Volume One, Chapter 10: My Mom Is More Beautiful Than Her

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“Young master, what are you doing here…” Zhang Yong said as he walked over and lifted Chu Xiaoman into his arms. The first thing Chu Hanliang did upon returning home was to see Chu Xiaoman. Zhang Yong, eager to redeem himself, came immediately to find him. Seeing Zhang Yong, Chu Xiaoman’s little face puckered in displeasure… Zhang Yong was his father’s adjutant; his coming surely meant his father had summoned him. It must be because of yesterday’s escapade when he sneaked out of the residence. This was bad—he was going to be scolded. And since he hadn’t found his nanny, would he get punished even more? “Waaah…” Chu Xiaoman burst into tears, wailing, “Nanny, I want nanny!” If he had found the nanny, a scolding might be bearable, but not having found her—who would feel sorry for him? Through the door, the pitiful cries of Chu Xiaoman could be heard. Nearby villagers, who had long been observing the situation, now recounted the entire dramatic episode to newcomers. Years ago, he had ascended to the rank of ‘Three-Flower Revered One,’ which had secured him the head of the family’s position. Yet now it seemed that the Ninth Prince was still hiding much beneath the surface, deceiving the world. After a prolonged wait spanning ages, the calamity thunder dispersed, and Mo Wen finally ascended to the Eighth Heaven of the Quasi-Emperor realm. The spear was too long and unwieldy for close combat, forcing a retreat. The Ghost-Head Broadsword squad replaced the spear team, and the two forces clashed fiercely, fighting fiercely until the skies darkened. When you stand on the Oscar stage and win the Best Actor award for Chinese cinema, what would you feel if suddenly a huge chandelier fell and crushed your head? After passing through the first barrier, the two crossed another, then entered a place resembling a cavern.

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Before Mo Wen could calm the ripples stirred by her ethereal beauty, Master Feixuan spoke gently, “Brother Mo, why not retreat temporarily with Senior Sister Wanwan to the mountains and forests, to a life of comfort and ease?” Only then did Ye Qian realize she had been unintentionally tricked by Li Bai, her fair cheeks instantly flushing a delicate pink, making her look exceptionally charming. Since most muscle and skin tissue had been completely carbonized, minor external wounds and fighting marks without bone damage were impossible to determine. Suddenly, a sharp sword clang pierced the air as Xu Daoyun leapt in front of Huang Yanyao, swinging several streaks of white light that severed over ten flying arrows. Feng Liuhen saw Yu Jia draw a treasure weapon and hurl it toward him, so he could not afford to be careless. With a thought, he sent out a Demon-Subduing Brahma Seal. Jiang Xueyi and Feng Jue stared at Changsheng as if he were a monster, exchanging glances in disbelief—this guy was really only seven years old? “It’s a matter of insufficient skill. If we all possessed the prowess of that young sword cultivator just now, would we fear the Evil Tiger Mountain bandits?” The handsome youth, the eldest and most skilled among them, spoke with an air of superiority. It would be better to find companions of the same age for them, to calm them and prevent them from wandering off. Although the fierce howls of the Great Heavenly Dog echoed through the mountains, and the surrounding aura was chilling, it had no effect whatsoever on Kunlun Sword and Changsheng. Xu Daoyun and Iron Bull rode swiftly up the mountain, encountering many blocking demon soldiers along the way, but the two dispatched them effortlessly. They primarily used joint-locking techniques, footwork, body movements, and acupoint grabbing to seize the opponent’s arms, shoulders, knees, and head through techniques of hold, lock, and seal. The air intermittently carried the eerie voice of a grotesque spherical old man, a sound so chilling it sent shivers down one’s spine. In truth, he suspected Feng Yike had secret help; otherwise, with Feng Yike’s cultivation at the Revolving Period, he could never have done it. Not to mention high-grade flying swords, even low-grade ones could not be crushed. Jiang Lan took her boxed meal and found an empty seat. The plastic container and spoon, along with the bland synthetic food, could not conjure any special flavor. “Zhuan, go into the mansion and gather fifty strong men; no old, weak, sick, or disabled. If the madam asks, say it was my order.” Zhao Hao issued his first command to Zhao Zhuan without hesitation and turned away. “Chen, Chen Mu?” Chen Qishui asked incredulously, hardly believing his eyes. Though Chen Mu was handsome, he had never before possessed such a commanding imperial aura as now. To their surprise, the narrow passage remained the same, and directly opposite the elevator entrance was still a snow-white wall without a door.

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Those who do nothing are certainly detestable, but the worst are those who not only do nothing but also stab others in the back. The body seemed to transform into an infinitely enormous form; a single foot descended from the sky, growing ever larger until it resembled a towering mountain. His gaze was like that of someone beholding the most precious treasure—deep affection, profound tenderness—stirring in Qinghong’s heart, washing away all pain. This half-time break felt particularly brief; before either side had rested enough, the match resumed. Tang Tang heard noises below and, mistaking them for Bai Shaozi passing by, threw the water bag without looking, hitting the target squarely while making a victory sign. “For humble scholars like us of lowly birth, with great ambition but no chance to repay it, I have no choice but to remain county magistrate for life,” Qiu Jiankang said bitterly, shaking his head as he entered the county office. Chu Xia had just entered the courtyard when an angry shout came from behind, making him stop and turn around. Gu Enxun suddenly had an idea: to pretend to faint within Zhao Yucheng’s line of sight to distract him, allowing the two to be even. Among the assortment was a Dragon Turtle doll, which Luo Shuo recognized as a limited edition RE collectible, only given out at club events. After the child was sent away by Xu Bo, Bai Yuan also sought to enter monastic life, but the presiding monk said his worldly ties were not severed, so he could not truly become a monk. Thus, Bai Yuan was tonsured but never given a dharma name. Harry breathed a sigh of relief when the great black python retracted its jaws and released him; he had been too frightened to open his eyes moments before. “You must support the new emperor, teach him all state affairs, strengthen the Great Wei Empire, and never allow foreign tribes to invade. If you act hypocritically, undermine the new emperor, after your deaths I will report to Yama and condemn you to spend the rest of your lives in animal realms!” Ao Wen threatened; the ancients were swayed by such warnings. Xiao Yue was terrified and regretted seeking out Xu Ning, hoping to reprimand him to understand her status but instead received a lesson herself. Gu Enxun ate nervously, stealing glances at Zhao Yucheng across the table. Whenever their eyes met, she immediately lowered her head. In contrast, Gu Bai displayed his humor, making Mr. Shi laugh heartily.