Chapter 59: The Scarlet Thread Secretly Binds to Reveal the Universe; Old Grievances Are Rehashed to Conceal Male and Female

"Sometimes I even want to ask what the stories in your dreams are all about." Guan Yin awoke from her dream to find Liu Jiao'an waiting by her side as usual, the latter resting her chin on her hand, speaking with the clear innocence of a young girl.

"It's just a friend..." Between dream and reality, Cheng Heng was indeed someone met in the real world. Guan Yin could no longer tell the difference between true and false herself; how could she possibly make Liu Jiao'an understand?

When things go against one's wishes outside of dreams, people naturally drift easily into slumber. Liu Jiao'an pursed her lips—

"Let's see who dares to enter!" Lin Jie let out a light hum, his expression entirely carefree, right as Sun Siming reached the doorway. Sun stopped awkwardly, let out a helpless, bitter laugh, and turned back toward the dining room.

She simply could not fathom what on earth Xu Chuan had done to make both Guild Master Guyun and the apothecary Guyue speak up on his behalf.

Xu Chuan took a deep breath, turned his head to glance at the hiding place of the Primordial Chaos Heavenly Venerate, a strange and unnameable brilliance flickering in the depths of his eyes.

Chi Hua did not move, but the figures in the woods lost their patience first. A silhouette darted out from the forest, a cyan long spear piercing straight toward the center of Chi Hua's brow with the sound of tearing wind.

As the top-tier assassin ranked fourth in the M17 Killer Group, the Dragon King, with his nearly distorted face, seemed entirely disconnected from the dashing, fair-faced killer of the past.

He gently pecked her half-butterfly-shaped birthmark and whispered softly, "Liuli, I love the red butterfly on your neck the most. It's so beautiful... as if it might fly right off your neck at any moment!" With that, he leaned his lips closer, preparing to get down to business.

"Hehe." The Purple Emperor let out a cunning chuckle as his right hand raised a blood-red Qi blade. To the Purple Phoenix's even greater astonishment, the Purple Emperor's left hand was simultaneously gripping a blood-red Qi sword of the same kind.

He discovered to his shock that not a single corpse remained on the battlefield; only the boundless blood staining the earth could never be washed away.

Just as expected, once the transfer order from the Dalian Labor Bureau reached the personnel and payroll department of the First Woolen Textile Mill, the mill's leaders showed no intention of obstructing it whatsoever and immediately processed the transfer out. Instead, many fellow workers gathered around, offering congratulations and farewells filled with envy and jealousy in both their gazes and words.

The Demonic Spirit held back a surge of fierce energy, roaring like a madman just as Shu Xiaofeng was about to touch that egg.

Yet Chen Ziling, whose cultivation had not yet reached the True Saint realm or the True Origin realm, was actually capable of going toe-to-toe and engaging in hard confrontations with an entity like Modo.

Shen Yun collected his thoughts, gathered his focus with his five centers facing the sky, closed his eyes, and silently recited the secret incantation of the "Blood Refining Saber Technique."

Yu Silan turned the matter over in her mind, concluding that this was the most likely possibility. She knew full well that she was merely a substitute, but thinking about it this way left a deeply uncomfortable feeling in her chest.

Shen Yun's expression abruptly shifted. He hastily raised his head and vigilantly scanned his surroundings. However, the dense crowd of people all around made it impossible to tell who had been secretly spying on him just a moment ago.

For a time, Shen Yun had no idea what had gotten into Li Ling'er today. She was entirely devoid of her usual willful demeanor, looking instead as though she had suffered some great grievance.

What frustrated him somewhat was that those two attributes, soul and agility, continued to grow at their traditionally sluggish pace.

A split second later, five identical shadow clones materialized beside Shu Xiaofeng.

When Jian Nanfeng had first seen him in a police uniform, it was a momentary flash of bedazzlement. Today, however, her gaze lingered on Jin Can for far longer—even burning with intensity.

The boatman nodded, not thinking much of it. Yet a guest official of the Clear Wind Sect, who was escorting the vessel from the side, suddenly materialized beside the robust man.

Once again, it was a bout of fake crying. Although false, it still looked remarkably convincing, and the act was put on quite well.

"What wretched bad luck!" Li Changian's eyes narrowed slightly as he immediately raised his hand and threw a punch, striking directly against the sole and instep of his opponent's foot.

Although Tang Yi did not care much for the grand competition, being deliberately targeted and played dirty still filled him with intense annoyance.

"With all due respect to the Duke of Nangun, even immortals can miscalculate, let alone a mere mortal like your subordinate!" Compared to Huan Xuan, Hou Liangsheng's tone was noticeably more indifferent.

By this time, Wei Jie no longer cared about Liu Laozhi's fate. Whether Liu Laozhi lived or died was outside his considerations; his only concern was why Xie Xuan had inexplicably vanished. Had he fled, or had someone else taken him away?

Without a word, Chu Yan lowered his head and hurried forward. Before long, he discovered that along the main street near the center of the city, quite a few people were actually setting up stalls to sell goods.

In his eyes, tears of humiliation, insult, disappointment, and bitter resentment streamed down in a continuous cascade.

"That may be true, but... but for some reason, my eyelids keep twitching. I have a lingering feeling that this special envoy from the West Prefecture will bring us immense trouble." Qiao Mu said, still harboring unease.

Though others were forbidden from discussing the contents of the meeting, the two of them showed no such reservations. As long as they avoided sensitive terminology, they even openly discussed future team management issues right in front of Emily during the celebration ceremony.

"Wei Jie harbors no provocative intentions whatsoever; I merely wished to illustrate such a possibility to you, sir!" Wei Jie shook his head and said.

A soft whisper brushed against his ear as a frost-white, delicate wrist filled his teacup with steaming-hot tea.

Ghost Immortal Ye Wuyou was covered from head to toe in poison. With a loud laugh, he retreated into his spiky tortoise shell and slammed directly into Huoyun Feng's single-handed strike.

If Wei Chen wished to break the deadlock, he had to shatter the connection between the Taotie and the fortune of the primordial heaven and earth in a single instant.

"Why ask in such detail?" I had no desire to answer. After all, that was Tang Zhihang's job, not mine as Tang Zhihan. Divulging too much about my past might cause suspicion.

The two exchanged glances, their eyes filled with a trace of shock and dread. Yet, reflecting that they had ultimately relied on Zhuang Zuoren's strength to lift the siege surrounding the Big Pig Intestine and Dragon Fairy, they also felt a deep sense of relief.

The mountain-climbing horse automatically halted its steps. Lu Chen slowly opened his eyes and silently appraised the mountain peak ahead.

"Please mind your tone; I could crush you with a single hand." Lightning Luna seemed exceptionally displeased by Wallace's reaction and spoke in a chilling voice.

The matter reported to Cao Peng by Zhao Qinglong was something the latter understood implicitly. Seeing Cao Peng's expression, Zhao Qinglong knew precisely what was running through his Big Brother's mind.

The ritual array began to glow with a blue light. The meteorite, which had become nearly invisible after its evolution, was lifted by the array's energy, suspended in front of Yang Bian, and gradually absorbed by him.