53 Visiting

Such a great beauty was standing right in front of him, yet he remained utterly unmoved? This hardly seemed like Pei Jin'an's style.

According to the original novel, after the original owner lapsed into unconsciousness later on, the senior brother and junior sister made immense breakthroughs in their cultivation precisely because they obtained an extraordinary legacy within this ruin.

Her younger brother's gaze had been rather strange these past few days; although he still wore a gentle smile, it carried a distinct trace of ruthlessness.

The favorite imperial concubine's son was exceptionally talented and had displayed abilities on par with his imperial father from an early age, earning him universal praise among the court ministers.

The responsibility mentioned here did not mean sending cultivators at the Golden Body realm to sweep through the floors one by one.

The incomparably handsome young emperor frowned slightly, his blue eyes gazing intently at another spot as if deep in thought, yet not a single trace of joy could be seen on his face.

"Fellow Daoist Lu Xuan, good things ought to be shared with everyone! The cultivation levels of your two disciples are far too low; even if they acquire this stroke of fortune, they won't be able to put it to any use."

Who is not discussed behind their back? Since Lin Ran lacked the ability to muzzle everyone, she did not bother hoping that the innocent would clear themselves.

Someone casually remarked outside: "You know so-and-so? I'm colleagues with his mother, we eat in the same cafeteria."

Daqian said indifferently, "The money I owe belongs to Golden Cat, and it has nothing to do with anyone else. If the real mastermind behind the scenes comes to collect the debt, I'll report them to the police station." Inside a detached villa.

At least Xu Yaran found it somewhat difficult to accept this sort of situation; if there had been a hole in the ground, she would have crawled right into it. Yet Li Yilan acted as if he completely failed to notice Xu Yaran's embarrassment, staring fixedly at her without blinking.

Zeng Da walked up to the chubby precinct chief and looked down at him. Zeng Da was taller than the chief by a full head and a half, making the chubby man look entirely like a glutinous rice dumpling wearing a police uniform under his gaze.

Scanning his surroundings and finding no movement, he turned back only to see this milky-white pillar slowly rotating upon the ice surface.

"Brother Quan, this conventional method of attack is definitely not going to give us much of a winning chance. We'd better think of another way," Long Ming said.

It was hard to tell whether Dazai and Bo Yikao agreed with these ideas, admired them, or felt envious... In any case, their gazes were somewhat complex, leaving Ji Fa utterly baffled, so he simply turned his face away and ignored them altogether.

Could it be... that because Gu Yun's avatar, Gu Fan, took up the martial path once again, the entire course of history had been altered? If so... what Gu Fan sensed from this was not the hope of family revival, but rather a mounting, suffocating sense of encroaching crisis.

"Step aside, don't block the way." Zhang Fan's tone suddenly turned cold, his gaze icy. He didn't care about any Liu family; having stayed on the airship for so long just to acquire the Heart of the Rainbow, there was no way he would return empty-handed.

Hanyan and Hanmo, who had been hiding in the shadows, stepped out only after the three of them had departed. As they watched the receding figures of the five, they felt a indescribable knot in their hearts—if the Prince Consort and the Princess had a falling out, the four of them would likely have to leave as well.

Zhan Tianya grabbed Hu Shuntang and turned to run. The police dog also bolted away from the black cat's side at that exact moment, but it was too late; the black cat lunged forward, clamped its jaws onto the dog's tail, and dragged it savagely back.

Within the courtyard, two young men continuously wielded their swords—slashing, chopping, thrusting, lifting, and sweeping—repeating every single movement with absolute dedication. Sweat dripped endlessly from their foreheads, forming a puddle of water on the bluestone pavement.

I acknowledged with a hum, leaned my head out the window to look around, and seeing no one there, finally returned to my seat.

What else could be done? If this emperor refused to obey, then they would purge the court of corrupt officials and enthrall a new one. Which vassal king would ever be willing to remain a vassal for life?

Old Wang said nothing more, charging forward with the Soul-Breaking Sword. He didn't use any sword-control techniques, appearing to want to test out close-quarters combat.

Feeling a sudden warmth in her nasal cavity, she reached out and wiped it... Finished. While her mind had successfully resisted the temptation of beauty, her body apparently hadn't.

With an arrogant smile playing at the corners of his mouth, he sized up Xue Yan opposite him. For an ordinary person, the power behind that punch was quite impressive.

Xue Yan, on the other hand, could only gaze helplessly at Leng Zixi. Whether bringing this girl back would bring fortune or misfortune was still entirely unknown.

Only, he hadn't expected that on Earth, someone would actually know such venomous methods. Had he not appeared, ordinary physicians would have been utterly incapable of curing the old master.

She could have simply washed her hands of the matter and ignored it, but she could not bear to stand by and watch someone die. If anything were to happen, it would mean two lives lost, and she would live the rest of her days consumed by guilt.

Ma Long's natural talent alone was not enough to control it; if word of this leaked out, it would only invite a fatal calamity upon him.

Before he could react, Gardenia pulled him into the portal. A burst of blinding white light flashed, and the two vanished from that collapsing world.

"This child will firmly keep Mother's teachings in mind!" He bowed slightly, paid his respects to Meng Hanxing, and then turned to leave the parlor, heading in the direction of the martial arts arena.

By the time everyone finished their discussion, the sky had grown completely dark. Tomorrow was the day Lin Yan was set to leave for the Titan Domain, after which everything would be entirely beyond his control. This trip offered virtually zero chance of survival, yet Lin Yan had no choice but to go.

In truth, his departure for the Southern Territory wasn't out of fear for Sun Longlou and the Profound Gate; rather, his purpose in coming to the Northern Territory had already been fulfilled, and staying here any longer was meaningless. Furthermore, under the suppression of Sun Longlou and the Profound Gate, his current strength left him completely powerless to resist.

Consort Mu was exceptionally intelligent; she never spoke excessively, yet she invariably fulfilled every single task entrusted to her by Emperor Renshou.

"According to the map, it's only about ten kilometers from here to Xixiang Pass, a strategically vital and renowned stronghold. That's the final barrier guarding the northern gateway to the Lester Imperial Capital," Su Nu suddenly recalled, smiling as he mentioned the local geography.

Shi Jian remained silent for a long moment before finally nodding. He could distinctly feel the bloodline connection linking him to the glowing sword in his hand—and this sensation was precisely the hallmark of a spiritual artifact recognizing its master.

Dongfang Xiao said with a look of utter disgust. Qian Gouisheng's expression clearly spelled out: *I have something to say, though I'm not sure if I should say it.* If he couldn't even read that much, he might as well pluck out his own eyeballs and class change into an Asura.