Volume One, Chapter 27: The Shopkeeper Stunned

As Li Xian spoke, the shop assistant’s expression turned peculiar. He looked Li Xian up and down, as if wondering if something was wrong with the man’s mind. Otherwise, why would he barge in clutching a bunch of jars and pots? Did he think this was a pawn shop? However, seeing that Li Xian was remarkably handsome and accompanied by a page, the assistant assumed he must be a young master from some noble house and dared not drive him away. Thus, the assistant quickly said, "Young Master, if you have some great treasure, I am certainly qualified to appraise it!" Li Xian frowned. Realizing he had not made himself clear, he took out ten copper coins and, as he handed them to the assistant...

Chu Qi did not know how to answer him; hearing that voice, she lowered her head even further. Xue Zhiqing, also a member of the Eight Sects of the Imperial Path, would never believe that anyone from the Eight Sects would stoop to hatching a conspiracy.

The rain made the ground damp and cold, yet Qianqian rushed in without even an umbrella. It took her a long time to reach the window behind the house. The trees were dense here, and water dripped constantly, creating a gloomy and terrifying atmosphere. Soaked through, she felt a chill seep into her bones, causing her to shiver.

In her memories, it must have been during her high school days. But ever since starting university, let alone on weekends, even from Monday to Friday, the earliest she ever rose was after seven. In any case, there were no early morning study sessions like there had been in high school.

Lin Feng nodded and said, "Master, is it really wise for us to sharpen our spears at the last minute?" Lin Feng looked at Panshi Zi, fearing that when the time came to face the arena, he would be so focused on the techniques his master had just imparted that he would forget his own original moves, which would be disastrous.

This remark pierced through the Fifth Senior Brother’s designs on Su Yunian, making the situation between them even more awkward.

Zhou Xuan was startled awake by the sound of footsteps. His limbs were mostly numb from curling up on the sofa, aching with a soft, dull pain. He rubbed his stiff neck, a flash of annoyance in his eyes.

The moment of total union of body and soul with the one you love is a beauty incomparable to anything else. Luo Feng knew his words were hurtful, but he no longer knew how to control the impulse to hold Su Xia tightly and never let her leave for the rest of her life.

Receiving his aggrieved look, Leng Xianning curled her lips, slowly walked toward him, and reached out to remove his hairpins. His dark hair cascaded over his shoulders; it was truly long and as soft as silk. Leng Xianning combed through it absentmindedly.

I lay on the windowsill, gazing at the starry sky above with profound melancholy. Could Jiang Xiuting see this sea of stars at this moment? Was he breathing the air of the same sky as I was?

My eyelids blinked slowly and lightly, growing heavier and heavier. I vaguely saw a brilliant golden light radiating from Qinghuan, and a pair of ethereal golden wings manifesting behind her. Then, my eyelids grew leaden, my consciousness blurred, and I slowly closed my eyes.

Therefore, gritting his teeth, he decided to cooperate with the Evil Buddha and drew up this ambush plan.

The hall was quite silent, save for the echoes of Ze Sang’s cold laughter and the sobbing, struggling sounds of Cui Niang. These sounds drifted slowly into my ears. I lowered my gaze, bit my lower lip, and felt my brows furrow deeply. My fingers were clenched tight, my thoughts spiraling in a chaotic tangle.

Suddenly, the three of them felt their bodies tense, as if crushed by the weight of ten thousand mountains. Their bodies and their breath were frozen, utterly unable to move, for the Phoenix God’s attention was fixed solely upon them.

Zhai Feibai had crafted this tracker himself over many years, hoping that one day he would be able to place it on Chu Yue’s wrist.

However, the devastation visible below the city walls served as a constant reminder of how perilous the situation had just been.

Having been at odds with each other for years, if they were now to be suppressed by a coalition of the secular imperial court, their cultivation resources would become extremely scarce.

Zhai Feibai paused, not saying what it was. He closed the door, went to the balcony first, slid the glass door open, and let the Gu Diao, Xue’er, and the others inside.

"What is going on here? Who brought a bear inside? Get it out of here at once!" Xiao Mo roared. Although he had always treated those around him kindly, he needed to assert his authority; otherwise, those beneath him would perceive him as too soft, which was not a good sign.

Upon hearing that two more families from the Six Protectors had been annihilated, and that it was all the work of the young man before her, the old woman raised an eyebrow slightly. Cui Bin had not described the situation in particularly thrilling detail, merely mentioning it in passing.

Not long after returning to the capital, he had men scour the country for artisans skilled in the lost-wax casting method.

"My Lord, that mountain hollow is the hiding place of those bandits." This time, not only had the First Infantry Legion and the First Cavalry Legion of the Huang Kingdom been deployed, but Xiao Mo was truly enraged. He had not only mobilized two of the Huang Kingdom’s most powerful legions but had also come himself with his personal guards.

Although Wang Ming’s two immortal arts were profound, they were less formidable than the "Great Immortal Art of the Heavenly Capital Royal City" unleashed by the Celestial Immortal Talisman. Tai Huangtian and Tai Huntian scrambled to grab Wang Ming during the assault, but neither managed to catch him. Then, the two True Immortals and Void Immortals fled in panic from the Yang Energy Space’s Golden Immortal Hall.

Many things happened later. Xue Qing was still alive, and the moment he developed a sense of crisis, he truly fell in love.

Having come to an understanding, the Emperor’s expression softened considerably. He carried her back to the Dragon Saliva Palace, checked her pulse to ensure she was safe, and fed her.

Yin Linzi, however, waved his hand and led the man out of the room and out of the courtyard. Many people in the ancient city were indeed searching for Yin Linzi, who had vanished in this area.

Ye Chenmeng glanced at Lan Lichuan, then resignedly turned around and snapped a photo of the two girls.

If this explanation is not sufficiently detailed, one can think of the Coast Guard as the Republic’s armed police force; that is more intuitive.

I did not pick up on Wang Jianguo’s words, but instead gathered up all the talismans I had drawn. As for the ones scattered on the bed earlier, I could not be bothered to deal with them, so I simply left them as a favor—a reward for his promise to help me navigate the situation with the Zhou family.