Volume 1, Chapter 59: My Lord, It Is Not Just This Servant Who Thinks You Look Handsome

Liu Wuyi leaned forward against the edge of the table, cupping her chin in her hands as she looked toward the doorway. The two golden flower decals at the corners of her lips gleamed brightly.

To avoid looking too abrupt, Chunhua had brushed a touch of gold powder onto her upper eyelids, giving her makeup a contemporary yet uniquely charming look.

Mo Qiongyao's tears stopped instantly. Slowly lowering Lord Mo's body, she gripped the Nine Heavens Sword, her cold gaze falling upon the terrified Mo Shaohua not far away.

She did not bother to ask further. As for her current relationship with Zhai An, truly, she herself had no idea how to define it.

Clearing away all traces of the fight in the room and scrubbing clean every spot stained with blood took the better part of an hour. Fortunately, no one came by during this time.

Our gazes, both familiar and estranged, crossed paths momentarily. "Why have you come?" she asked, her tone tinged with sarcasm and irony.

Her look for help fell upon Nangong Yao, hoping he would save her. Being an imperial prince, as long as he spoke up, her second sister would not dare to do anything to her.

"The General flatters Shu too much." Since this was merely the truth, Zhao Shu gave a slight cough and said, "Since this is the will of the army, how can I possibly surrender the military power?"

Broken walls and shattered pillars, blood covering the ground—in a mere single hour, the heavily fortified border stronghold of the Rakshasa Kingdom had been reduced to ruins. Aside from those who managed to flee, it had become a city of the dead.

Lixia reproached her for not sharing the treats with her classmates. Xiaoli replied, "Thank goodness I didn't let them eat it. If they got sick with diarrhea, I'd be the one stuck paying the medical bills."

A faint purple glow flickered on and off across Yun Yi's face. Indeed, that purple light was emanating from her left wrist—or more precisely, it radiated from a single character inscribed there.

The person who once held the strongest prejudice against her, and who was always the most volatile when incidents arose, had somehow, at an unknown point in time, come to place absolute trust in her.

"BOOM!" Just as the group reached the underside of the exit, a deafening explosion rang out, immediately followed by a massive surge of roaring flames. Whether it was Zhuo Yun or Caesar and the others, every single one of them was swallowed by the surging, violent sea of fire.

"So Brother Nie had everything prepared all along. In that case, I will dispatch men over immediately. If anything comes up, Brother Nie, please do not hesitate to come to me. Anything within my power, I will never refuse," Feng Xu said with a smile, secretly admiring Nie Tianhang's exceptional intellect.

At that very moment, the defensive barrier's light trembled once more. Then, with a soft *pop*, like a bursting bubble, it shattered and dissolved into nothingness, instantly revealing the scene within in full clarity.

"Are you referring to the calculus stone inside the belly of the Tier 8 Cloud Beast, the Heavenly Sacrifice Fish?" Xie Rulong asked, still unable to believe it as he repeated the words.

Behind the entire Chess Sect, a massive canyon cleaved open by the sword strike of the Dragon-Breaking Emperor separated the Chess Sect from the Dragon-Breaking Mountain Range. As for the secret realm of the Chess Sect, it was nestled within a low hill on this side of the canyon.

"It's nothing, just a trivial matter," Wang Junjie smiled, his smile impeccably standardized—neither too distant to feel estranged, nor too intimate.

To ensure this operation was completely foolproof—though his primary concern was the possibility of a consummated deity backing the Wuji Sect—Su Lin had also invited his friend Fang Deping, who was likewise a middle-stage consummated deity. In addition to one upper deity of his own, he borrowed seven upper deities from the Gemini Continent.

A soldier who does not wish to be a general is never a good soldier; and which cosmic space deity does not wish to become an immortal god?

"No one is allowed to treat you badly except for me." Hearing such a simple sentence, Sun Ru felt that every ounce of pain she had endured was willingly accepted and entirely worth it.

Yun Tianyang instantly felt a creeping sense of horror surge into his heart. In that brief instant, he felt as though he were once again being targeted by someone—as if twelve gazes were sweeping uniformly across his body at that very moment.