Volume 1, Chapter 58: Qinan Aloeswood

When He Ruyi heard the news, her jaw practically dropped in shock. She could never have imagined that a sparrow could truly fly up to the branches and become a phoenix.

"I don't care about any of that! I am determined to love you! Don't even think about using these excuses to shake me off!" With that, as if wanting to prove that she wasn't just all talk, Sunny took advantage of Li Wei's momentary daze to embrace him tightly.

Using the exact same method, however, the people around Lu Shuyi were not so easily fooled and simply swept the sachet away like garbage, which was why the attempt failed.

Finding a relatively clean patch of open space in the room, he took a new bed and clean bedding out of his spatial storage. After casually making it up, he gently placed Shi Leilei onto the bed.

Nanny Qian, who served Old Madam Lu most closely, looked especially sallow and terribly haggard, with a faint trace of worry knitted between her brows, as if she were burdened by profound concerns.

Hearing this, Wang Xiangyun trembled all over with rage. Finding herself in such a wretched state compared to Shi Leilei's leisurely ease only deepened the hatred in her heart.

His free-form transformation had reached a truly effortless level. Yet perhaps the realm of his intent was cast too wide, making it difficult to pinpoint the core.

The mutant leopard was patterned with leaf-like splotches. As it sprinted, it arched its spine like a bow for springing forward, its smooth, lustrous fur shining like multicolored satin. Its body was as flexible as a snake, agile in movement and light of foot, while its thick, hairy tail lashed about like a steel whip.

After all, for warriors plunged into the perils of the arena, no one is truly innocent. As for more severe consequences? Could any consequence be more serious than losing the lives of one's own comrades?

"Please consider this carefully." The heavy tone of threat in the other party's words was unmistakable. It was no wonder they were being so overbearing; seeking sanctuary here naturally demanded a certain price. Besides, among all those great aristocratic families, which one hadn't obediently handed over their large space cruisers?

For households that owned oxen and horses, the task was even more convenient. All they had to do was harness a stone roller to the livestock and drive them round and round over the spread-out bean stalks, and the threshing was practically done.

After clearing the enemy jungle, Wang Yuan's Miyamoto parted ways with Liu Yu. Liu Yu went to push towers, while Wang Yuan headed to the Dragon pit to solo the Dragon.

Geng Nanzhong was left speechless. Such a statement could not be answered lightly; who knew whether the Emperor favored war or peace?

Suddenly, dark clouds billowed across the sky, and dense shadows instantly blotted out the starry firmament.

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Ye Chong had no spare leisure to pay attention to everything happening within the fleet. At this moment, his eyes held only the light-armors before him.

These thirty thousand soldiers of the Lumber-Shield Battalion were likely the only former regular army troops in the Great Qin remaining unassigned by military law.

Peace negotiations? Chaos instantly erupted inside the main tent. While a few managed to maintain their composure, Dugu Feng, Wu Xiong, and Ying Qin all leaped to their feet. Dugu Feng even began shouting and roaring at Li Hu. His Divine Dragon Army had suffered heavy losses by the banks of the Zhenchuan River, and he was itching for revenge. Who would have thought that Li Hu would call off the fight and sue for peace instead?

Master Su was momentarily struck dumb, then flew into a rage: "Such an evil wretch, driving a wedge between imperial blood and bringing chaos to the palace, deserves to be cast out!" Wubu pressed his palms together, chanted a Buddhist name, and returned to face the wall to continue his devotions.

He was well aware that had he not agreed to help him weather the storm of public opinion, Qin Guo'an would never have put on such a concerned expression right now.

Third Brother knew that at this point, he could no longer keep talking about Second Brother, lest he anger Eldest Brother into leaving.

After catching it, she placed this large black rat into a pitch-black iron cage beside the vegetable garden.

Even without fine wine and lavish dishes, seasoned with the gentle breeze and the sound of cicadas, the two of them found the meal more delicious than anything else.

She hadn't helped him when he was sick, but as for him—even if his entire company were poured into treating this illness, it still wouldn't be cured.

Suddenly realizing that his behavior today might have been a bit too obvious, Chi Mu hurriedly spoke up to cover for himself.

The two clan children went from initial despair to a glimmer of hope, weeping and laughing at the same time.

After finishing, Han Zheng struck a pose he considered thoroughly domineering, his peripheral vision fixed on He Yumin.

Fortunately, there were plenty of logs scattered about by the nearby villagers. Relying on these pieces of timber floating on the marsh, Chen Mingyuan inched his way closer to Old Han step by step.

Zhang Yaning subconsciously checked the time; she still had more than forty minutes, plenty to finish this meal.

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Yet now, his heart had calmed considerably, and he held thoughts quite different from before. Especially since Liu Yi had successfully obtained approval for a state funeral, he felt there was truly no need to cling to his so-called pride any longer.

However, recently some individuals and sects had encountered obstructions—as in the current scene. At the southeastern border of the Crescent Desert and the western edge of the Southern Frontier, a team of several dozen people, consisting of a dozen or so cultivators, was blocked as they approached the territory of the undead. Two strange figures clad in intermingled red and black attire barred their path.

Not everyone saw it that way, however; those old hands were anxious out of their minds. With their mission sitting right there, they couldn't run even if they wanted to.

Despair was written all over the face of the Black Horse Band's leader. His last remaining son was dead, and he could no longer suppress his boiling fury.

Just as he was about to hurl a few more taunts, he suddenly caught sight of a figure in cyan robes amidst the fluttering reed marshes.

With that, Nian Yu exchanged a look with Qin Lang, and Qin Lang gave Nian Yu a thumbs-up.

The sea returned to its calm state. Long Yuan transformed back into his human form and flew above the ocean, his face full of lingering resentment and regret.

"Under the blood-light, the blood of the fierce beasts in the Heavenly Fire Forest is being drained. If this continues, a massive number of beasts will die." Sensing the situation farthest with his divine sense, Chengtu was the first to realize the severity of the problem.

Listening to the self-deluded cultivators' ecstatic applause and the smiles brimming on their faces, Shen Qiang felt both helpless and deeply sympathetic.

Xiang Yunmo reached out to catch her, and taking advantage of that split second, he lunged at A-Jiao, intending to skin her right then and there and slip her pelt over himself.

The big man by your side is formidable. Consider yourself lucky this time, but if you ever set foot in Transylvania again, your luck won't be nearly as good.

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