Volume 1, Chapter 35: Shuangyun Kneels and Begs the Noble Consort to Allow Her and Xiangzhu to Undergo a Physical Inspection

Stepping into a shop, a sales clerk greeted Li Zhicheng with great enthusiasm: "Handsome, what kind of jade are you looking to choose? Is it a gift, or for yourself? All the jade here is grade A; we guarantee it’s authentic."

Although they had claimed they were going out to negotiate, the unpleasant scene that had just occurred made immediate negotiations impossible. Xiao Chenghai still stepped forward; after all, the Academy was the largest organization of cultivators in the Holy City. He reached out to the Flying Phoenix Villa, the Li family, and other visiting sects like the Moon-Water Heaven.

Han Feng’s expression tightened. Since he had already decided to strike, there was no need for restraint. He kicked the lead man, and with a swift pull, snatched the steel pipe right out of his hand.

The crowd’s eyes narrowed at the commander’s words. The helmsmen—weren't they already under control?

Another characteristic was that nearly eighty percent of the cultivators who came here were demon cultivators! This meant that while many items were precious, they were unusable by human cultivators.

In the corner, Beatrice Maria watched quietly from the side. She had no one with her, only her guitar for company, and as she watched Lin Qihua and Jerome chatting and laughing, a trace of envy flickered in her eyes.

Watching Li An, whose forehead was beaded with sweat from his busy work, Jiang Wan could only walk silently to the side and lower the air conditioning temperature by another three or four degrees.

Ni Tingting’s eyes reddened, shimmering with tears. It wasn't that she feared death, but rather the sorrow of being unable to see Ning Qiu one last time before she passed.

The car at the intersection was flipped by an advanced zombie, and then, the fat, fleshy body of the bloated corpse squeezed its way into the tunnel.

From beginning to end, he never brought up the arranged marriage with Wang Yi again, because Li Huirou had once sought out her beloved in secret.

It felt as if they were waiting for something... The origins of this Grand High Priest and Concubine Ying were also very mysterious; no one knew their background, as if they had simply appeared out of thin air.

As Wang Yan’s voice fell, the seeds of the Nine Songs burrowed into their bodies and began to rapidly seize control.

Rebuilding a physical body is something unheard of, not just in the recent past, but throughout history; it is simply impossible.

Looking back, he saw the golden mobile phone fly back into Reno’s hand like a boomerang.

I naturally could not lose my composure at this moment, so I immediately pulled myself together and nodded at the two of them.

Fu Ju saw the person approaching—a man with a sallow complexion and a sturdy build, holding a pitch-black short blade, exuding monstrous killing intent and covered in blood, as if he had just crawled out of a pile of corpses.

Having first been wounded by Wang Yan and then suffering a backlash while calculating the origin of Feng Xi, the fury in Huang Shigong’s heart surged like an endless river. If not for his wariness of Wang Yan’s strength, he would have attacked long ago.

Li Yin shook his head and said no more. He had played the fool for half his life; now that his brother had been harmed, he had to step forward. The talk of disharmony, turning against each other, and being forced into Yizhou—it was all a performance put on by the two brothers. How could the descendants of the Li family be simpletons?

Wang Tie looked at Lei Yu with a sincere expression. Lei Yu hesitated for a moment before finally accepting the cigarette and lighter, while Wang Tie began to use the surrounding soil and fallen leaves to destroy any traces.

Yet, within the Taishu Sacred Land of Central Province, he was merely a Great Elder.

Two nurses kept busy in the room, tidying up surgical supplies. As another cold gust of wind blew through, it was as if nothing had happened at all, leaving only the ache in my body and the smell of blood permeating the room.

Ida Iryu did not give the Suna Ghost a chance to go back and retrieve its magic sword; experience told him that giving an enemy a chance was equivalent to suicide.

Seeing that this was Du Qianding’s spirit beast, Meng Tianxiang was no longer reserved and gently stroked the fur of the Bo beast, finding it warm and soft to the touch.

Perhaps it was because she had seen Han Ye by her side the moment she opened her eyes that morning; that feeling of not having lost him put her in an excellent mood. Zhang Lu hummed a song along the way, and I was curious—she was about to see her romantic rival, so where did she get such high spirits?

High-level cultivators who consider themselves destitute and are willing to take any money—these are the most difficult people to deal with. They have even abandoned their own pride.

That was one way; Xu Jiayi had a knack for socializing and easily obtained Wang Yan’s Momo ID from an old classmate.

As time passed, fewer and fewer contestants remained in the Winter Forest Mountains. A month later, fewer than twenty people were left on this battlefield. Even Hui Long, who had eliminated the most contestants, had only taken out twenty-six.

I could finally understand why Fu Shaochuan’s expression had softened after the urine test report revealed Chen Xiaoyu’s drug use. He seemed to have let go of his inner worries, and perhaps that was the reason why.

With a "clang," the gun hit the ground and skittered away. Song Yuanlong looked up at me.

Even at the point where he couldn't carry anything, lift a finger, or move his legs, Han Ye had started acting like a rogue again.

He even spent very little time alone with Zhao Jing now. He had to endure, suppressing his own impulses, waiting for the day he was strong enough to rewrite this ending and keep Zhao Jing by his side forever.

The husky seemed startled; it ran along and suddenly slammed on the brakes, causing Qin Xiao to bump into its rear and nearly fall over.

Golden eyes flowed with colorful lines of light outside the pupils, bright as if they were glowing in the night sky.

Because the moment they chose me, it also signaled that the fairy who was defying the heavens to change my fate was not far from having her soul scattered and spirit destroyed.