Volume One, Chapter 59: Future Prospects and Love

Hearing this, Bin'er understood at once that her young miss had finally seen the light.

"Yes, this maid will accompany the young miss."

The two of them soon arrived at Yayun Residence.

Bin'er stepped forward with a beaming smile and spoke, "Jinling, please announce us. Our eldest miss wishes to see the young mistress."

Jinling offered a slight curtsy. "Please wait a moment, Eldest Miss."

Bin'er stepped back to Shen Nanyue's side and lowered her voice to remind her.

Walking for a short while longer, just as Zhuyan was marveling at the sheer magnitude of the undersea reefs, a strange scent suddenly drifted into her nostrils.

Fang Chen was unaware that while he was sizing up the white-robed Elder Yun, the elder's seemingly dim and aged eyes flashed with a subtle, sharp light, and he inadvertently gave a slight nod.

Helan Mo attempted to block the attack, but the moment he made contact with Helan Yao's limbs, he felt a surge of overpowering internal force against which he was completely defenseless. He was sent flying away by a single kick from Helan Yao.

Inside the kitchen, Su Jingyu stared blankly at the cupboard where the soup should have been placed, feeling utterly perplexed.

"Worth it? Heh! Even if the King of Heaven himself were to show up today, I would never let this rest. All of you are going to die today!" Liu Feng stared coldly at the four of them, a grim, cruel smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.

"Since Brother Jiannan is so enthusiastic, it would be poor of me to reject your kind offer. Let's make it one hundred medium-grade spirit stones then!" Liu Feng put on an exaggerated expression of deep heartache.

Murong Fengxue laughed musically and straddled the Prince of Lanzhou. The Prince, his mind wandering and utterly captivated, was just about to pin her down onto the table when a knock sounded at the door.

A whip imbued with internal force swept through the air, causing even the leaves hanging in mid-air to tremble violently.

Upon seeing Duan Yu, Li Cuihua immediately began to pour out her grievances against Sang Tian, weeping with such delicate pear blossoms in the rain that any man's heart would ache for her.

"No... wasn't it you who demanded that I take off my clothes?" Dugu Meng's pretty face burned red as she bit her lip and whispered.

Haitang planted her foot squarely on Gao Yuan's chest, nearly knocking the wind out of him and sending him straight to the brink of death.

She lifted her eyes and turned her head to survey the unfamiliar surroundings, as well as the human before her who emanated a sense of familiarity.

Therefore, even if a healthy person were sent into the Cold Palace, they would eventually be eroded to death by the gloomy yin energy, though this conveniently played into Zhao Han's hands.

The imperial examinations were to be held next March. By then, countless scholars would travel to the capital to take the exams, and the news of his newly designed printing press would spread across the entire country, bringing his name along with it. This was a golden opportunity to win the people's hearts.

Nobody was a fool; if the two other nations were to form an alliance and wage war against Chiyan, Chiyan would never be able to withstand it.

"Princess, the second one will be much easier. Let's go again now." Seeing that Yun Zhirou had rested enough, the attending midwife prepared her for the second round of pushing.

While making a phone call, he walked toward the door. As they passed each other in the corridor, Liang Jishen nodded, and he nodded in return. His gaze swept over He Sang, paused for a fraction of a second, and then shifted away.

It had already been over half a month. She had finally managed to nurse this body back to the point where she could get out of bed, but on her very first trip into the mountains, before she could even get her bearings, a sharp pain struck the back of her head, and she lost consciousness.

She glanced in the direction of Yingyuan, who had clearly sensed it too. He slowed his flying speed, adjusted the angle of the Xingtian Sword, and flew directly in front of Banxia.

"Yingyuan is by nature rigid and pedantic, doing everything strictly according to ritual. For him to say such words, it must have been quite difficult for him," Yingyuan remarked.

Seeing the Green-Haired Bull Demon charge toward him with a spear, Jiang Tao could not use his weapons or magical treasures, but his Five Elements Fire divine abilities were still at his disposal.

For the sake of future peace, the old Daoist Yixiu gritted his teeth, pulled a multicolored feathered fan from his sleeve, threw it silently to Jiang Tao, and fled with his disciple Yiyuan as if running for their lives.

Watching Jiang Tao swallow the elixir, within a mere half-quarter of an hour, Jiang Tao's aura surged violently, transforming him instantly into a cultivator who had refined breath into spirit.

Let us adjust the time and camera angle slightly, rewinding just a bit to the day after Yangang uploaded his produced music video to the internet. We will also temporarily move the camera away from Yangang and shift it to a villa within a residential cluster in Tiankong City.