Volume 1, Chapter 37: Edict of Self-Reproach

The people of the Azure Wood Stronghold were far more familiar with the Savage Ancient Forest than Ye Chen. Based on the entry point at White Water Stronghold, they could easily deduce his route.

Huh? Everyone was stunned. That was it? They had just released this pitch-black object?

As the head eunuch serving the Emperor, she could not reveal too much, but given Yao Chong’s sharp intellect, he might well perceive something. By taking the unprecedented step of personally urging him to see the Emperor immediately, she could at least prompt him to be on guard rather than being left completely defenseless.

Outside the Taihang Realm, Chu Feng had no intention of entering with Feng Qianzhang, but instead spoke up.

The other three also wore expressions of astonishment, as they had not expected Dai Huadong to dare to take action so directly.

It has been over a decade. I haven't seen him since he divorced my mother. Now that he is injured, looking half-dead, I feel no heartache at all.

But when she led the remaining dozen or so imperial guards to the Xuanwu Gate, she froze.

I remained silent for a long time. Xu Yi looked at me with an enigmatic smile. I turned my face away to avoid his gaze, and after wiping the plates clean, I returned to my room.

Ever since the incident with Wang Yuyan, Qin Tianchen realized that keeping some people alive was far better than eradicating them.

Since Shen Su was so brazen and shameless, there was no need for her to maintain this superficial relationship with him any longer.

"I’ll kill you!" Provoked and appearing frantic, Lin Feng swung his fists in a rage, but he was no match for Chen Yi. He was beaten until his mouth sprayed blood, collapsing to the ground in convulsions.

The moment Shi Sansheng heard that sound, he felt a lingering fear, thinking to himself that it was fortunate he had cultivated the "Kun Chaos."

"You play basketball too?" Lin Wanqing looked at Wang Tao suspiciously. Wang Tao was a fresh college graduate; how good could he possibly be at basketball? Moreover, they were facing a star player with formidable strength.

This was precisely the main reason Old Man Stealing-Heaven ranked among the Seven Extremes of Martial Arts. His strength did not lie in his martial talent, but in his mastery of the nether arts and his ability to calculate fate.

He had even used an encrypted channel, yet all that answered him was a burst of static.

Li Hanxue took the two sisters and quickly departed the Dragon Realm, then settled on a desolate mountain in the middle of Lake Tianze.

"However, I may die, but I cannot lose my dignity in the way of alchemy, nor can I fail to defend my honor as the premier alchemist of the Desolate Domain..." Situ Buku murmured.

The three words were on the tip of his tongue, yet Qin Moshi could not bring himself to say them. At this point, it was too late for anything. Tonight was his fault; regardless of the reasoning, a grave mistake had been made. What good would an apology do?

The entire classroom fell silent. Professor Mei swept his gaze across the room, seemingly spotting Lu Xuehua, Liu Qianxue, and the other students from Central University. Lu Xuehua noticed the corners of Mei Guangdi’s mouth lift into a faint smile, which he quickly restrained, returning to his dignified and composed manner as a teacher.

Seeing how determined Zhang Hongmei was, Lu Xuehua could not sway her and had to let her go ahead and remove the flight boot from the injured Japanese soldier’s right foot.

"So, are we still going to follow the Princess and escort her to the Xu residence?" Mo Zhu asked Mo Yu tentatively.

The Heaven-Piercing Fortress was situated within the Yongyang Mountains, and the temple atop it was the seat of the Divine Gate.

In any case, he was determined to secure the Heavenly Cliff Manor this time. After all, the more renowned he became, the greater the chance his parents would hear of him—that was far better than wandering the world searching for them.

"Meow, meow..." Qianji curled its lip. It had always wanted to find another fire seed, but unfortunately, it had never encountered one, not even a rotten one.

Wang Peng was not surprised that Xiang Guangming was passing the buck at this moment; he exchanged a few polite words, directly took his leave of the Sanze Town government, and headed straight for Wutong County.

February 14th. The tenth day of the first lunar month. Valentine’s Day. The church after the snow was exceptionally peaceful and quiet. The large white cloth with a red cross spread across the roof of the church appeared even more striking and dazzling against the backdrop of the snowy sunlight.

Meanwhile, the grand banquet at the Imperial City's premier restaurant had just concluded. The major gangs departed one after another, leaving only Long Xing Tianxia, Young Master Hua, and Guyu chatting in a private room. The Iron-Blooded faction had a major mission in the Imperial City this time, for which Nianhua had already headed out ahead with Tie Zheng and the others.

Within seconds, the thrown torch landed swiftly and was extinguished in the deep pit.

Ye Feng asked Zhang Yang in confusion whether he had cured Tu Jianfeng’s illness. Furthermore, what had he been doing in there for so long? Had the doctors and nurses not kicked him out?

After all, everyone has moments of poor judgment, and as relatives, it seemed reasonable for them to help Xing Liangjun.

Eight hundred catties—this was truly an unbelievable figure; at the very least, for Wang Jingpo, such a number was difficult to imagine.

Yaya, who had been happy just moments before, suddenly burst into loud sobs, looking utterly miserable.

However, the Desolate God Ring was, after all, a relic of the previous Desolate God. Obtaining it was a great honor, so it was not entirely without benefits—at the very least, it was good for one’s reputation.

"Just a moment ago, when I went out, a black shadow kept walking toward me. Just now, it was right outside our tent, wuwu..." In the end, Su Ranran could not hold back any longer and burst into tears, sobbing aggrievedly on Su Qinghan’s shoulder. If she had known, she wouldn't have been so greedy for that chicken leg.

Calculating every penny and nursing every grievance, he raised the general’s command sword in his hand and hacked down fiercely, severing a corner of the square table.

He knew that for Baili Xuanwu, his life might have been shortened by another day.

Guan Jinlin’s grand, general-like demeanor left Wang Guolun and the others filled with admiration. Guan Jinlin remained unshaken by the shock, his calm composure serving as a silent source of encouragement to everyone.

After You Nianguo and Yinzi left in the car, Guan Jinlin set off on foot, heading in the direction of Zijing Village.

Zhong Wanchou glanced at the dripping wet Dao Baifeng, then at Ye Feng, his expression quite strange. However, he was so preoccupied with worry for Gan Baobao that he had little interest in gossip.

His craftsmanship was exquisite, and the jade statue was carved beautifully indeed. Yet, the statue was dead after all. Moreover, it was carved in my likeness, and I was clearly right there beside him—why did he ignore me and only stare痴ily at the statue, his gaze filled with such unbearable love? Why?