Volume One, Chapter 31: The Mother and Daughter Make a Scene and Get Thoroughly Humiliated!

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Lotus crouched awkwardly in the side room, picking up the shattered cups from the floor, while Springstay merely looked on with disdain. Summerstay did not even spare Lotus a glance. She took another ruby-red teacup, poured in some well-chilled tea, and carried it to Chu Huaixian.

When Chen Dazhi woke again, it was already night. The ghastly white light shone into his eyes as two different fake police officers continued interrogating him. Chen Dazhi remained as uncooperative as ever, too lazy to answer them. Whenever they touched upon provocative subjects, however, he would still lose control and erupt into a violent frenzy.

Turbid waves surged into the sky. At last, someone burst from the water in terror, amid shattered planks, scraps of torn clothing, and severed limbs. The sight was horrifying. When the sea wind blew over them, the stench of blood grew as thick as black ink, nauseating anyone who breathed it in.

To the disciples of the Rippling Waters Pavilion imprisoned within the Moon Prison, the appearance of Taixu Ruyue was no different from rain after a prolonged drought. Her face, almost identical to that of Taixu Yuehua save for the color of her hair and eyes, possessed an incomparable power to steady the hearts of others. At once, everyone began cheering.

But then he thought about it again. She and Lin Wang would surely be the ones to prepare the hot pot, and afterward they would also be responsible for cleaning up. In that case, he would not truly be eating for free.

“What are you talking about? With our Tianshan Sect here, how could we allow those petty scoundrels to run rampant?” The Tianshan Patriarch slammed his hand on the table and flew into a rage, cursing his disciple, the sect leader, for throwing away the most precious virtue of a martial artist—the code of honor—for a few stinking coins.

Ao Yingshen waved for her to let him continue. Qing Shuang was consumed with anxiety, but she could only restrain herself and force herself to listen.

The foreign stranger had lost an ancestral relic and, overcome with guilt, intended to return to his island and continue his repentance. It would be a shame to leave this old place abandoned, so he wanted to give it to someone capable of bringing new glory to the land of his forebears.

Yue Yao thought that was far too exaggerated and refused to say anything more. “Kexin has put on quite a bit of weight. You must have worked hard.” Not only had she gained weight, but her complexion was excellent as well. It was clear that the child had been doing very well lately.

The former Ice Beauty had accompanied Zhang Zhe, her smile blooming like a flower. The two had always appeared together, making who knew how many bystanders green with envy.

The worldview of the people had suffered something of a collapse, but they were still able to come to their senses. By now, they had all gone off to cultivate in seclusion.

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“Very well. I’ll draw the entire route up Shoulder-Pole Stone Mountain to the summit. If you think these old bones of mine are still of some use, I am willing to accompany you up the mountain and take revenge.” Uncle Yang Dong seemed to have been infected by their resolve and unexpectedly declared that he would go as well.

After bringing Tang Sen and his disciple to the main hall of the manor, the old man brought them tea once more, bid them farewell, and went off to find Old Gao.

However, because of insufficient raw materials, they had only opened one chain store in the United States and had yet to open branches anywhere else.

Yet, what he thought of came to pass. That drop of water truly crossed the river of time, shattered everyone’s common sense, burst through the void, and instantly slipped into Tang Sen’s mouth.

“When poor, cultivate oneself alone; when prosperous, benefit the entire world.” To achieve this goal, he had to strive for power. Otherwise, his ideals could only become empty bubbles, leaving behind nothing but an illusory dream.

“It’s all right. Hold steady.” Although Wu Yan did not get along particularly well with Lin Ming, a game was a game. He did not let his emotions spill into it and still offered words of comfort.

When Yan Xing returned to the main residence of the fortress with Gan Ling, Tiger Head, and Big Ox, the thick smoke that had filled the air earlier had already dispersed.

According to Feng Yaya, the Great Life Art held extraordinary significance for Linglong Heaven, and she was determined to obtain it. If that was the case, then what sort of attitude would she adopt if she felt that she could be of use to the Creation Immortal Sect?

A huge sphere of light condensed upon the Startling Rainbow Sword. When Chen Feng thrust his sword forward, the sphere crashed into a boulder two meters high.

The Yinhuan Holy Lord had previously been locked in a stalemate with that gray-white mist and was, comparatively speaking, the most relaxed of the four. He watched the actions of the old demon Qin Ke.

Unfortunately, before the praise had even left his lips, Ye Zhuo’s expression fell. The beast had not come over to get close to its master at all—it had come for the spirit herb. Ye Zhuo had originally planned to find someone to identify the herb after returning and then decide what to do with it, but half of it had already fallen into the Elephant-Dragon Horse’s mouth. After several crisp crunches, it vanished without a trace.

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This problem left them utterly stumped. If it had been a matter of combat, there would have been no difficulty, but tracking something that could neither be seen nor touched was extraordinarily challenging. They had no idea where to begin.

Fang Yeg e was in excellent spirits. After days of flight and pursuit, it was rare to enjoy such leisure, so he wandered about Mount Hua.

His aura cycled back and forth again and again, yet the injuries on his body showed no sign of improvement.

As they traveled, Chang Bao’er gradually became familiar with Elder Black. He learned that Tan La ohei had always operated in the rural areas of the southern border and had come to the Boundless Secret Realm only by chance, after obtaining an invitation. Elder Black was simply a little too uninhibited, however, and whenever he grew excited, he would casually drape that large, dark hand over Chang Bao’er’s back.

“Could this be too much of a coincidence? We had just been planning to go to the Pangu River.” Yang Jian was rather suspicious. It could not be helped—after encountering so many strange events, anyone would begin to overthink things.

“Really? That’s wonderful!” The moment Yang Jian heard that Ge Yunsong had returned home, the words slipped from his mouth.

Although Fatty had converted the place into a restaurant, he had only made minor changes to the rooms; everything else remained just as it had been. Uncle Shangguan, who had once possessed a profound understanding of feng shui, had built the place by exhausting every bit of his knowledge and skill. Fatty knew this, so he would never alter it recklessly.

As for Wei Zi, since he had already attracted the enemy’s attention, there was no longer any need for mercy.

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