Volume One, Chapter 62: New Rules in the Prince’s Residence

Although Master Wang felt somewhat displeased, he had to admit that the princess’s move was indeed ingenious.

He pondered for a moment before finally speaking, “What the princess says is absolutely right. My son does have some understanding of carpentry, and if he could serve the royal residence, it would be his honor.”

“That’s good.”

For the next ten minutes or so, neither side found any decent opportunity, and soon the match entered injury time.

He worried that Li Huaide, learning by himself, would fail to grasp the essence and end up diverging from the chairman’s understanding, which would be troublesome.

At this moment, Ye Tiansheng began to teach San Ya the basics of using the butterfly puppet.

In their eyes, disciples with royal blood were the most outstanding, while the blood of mere mortals would only hinder their cultivation.

Leng Qingqiu knew she was no match for Shen Chenfeng. She raised her hand and sent a crimson sword beam into the sky.

The couple’s deep affection for each other made it understandable why the family head would spend so much effort on someone considered useless.

Sharp arrows gleamed coldly, nearly invisible to the naked eye as they pierced the air and produced a shrill whistling sound.

Not long after the Xu family arrived, Li Xuan left the clubhouse with his fourth sister and the manager, sending them back to Wangshan Hotel.

He trembled, clutching his chest as if a fire burned within. Unable to endure it any longer, he suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood—a shocking sight.

Ma Zi’s words rang true; with time, if that body regained consciousness, its new awareness would have nothing to do with Chacha.

The staircase ended at a battered iron door. When Miao Kedi opened it, the door screeched unpleasantly.

Yun Moyu pursed her lips, wanting to touch her nose and dodge his heated gaze, but the man was clever and simply grabbed her hand. Unwilling to submit, Yun Moyu tried to retaliate with her free hand, but the man was intent on besting her; in less than two seconds, he firmly trapped both her rebellious hands in his single palm.

Liang Hao’s lips curled slightly. The Demon Lord System was actually a set left behind by the Peerless Heavenly Lord, a collection of rules that could help the host improve even in his absence.

When Liu Yi truly unleashed this combat power, he could compensate for the disadvantages of his background. Ao Lie and Jiang Chengdao were innately powerful, but if Liu Yi mastered the origin power of yin and yang, he could bridge this gap completely. Even in ordinary places, without relying on the geographical advantages of mountains and rivers, Liu Yi would have nothing to fear.

Duobao was overjoyed; at last, the mentor had stepped forth to seek justice for those fallen fellow disciples.

“Then kill him.” Luo Nan had no intention of doing it personally. One-on-one, the opponent would have no chance at all.

Within moments of entering, nearly everyone encountered the dragon clan that permeated the entire Divine Evolution Land.

He led the children to water the lotus seeds again. The water level wasn’t too high, just enough for the sprouts to emerge above the surface.

Both men watched Xia Rong, especially Lin Zheng’s playful expression, which seemed to say she had seriously offended someone. Xia Rong felt uneasy, snorted, and went upstairs.

Whether it was Hong Zhenying, Hui Cun, or those thousands of miles away from Jiuyang Immortal Sect and Blood Blade Alliance, someone at this moment let their negative emotions toward Liang Hao reach a new height. It spilled over thirteen points, transformed into a system prompt, and entered Liang Hao’s mind.

Chen Yu’s explanation eased my mind a little. It seemed I was too suspicious. I shouldn’t force her just because I couldn’t find Zhang Muqing. I let go of Chen Yu’s arms, feeling a bit lost.

Her question caught me off guard. As her brother in earnest, I didn’t want to leave such an impression on my sister.

Thinking of that night, of the demon’s bite as if it wanted to tear all the flesh from my shoulder, the pain that pierced to my soul—remembering it now, my whole body was once again engulfed in boundless terror.