Volume 1, Chapter 26: Returning Home

Jiang Zilin pinched Jiang Yiqian’s thigh without a trace. Just as he was about to yelp, Jiang Zilin shot him a look, and he had no choice but to shut his mouth, looking aggrieved.

Seeing her so confident, Cheng Hai’an didn’t ask any further questions; the truth would reveal itself soon enough.

Seeing Guan Yu’s eyes closed, Liu Bei heaved a sigh of relief. If Guan Yu had remained awake, Liu Bei truly would not have known how to face him.

When I opened my eyes, it was already 7:30 in the evening. I sat quietly on the sofa, watching the wall clock. When the hour hand pointed to eight, I jumped up from the sofa and sprinted toward my master’s bedroom on the second floor.

Zhuge Liang had good intentions, hoping to turn Lu Zhuo into a loyal subject who would restore the Han Dynasty. However, he did not realize that Lu Zhuo would not bow to anyone; even if it were Liu Xie, Lu Zhuo would not submit.

Even with drone surveillance, the three members of "Whiskey" could not lock onto them, and they managed to escape.

Xu Yan frowned. It was Ling Shiyin who had suggested the collaboration, yet now that the deed was done, she was the one hurling sarcasm. Ultimately, she simply could not accept that something she had failed to achieve had been accomplished by Xu Yan.

However, that was merely a judgment made while watching a movie. Without experiencing it firsthand, how could he dare to take action so recklessly?

Cheng Hai’an watched from behind, her brow furrowing in displeasure. She did not want to cause a scene here with Mu Qing; if Mu Qing had no shame, she, at least, still valued her own.

Yang Lie did not hesitate for a moment. He immediately activated his Star-Devouring Body, frantically refining the remaining divine power crystals within him. Instantly, waves of potent divine power surged into him.

"This girl is harboring some of our most elite subordinates within her body. Find a way to get them out!" the man commanded coldly.

Xiao Fei did not overthink it; he took the transcribed recipe for the Spirit Awakening Pill from his storage ring and handed it to Yan Song.

Just as she returned to her room in the main courtyard, a hawk flew into the Prince Rong’an Mansion, circled the roof once, and then swooped down to lightly peck at her window.

Luo Yu looked up at the seal overhead and sighed. Her power was insufficient to pierce through the barrier and return to the cultivation realm. What was she to do?

Ignoring Yang Heng’s embarrassment, Luo Yu hugged Zun, stroking its head with only one thought in her mind: it felt wonderful to the touch.

Although the ghost slave’s will had been completely controlled by Min Entong, when it heard the name Qingyun, its entire body still shuddered as if by reflex.

The Foundation Establishment cultivator had been very serious since entering the city. Seeing that it was already late, he told everyone to find an inn to rest and deliver the goods the next day. In any case, fighting was prohibited within the city, so they were relatively safe for now.

Su Fengnuan avoided everyone’s gaze and slipped out of the Su residence, then dodged the attention of passersby to reach the residence of Grand Scholar Wang, climbing over the back wall to enter.

Pei Ruyi continued her low-profile life, moving between the hospital, Luo Xun’s home, and the Huo family residence. To others, this life seemed boring and monotonous, but to her, it was the most peaceful existence she had ever known.

Huan Ji and the others were scolded away, but though she had been driven out, she remained anxiously guarding outside, unwilling to leave because she was worried about Xia Hanxuan.

It had been too long since Lu Chen had lived such a life—a mundane life. Even in that world for three thousand years, he had lived with the sole purpose of making himself stronger.

Ye Zixuan was surely not as powerful as the two of them, yet he had done so much more. What terms had he actually exchanged with the old man of the Ghost Market? Yet Ye Zixuan only spoke of it lightly—was he unable to say, or was he deliberately concealing it?

For Luo Xiu, he had killed many peak-level sages, but even within the same realm, the disparity in strength could be vast. In the past, those who died at his hands had at most practiced minor supreme-level divine arts.

She turned her head, her chin set in stubborn defiance as she looked at him. Then, she released Lu Licheng’s hand and, keeping her head lowered, pried Feng Hao’s powerful fingers open one by one.

An Mo’s eyes widened on the side. What Miss Han was doing was simply... even more intense than when she was downstairs with Sikong Zihong. Although he thought this, An Mo still closed his eyes and turned away. It was better not to watch this scene; what if Miss Han got angry and wiped him out later?

There are two ways to travel through a wormhole: one is to navigate space using an existing natural wormhole, and the other requires creating a new wormhole in the void.

Luo Xiu’s actions were clearly intended to win people over, purely breaking the rules they had previously established, and setting himself against them.

"Master, when Kucai was cultivating before, that dark spiritual root was very obvious, even clearer than her lightning-type spiritual root. This time, however, her lightning-type spiritual root is the one that is clearer," Shi Su voiced his confusion.

At this moment, the carriage curtain was swept aside, and the Prince of Qin’s gloomy, gaunt face appeared in her field of vision.

"It is very busy, but I remembered that I hadn't finished that mooncake from the other day," Gao Haotian actually still had the heart to joke with her.

"Your tongue has become sharp," Tan Haichen said, looking at her. "Have you been in this city all these years? Are you in school? Is it here, too?" It seemed he had countless questions to ask.

Xuanyuan Tianyue looked up at the man with the sour expression before him and frowned. "What’s wrong?" As he spoke, he reached out with one hand to take Rong Qian’s hand, which he had just knocked away.

Based solely on his ability to spin in mid-air without falling, combined with this leg technique that Li Chen had never even heard of, it was certain that he was a descendant of ancient martial arts, or at least had some connection to those masters.

This kind of extremely emotional reaction was something he hadn't experienced since he started running with street gangs, but now it filled the depths of his heart. As for the danger of a moment ago, it had long been thrown to the back of his mind; he didn't even have time to worry about Zeng Yan, who had just climbed out of the sports car.

"That won't do. The child has finally come to play; how can we leave now? I’m really fine. As long as I don't ride those things again, you go with Yuhao and let him have a good time," Tong En said anxiously.

Those long-suppressed emotions finally found release in my chat with Chuchu, and my mood improved significantly. After hanging up the phone, I climbed into bed feeling quite comfortable.