Volume 1, Chapter 56: One Person Earns Glory, the Whole Family Shines

Chapter 56

As soon as these words were spoken, the entire courtyard fell dead silent once again.

After a two-second pause, everyone exchanged knowing smiles.

"Yes, yes, yes! Lingshuang is the prettiest!"

The minor joke made by Gu Xianglin did not spread beyond the Shen family's courtyard.

The couplet "A hard stone matches a strong bow, truly a match made in heaven" was extraordinarily clever. Hearing it, everyone's eyes lit up as they looked toward the source. However, the speaker was not the newly-minted imperial scholar, but Lu Jin.

Arriving by the side of the Release Pond, Lu Jin and Cui Ruoyan alighted from the carriage together and walked into the willow grove to search carefully, finally spotting the Gossip Peddler lying beneath an old elm tree.

This roar was filled with an indescribable wildness, and its momentum was so great that it whipped up a wave-like cloud of dust from the ground. The earth trembled incessantly, and leaves rustled, falling continuously from the branches like an autumn rain.

Shangguan Wan'er knelt on the ground, sobbing uncontrollably. Beads of fresh blood slid down her delicate face, gathered into crimson droplets on her chin, and fell onto the cold ground.

Pig Nine-Sister could simply no longer bear to watch. With a flash of her body, she arrived beside Jiyang and snatched the Qi-Storage Orb right out of his hand.

When Richard caught sight of his face, he suddenly narrowed his eyes. The middle-aged man before him looked exactly like Tie Kuangtu! Yet their temperaments were polar opposites; Tie Kuangtu was filled with aggression and was a heinous scoundrel.

Before Zheng Yang, Hao Hong, Wei Yi, Zhao Hui, and Guo Mo could even approach the passageway, they were completely blocked off by the immortals of the Wu family.

In the half-year since the freshman ranking tournament concluded, Su Yu had redeemed seven champion abilities through the League of Legends system.

At this sight of Chiyou transforming into his beastly form and gazing upon his mountain-like body, the expressions of the Four Arhats, apart from astonishment, were filled with even greater panic.

The painted boat moved slowly across the Taiye Pool. The evening wind sighed, the long oars dipped rhythmically, and six wind-lanterns flickered like fireflies amidst the billowing mist over the water. Shangguan Wan'er stood alone at the prow, gazing at the approaching Penglai Mountain, her delicate brows knitting together slightly.

"You flatter me, brother. If it weren't for you, I would have died long ago. Qin Feng owes his life to you; how could I possibly harbor any other thoughts? Rest assured, I will handle this matter properly. Just focus on recovering from your injuries." Qin Feng lowered his head in flattered awe, as if not daring to make any demands, trembling with apprehension.

Never had he expected that Chen Ting would play completely outside the book, and that the Haotian Pagoda would still retain its complete power. Above the enormous stone tower, Feng Xiaoxiao's arms vibrated with vibrant vital energy, and nine dragon-like spiritual veins danced behind him, aiding Chen Ting in escaping a life-or-death crisis at the crucial moment.

Hardly any of the cement on the steps remained intact, especially along the central path where people walked and trod; every single step was fractured, exposing the dust-covered stone bricks beneath.

The Yaksha Sea Demon hesitated for a moment, but ultimately made up his mind to delve deep into the palace of the demon god.

The Realm of the Sage? Let alone meditating there for ten days, even getting slightly close could result in being directly shredded by the sword intent.

This seemingly casual toss caused Shangguan Yongqi's expression to freeze, turning as unsightly as if he had swallowed excrement.

Lazing lazily against the sofa, Tong'er looked at his shy appearance—he was even more hopeless than the tongue-tied Zhao Gu. Yet, there was an inexplicable charm to him; compared to Zhao Gu, Ding Yu was clearly much more attractive.

Because Chu Yun possessed the cultivation level of the Martial King realm, he took the lead at the front, though not quite at the very vanguard.

Running all the way to the Wanding Building in Zhongjiang District, Yan Jicheng stood before the building's entrance without hesitation and walked straight inside.

As he spoke, he flashed a meaningful smile, leaving Brother Biao's complexion alternating between shades of iron and pale green.