Volume 1 Chapter 36: How Could She Be So Stupid?

Compared to Gu Jinyan’s disabled eldest cousin and his lecherous third cousin, Jiang Chenyu had no impression of this quiet female cousin. Seeing Gu Min suddenly step forward now, Jiang Chenyu could not help but take a closer look at her.

Elder Qian, considering that Gu Luori would eventually have to stop relying on the family for his cultivation, decided that as a lone wolf, this exorbitantly profitable trade would be the perfect channel for gathering resources. Thus, he used the half-month of spare time to prepare him for the study of alchemy.

At this moment, Bai Ruochu’s eyes were filled with intense fury. Her personality was just as fiery, which was why she had always been so overbearing.

"A classmate gave this to me. Although I’m not really into this sort of thing, I knew you’d definitely like it, Uncle, so I saved it specifically for you." Lin Peng watched Heitong’s expression with great satisfaction.

Hearing the Griffin’s words, those present were shocked. Could this be true? Weren't magical beasts just things from games? How could they be the ancestors of the beast race?

Waking up from the dream, their forehead was covered in cold sweat. The night remained, and the light from the phoenix lantern in the courtyard struggled to pierce through the window paper, casting a rare glow into the room as the sound of heavy breathing echoed clearly.

Maniche was an experienced veteran who had some insights into how to keep up with Gu Zhen.

No sooner had the words fallen than several burly men emerged from the woods, each robust and clearly well-trained.

"Exactly! Duke Liang is rebelling and committing treason; by the law, he should be executed along with his nine generations of kin!" the Confucian scholars shouted.

"Heh, you... you wouldn't happen to be one of those heretical factions, would you?" Lin Peng leaned back into his chair, resting one arm on the backrest. Propping his chin with his hand, he looked Luo Qin up and down, speaking in a half-joking tone.

"Then what happened to them?" Lei Yi’s expression was calm, yet he could not hide the concern deep within his eyes.

"Although the chicken and the sauce are very rich, it doesn't feel greasy at all when eating it. The bell peppers are thick and soft, crisp and delicious; they not only neutralize the oiliness of the chicken but also add a refreshing texture to the entire dish," Iida Taku could not help but remark.

The reason Su Rui had this confidence was because the Life Modifier had given it to him. He believed that the new type of battery upgraded by the Life Modifier was absolutely a leading product in the industry.

The Ancestral Dragon regained his senses, finally emerging from his state of loss of control. He felt something wet and sticky on his head and reached up to touch it, coming away with a handful of blood. He did not need to guess who had done it; he looked at Ning Ze coldly, his eyes filled with killing intent.

Consequently, many of the sharp edges of the Yellow Emperor and Laozi’s teachings were polished away, merging with alchemy, sorcery, and yin-yang theories to become Taoism—with the Tao as its skin and mysticism as its bones. Incidentally, for thousands of years, they dedicated themselves to selling fake elixirs to the emperors, proving their own utility on one hand and taking a form of revenge on the other.

Youning stood on her tiptoes and planted a kiss on his lips, a kiss as light as a dragonfly skimming the water. Yet for Lu Li, it was like a massive boulder crashing into the sea of his heart, stirring up rolling waves.

Luo Fei frowned imperceptibly and offered an apologetic smile to the servants nearby. The servants, being masters at reading the room, immediately carried the bowls and chopsticks toward the kitchen, leaving the dining room space to the family of three.

Ning Ze then realized that it was already broad daylight. The Nightmare Sail he sat upon had already drawn many masters from the Yin River Ferry.

There was also the formation covering the lake. It did not resemble the Nine Palaces or Eight Trigrams, nor did it contain the Taiji or Yin-Yang, yet it possessed a profound, ineffable quality. Looking closer, the water beneath the formation did not shimmer with light; instead, it flowed obediently, like a living creature, into the fertile soil that was also arranged in a formation around the lake.