Volume One Chapter 51 Tears in the Letter

Xue Xiaoni nodded, then took a gentle breath, and a pale green bead slowly emerged from her mouth.

“Demon Lord, when the Grand Elder took your demon core without the Heavenly Emperor’s consent, he acted of his own accord. Now that you have returned and seek vengeance against him, it is understandable. If the Grand Elder has done wrong, the Dragon Clan will not shield him; he will be dealt with as he deserves.

“I recall joining the Allied Forces was always your dream, wasn’t it? Are you a man or not? So afraid of dying?” Susan shot him a disdainful look.

Rong Yun had just returned to the palace after court when an attendant hurried to report that Shen Heyi was inexplicably vomiting and could not stop.

Indeed, it was good news! Even if it might be for Zhu Longming’s sake, this was a proper job any medical student would aspire to.

“You mean to say the opposition has made contact with the Star Spirits?” Jin Jiulin fell into deep thought.

But in the very next instant, Lord Yin-Yang suddenly turned, facing Zongyang. Without a word, the Yin-Yang Wheel appeared with eerie swiftness, slicing through the floating spirit money and striking at Zongyang like lightning.

Rain began to fall from the sky, enshrouding the three peaks. It landed on the oiled paper umbrella atop Immortal Hairpin Peak, the silhouette beneath the rain painting a scene of ethereal beauty.

Under Bai Youliuxi’s gaze, it was clear this place was nothing but a living prison, arrays set all around, though Tao Xiong remained blissfully unaware.

“All right, thank you.” Ye Qingcheng felt delighted; Xu Xiangxiang had agreed without hesitation or further questions.

“I’ve already checked—three escaped, not far from here. Their evasion method is quite impressive, but there’s nothing more we can do!” Yin Jiamu spoke from the side.

Her jade palm came down, poised to strike Lin Yi’s face, but stopped a fist’s distance away.

Sun He removed his official cap and placed it aside, then knelt on the ground, tears streaming down his face as he pleaded with Liu Shouguang.

Da Bu Shuiyun was so nervous she didn’t know what to do—she wanted to leave but couldn’t. Putting Qiu Xuan back on the bed felt like sending him back into the tiger’s jaws.

Ye Haochuan, with nothing to do, suddenly thought of Chen Yushan, who had been in the imperial capital for several days now. He wondered if she was adjusting well to life there.

When Wang Chen called out four thousand, Beifeng fell silent. He was considering whether to continue bidding against Wang Chen, showing that he still had a bit of rationality left.

Sun Yifan’s words brought the five boys to a sudden realization. In a flash, they understood some of their own problems.

Wang Chen simply rented a spacious apartment of about two hundred square meters, fully furnished with several rooms. If Liu Xue worked late at the company, she wouldn’t need to rush back to campus—she could just stay there. Every household appliance was there, and even the kitchen was designed to professional standards.

According to Wang Le, Sun Yifan was a hidden talent—exceptional not only in the arts, but also with formidable skills in e-sports.

Now that the overall situation had settled, no one was certain whether Yang Wo would truly bestow the promised “great reward.”

“What business do you have with Lord Song the Third?” Coachman Liu gave the youth a sidelong glance. The boy seemed to look down on him, but Liu’s face remained calm and unbothered.

Shamei came forward, tears streaming down her face, embracing me with deep affection. She kissed my cheek several times before finally turning away, leaving reluctantly.

By now, many classrooms had let out, and even though not as many students emerged from each as those who’d left with Zhao Yu, together it was still quite a crowd.

Brother Zhu, looking sly, pulled out a cigarette and stuck it in the gatekeeper’s mouth, lighting it for him and flattering him with honeyed words.

Last came Jiang Ling. Although her cultivation seemed only to be at the third level of innate ability, Ming Qi had little worry for her. Not only were Huang Jiu and Ali always by her side, but she also possessed that mysterious power capable of instantly defeating any who tried to harm her—utterly unfathomable.

When dismissal time arrived, today’s sketching class ended. The students packed up their art supplies and gradually left the birch forest.

If he had to avoid certain problematic questions altogether, Luo Yifan would rather never return here to protect Chu Xinran. All he wanted was to see her as always, to remain by her side and ensure her safety; he truly did not wish to dwell on anything else.

Time passed slowly, and Ming Qi’s mind was now utterly focused, the only things he noticed being the old man’s voice and the position of his right hand.

There were many complex emotions in Fang Wei’s eyes, but I dared not probe them, afraid I would only end up heartbroken. After all, he was my husband now.

The Tian and Huang families might be accused of taking advantage of the turmoil, but the Wang family did not yield even a drop of profit, despite Wang Chongli holding the position of Centurion at Shattered Stone Fort.

Only now did everyone realize that the two had a history, and it seemed there had even been conflict between them.

Gao Zhengyang had already made thorough plans; He Qing only needed to carry out the established strategy.

Chu Haoran and Bai Feifei exchanged a glance. Bai Feifei’s pale cheeks flushed, and she said nothing, seeming to await Chu Haoran’s response. Chu Haoran laughed heartily and said, “As for that, it’s a secret for now.” His ambiguous smile left nothing to the imagination—any sharp-eyed reporter could see right through it.

On the mountain training ground, soldiers practiced with swords and spears, forming circular and square phalanxes day by day. What disappointed Yang Tian was the lack of gongs and horns, no banners fluttering, and too few men to muster much impressive momentum.

If they pressed on, the thick red aura in the light screen might harm the two of them instead, making the risk entirely not worth it.