Volume 1, Chapter 46: The Cold-Faced Heroine

Various kinds of debris rolled back and forth across the deck, making a clattering noise, while the three junior sisters swayed about in Senior Brother Mu's arms, letting out a succession of sweet cries.

Although the courtyard was not luxurious, it could be considered clean and tidy, making it a decent dwelling. After leading them into this courtyard, Manager Qian excused himself on the pretext of having matters to attend to, leaving Chiju, Zanna, and Hu Que stranded there.

The Qian family's cellar was dug quite large, so the completion date had to be repeatedly delayed, finally finishing close to Sister Ling's birthday. The moment the Qian family moved into their new home, space was finally cleared in the front yard where the family's furniture had previously been placed.

If Lingyue and her companions had arrived here as a team, or advanced alone during their escape, they would certainly have cleared away any obstacles blocking their path ahead.

Xu Jianghuai, once a formidable figure who had single-handedly wiped out a mercenary group numbering in the thousands and retreated unscathed, knelt on the ground with a face full of terror, begging Liang Yufan for mercy.

Even though she knew the principles of building a bread kiln, she was still somewhat rusty on her first attempt. After a few trial-and-error costs, Tang Zangyue finally managed to get it set up properly.

Never had she expected that, after all these twists and turns, the task of searching for Zhuang Yan would once again fall into the hands of Big Shi.

Coupled with the companionship of his dream lover Zhuang Yan, making him comprehend anything at this point was probably harder than ascending to the blue heavens.

"We have no use for this forest. Tell me, what else can you offer?" Dimu directly rejected the temptation of obtaining the entire forest, yet did not completely shut the door on negotiations.

Those three large furballs were raised by his family in the first place—couldn't they see how humanly those creatures looked at them when they were here?

Unlike the vulgar, noisy clamor of the surroundings, that voice was gentle yet faintly tinged with a sense of resolute decisiveness. Just hearing it alone gave Qingning a favorable impression.

"Boom!" With a loud crash, the ground collapsed sheerly downward. Everyone's eyes turned to expressions of shock and disbelief.

The moment she turned around, no one noticed that an extra flask of wine had appeared in her hand—a flask of the intoxicating wine known as "Beauty's Blush," its crimson color bewitching and mesmerizing, enticingly alluring.

Li Miaozhu was also on the verge of collapse. Within her blood-shot field of vision, all people and objects seemed to have their time slowed and space distorted. She fancied she saw Chunhua tilt her head and fall into Changqing's arms, fresh blood welling from her throat. In the eyes looking back at her, there was neither resentment nor hatred, only a complex mix of loyalty and uneasy concern.

However, precisely because of this reputation, everyone kept him at a respectful distance and avoided him like the plague—something he had probably never cared about. But hearing Fang Dongqiao utter those words now, knowing that this young girl actually cared about reputation or the lack thereof, sounded particularly grating to Gong Tianyu's ears.

She racked her brains but could not recall ever owing Rong Ruochen any debt of gratitude. She believed that whenever she owed Rong Ruochen something, she had subsequently returned the favor with a generous gift. Yet hearing Rong Ruochen speak of it with such absolute seriousness at this moment, Fang Dongqiao still perplexedly voiced her question.

She smiled coldly; that girl had lost her memory. Therefore, the secret between her and her mother was safe. Now she was not afraid of her in the least, so she swayed her hips as she walked over.

From then on, Yang Guang's topic never circled back to himself again; instead, he began discussing Jianghu secrets and the powers of the realm with Ye Feng.

The car stopped at the entrance of the restaurant, and a servant opened the door for them. Meng Qingyan stepped out first, followed gracefully by Angela. Her posture was becoming increasingly refined, and she no longer rolled out of the car as she used to do in the past.

He had ordered food from a Michelin-starred restaurant, and since it was a place he frequented, he figured the taste would be quite good.

Leaving the restaurant and heading to the supermarket, Wang Chuxue and Chen Ziyu bought a bunch of snacks to take back. It seemed they had no intention of attending classes tomorrow morning either; following the same plan as Xu Yuexuan, they intended to carry out their leveling grind to the bitter end.

"Although the Dragon Cave is exceptionally perilous, it is a holy land for the cultivation of Dragon Blood Warriors. Once, a powerful Dragon Blood Warrior from my Dragon family ventured deep into the Dragon Cave to cultivate, and accidentally laid eyes on the Undying Token, but he was utterly unable to walk in and retrieve it, and so the legend was passed down," Long Tianyun explained with a smile.

The Thunder-Smiting Wood sounded as though it had eight poles of separation and not a single cent of relation to the treatment of the Extreme Yin Constitution.

"The division commander has already given instructions before coming: everything is to be centered around me. What is there to discuss?!" Commander Liu wore an imperious, supreme expression.

Before the White Wolf could even catch its breath, it was slashed twice across its rump, instantly roaring in fury as it whipped around and slapped the opponent to death with a single swipe.

The landlady picked up her chopsticks, placed two glutinous rice dumplings in his bowl, and said, "Eat two dumplings; they have a sugary center, they're sweet, don't be unappreciative." Speaking with veiled insinuations, she took the opportunity of serving him the dumplings to press her body closer against him.

Abbot Yande set up a banquet to entertain the other seven major sects, and Zongze, accompanied by Ziyan, Chiyuan, and others, also attended.

The magic array lasted for a very long time, and its radiance grew increasingly intense as time passed. As for the white cat within the array, it had been tormented until its form was thoroughly distorted.

"I never imagined that our Princess Yan has such a great figure too!"—these were the words uttered by the lovesick fool before losing consciousness.

Liu Heng felt somewhat puzzled. In the past, scholars of great talent would always rush forth like a string of firecrackers, blustering from the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors to Emperor Gaozu and Empress Lü, from the four seas and five lakes to the three mountains and five peaks, boasting boundlessly for fear of omitting anything they had ever learned. Yet today, this Zhang Shizhi was entirely different; after performing the bows, he did not utter a single word, which aroused Liu Heng's curiosity.

Of course, weighing these two disadvantages against each other was merely his subjective judgment; he was simply confident that he would not lose.

"Lord Dean, you can rest assured. With this miraculous potion, the fledgling Ah Niu will surely not be able to escape my grasp." Qin Daodao giggled delightfully.

As a counter-narcotics officer, yet dismissed from the military due to drug use, the bitterness and rage within his heart were beyond description.

Chen Jingchu tightened the silk drawstring of the money pouch and re-tied it around Yanjun's belt. Yanjun stopped competing with Zhenrong and looked at him in utter bewilderment.

Refining pills inside the Spirit Beast Cave carried the risk of discovery by the students and elders of the highest institution of the Weiji Kingdom; therefore, he had no choice but to enter the Seven-Color Immortal Ring to refine the antidote.

If Elder Sister were here, who knows what she would say. Mo Jun thought to herself as she walked through the empty corridor and ran outside to the ginkgo tree.

"Hah, I don't like hearing words like that. We are family to begin with; why draw lines between you and me? When family members have troubles, helping out is simply what we ought to do. If you say things like that again, it means you deliberately want to distance yourself from us," Ruan Xiangqin said with feigned anger.