doctor Clinic.

There was a clanging sound outside the gate as a large shield blocked the breach. With several clangs, arrows struck the shield. Then, a cold glint pierced through the city gate; a sword sliced through the heavy door as if cutting through flowing water, opening a gap wide enough for a man and a horse to pass through.

There had been some who harbored designs on the No-Doctor Clinic, but after seeing Guo Huai’s final expression, they abandoned the thought deep in their hearts. With the clinic opening tomorrow, the powerful force of merit that manifested that night startled the Immortal in charge of the Heavenly Court’s Merit Ledger once again.

This statement indeed had a significant impact on Hong Jinbao. The reason he had been able to stand firm at Huaxia University for so many years and implement his educational policies was that a powerful figure behind the scenes consistently exerted influence to support him. That was why, even when the school’s top management reported him to the Ministry of Education, he remained unscathed.

Five thousand men were gone just like that, while the Han army suffered zero losses. Such a defeat was truly impossible to sustain more than once. It seemed they couldn't think of a good solution for the moment; the soldiers received no orders to attack again and simply waited in silence.

Wei Yan kicked a recruit in the backside, sending him into a corner, and stepped forward himself just as a massive stone projectile whistled past him.

The sound of the place was carried away, and sunlight spilled through the gaps in the clouds, covering the earth in a faint layer of gold. The water surface rose and fell, and the golden ripples spread outward in circles, only to collide with the returning waves and kick up delicate splashes.

Thinking it would continue to move like last time and turn to the next one, I never expected it to actually stop this time.

Saying this, Gu Yu reached up and peeled off the human-skin mask on his face. Beneath the mask was another face, not as young as the original. When wearing the mask, Gu Yu looked to be about twenty; now, with the mask removed, he appeared to be nearly forty.