Volume One, Chapter 35: The School Federation Assignment (Part 2)

“Yuan Guang and Liu Dan have also arrived. I’ll make arrangements to give them a proper welcome,” Zhang Yong said as he watched Su Yi stride out confidently.

It was merely a foundation, constructed with a steel-reinforced concrete shell, yet entirely hollow inside.

“I am a businessman,” Guo Huaili said leisurely, his gaze following a drifting leaf. Zhang Keji smiled silently, waiting for him to continue.

Therefore, Yun Chen felt it best to remain low-key, focus on completing his mission, and strengthening his abilities.

After a long wait, it was finally Wu Geyun’s turn. I braced myself fully, watching her closely to see just how formidable her family’s legacy truly was.

Silence fell inside the tent. With three thousand troops revolting by killing their officers, even if the Anxi garrison was in Bingzhou, or tens of thousands were stationed in Huazhou, they could easily be sent to their doom.

Kana hadn’t expected to be reprimanded by Ling Mei. Previously, only she had lectured Ling Mei, but since falling in love with Rhein, their personalities seemed to have swapped. The once unreliable Ling Mei became serious, while the usually calm and composed Kana grew somewhat mischievous.

“Found it?” Dela hurried over, abandoning the shell in her arms, curiously staring at the glowing orb.

Duyuan strode forward with his sword on his back, requiring no extra effort. The profound cultivation artifact, imbued with a sword spirit, infused the ethereal sword spirit into Duyuan’s dantian. Leaping through the air demanded no physical stamina, as the sword spirit was abundant and could not escape. This was the manifestation of the sword spirit within such a prized cultivation artifact.

Hehe, spreading such rumors would cause the main base and Old Yuren to investigate the ten main departments, throwing them into chaos. Many might even be “wrongfully accused.”

After a day of reflection, she realized she had feelings for Ting Yi, but did Ting Yi feel the same? Was it out of parental arrangement, habit, or something else?

“A Chu!” An excited voice called from behind. Ye Chu was suddenly struck fiercely and embraced tightly by the newcomer.

Since there were seemingly many exam papers, they were stacked in a pagoda shape, with the top paper identical to Peng Baoyi’s.

Not only that, but the northern Zhili region, as well as Henan, Gansu, and Shanxi, were all without rain.

***

Even among those who admired the same sex, Xiao Moran’s unconventional tastes were hardly accepted by society.

“There’s no reason. I just don’t want to see you, don’t want you bothering us. So please leave, okay?” Black Cat spoke bluntly, showing no disguise in her refusal to welcome Shang Shan Yan.

Under Ramesses’ deliberate guidance, Xue Qiqi had completely forgotten her original purpose for coming.

Besides, Chen Xiyuan was still young and likely to attract some flirtations. If he got engaged to Ye Chu, he might eventually settle down.

Ye Jiarou hesitated for a moment, only speaking after Chen Xiyuan’s heart had been tormented repeatedly.

Although Chen Daxiang was the second in command, Ye Dong did not regard him as just a number two. When they spoke, there was little politeness.

What now? They had to develop a medicine to counter this virus, or else everyone would perish.

Flames swept the sky as a blazing fireball surged forth, trailing a long fiery tail and roaring fiercely toward the poisonous spiked lionfish.

Because the Red Jade Fir was well-known throughout the Galactic Federation, but he had seen those who transplanted Red Jade Firs. The question was, was it really necessary? They weren’t going to stay permanently at this school; it was only a few years. Was it worth spending so much money transplanting these trees just for the school?

Everyone knew Ye Dong’s situation. He was a celebrity from top to bottom, revered by the heavens and deeply supported by the villagers. No one dared oppose him at this moment.

For a prince with grand ambitions, King Zhou’s actions were a major annoyance. Though the third prince was selfish, he still hesitated to part with half the kingdom. Like King Zhou, he secretly worried that if he didn’t act, he might lose even that last half.

Speaking so, he stepped forward. At that moment, he was no longer the lifeless figure he had been; a spark of vitality seemed to revive his once-dead heart.

But now he no longer doubted it: in history, a master had created an elixir of immortality. It was almost certain that Ling’er possessed it or knew its whereabouts.

Seeing Ye Dong’s uncertainty, Yi Zheng, having heard detailed information from somewhere, explained everything to him.

***

That said, He Ying knew the causes of things were not so easily understood by sitting here. An invisible hand had always pushed her forward, beyond her control. Who was behind that hand? Could it be her elder brother? Or perhaps the King of Xia himself?

She harbored a faint affection for Lin Xiaotian and feared he might look down on her because of this matter.

She had struggled to escape poverty, married a wealthy man nearing sixty, was killed by his eldest son on the very night of her wedding, and after death, transmigrated to this Canglan Continent—a world where one could cultivate immortality and live forever.

Before boarding the plane at the airport, the work team who had followed to support Qiao Nuan had already shot several sets of airport street style photos rivaling fashion editorials. On the plane, Qiao Nuan still needed to cooperate with an interview.

He ran off before finishing his words, having constantly watched the playground and come out as soon as he sensed trouble, without even an umbrella.

But now, even if he wished to be crushed to a pulp, it was impossible, for beneath them swarmed countless bone butterflies, resembling a vast, ghastly, pale-gray cloud.

“Why would I want to crash your family reunion?” Mu Xisheng rolled his eyes at Mu Xiyu, feigning indifference.

Jing Ziqing was stunned by Jing Xiyao’s question, taking a long moment to recover. A faint, inscrutable smile curled at the corner of her lips, but the words she spoke sent a chill through Jing Xiyao’s entire body.

“What? You are too much, Night Master. Do you really want to hand me over to Young Master Yang?” Xu Xiangmeng was both shocked and furious.

Looking at Noble Consort Zheng, her eyes were like hooks, tightly fixed on the hands they were holding.

“Not enough, Ke!… What tricks are you playing? You know your mother is unconscious now. Everything she does is what I Li Bai has done. What more do you want? Are you deliberately causing trouble?” said “Lin Zhonghua.”