Volume One, Chapter 49: Two Birds with One Stone

Qin Xianxian had a restless night, troubled first by the disturbance caused by that person, and secondly by the worries about today’s matters. Sending sweet soup? What’s the point of sending it? It was such a hassle. She needed to devise a foolproof plan.

Outside in the corridor, the maids whispered among themselves, their voices drifting intermittently to her ears.

“I wonder what kind of rewards the manor will give this New Year? Last year, everyone got an extra two taels of silver!”

He Wan-nian deliberately showed off, launching a double blow at once, pinning two flies mid-air against the white wall.

Shi Quan had never expected this unassuming “black stone” to come alive suddenly and launch an attack on Li Xiaoshang.

Mu Hui, however, had his own confidence. He had long harbored a deep hatred for the Li family ever since he was severely beaten at the Orthopedics Hall last time. Always plotting revenge, he secretly concealed the thorny locust needles in his palm during their quarrel.

“Die!” Bai Liqi wielded her long knife, chasing after Han Zhao. As he retreated, a ghostly slash struck sharply against the Burning Tiger armor, cleaving through it.

She gazed down at the muddy mountain stream below, roaring like a stampede of horses rushing eastward. The overwhelming sense of despair was beyond words, and she collapsed weakly onto the ground.

As for the sacred mountain worshipped by the locals, when the mask was finally removed, revealing an unbelievable truth behind it, who knows how those people would feel?

Who in the world wouldn’t believe such things? Shi Quan did, for he had already witnessed them himself. The reason for his curiosity was to uncover the truth behind it all.

But the wooden stool was so hard. She was used to soft beds and fine quilts—how could she endure this? Within half an hour, her shoulders and back ached terribly. Forget sleeping; even lying down for a moment was difficult.

“Yan’er, do you think that Candle Shadow hunter won’t come to cause trouble again?” Nie Hua asked. Nie Hua was a cousin to Mei Guiyan’s mother, Nie Rong’er. He relied on this maternal connection to keep close to Mei Guiyan.

Zhu Youxiao’s meals were originally managed by the Ke family, but now under Wei Zhongxian’s control, the two naturally had frequent interactions.

The giant wolf appearing above Mount Taihang was none other than the Jade Void Heavenly Wolf. It bore the command of the Cangyun from the Kunlun secret realm, gathering those ancient dormant figures!

In such a poor and backward country, someone could actually afford world-renowned brand clothing. It was undeniably a strange occurrence.

“You can’t do it yet,” Xia Xun said bluntly, delivering a simple blow. He felt that even if someone had been imprinted with psychic power, gaining proximity to Ye Qingcheng wasn’t necessarily a bad thing.

“Phantom Magic Cube?” Lan Duoduo was puzzled, for she had never heard of this Phantom Magic Cube before.

Although Long Bing didn’t know what those two Western men were up to, he sensed a trace of danger lurking. But now was not the time to dwell on this. His top priority was to prepare for the assessment and strive to enter the “Falcon” special forces.

“My second senior brother is known in the martial world as the Ghost Servant! His martial arts are sinister and unruly; no one who faces him ever survives,” Qin Zhijian said softly, his face filled with confusion and melancholy.

Various media outlets speculated on Qin Heng’s stance—was it neutral or did it support one side? This would directly affect who would control the Chen Diamond Group, and the balance seemed uncertain.

Liu Kai positioned his feet slightly apart, right foot forward, lightly stepping. Left foot behind, sole grounded, maintaining a state ready to advance or retreat at will.

Wang Hua had no time to waste with their dilly-dallying. Without another word, he charged at the nearby zombie, bayonet in hand.

Although Bain was exhausted from pulling the cart, he was also enjoying himself because Li Mingqi had shared the cultivation method without holding back, freely passing it on.

Looking at the tall young man before her, Zhang Qianqian felt a complex and indescribable emotion rise within her.

Now he had reached the Danhua realm and had ample experience practicing the Star River technique. If nothing unexpected occurred, progress could be made within three months.