Volume 1, Chapter 42: He is Like a Riddle

She wondered whether, when he originally chose the gift, he had done so with the intention of buying her an anniversary present, or Ruan Zheng's birthday present.

With just that brief interception, the wrapping cloth smoothly rolled forward, engulfing the furry arm that the six-armed monkey had thrust out to attack, and then vibrated with a force originating from thin air.

The whole affair began simply because the first chieftain's wife of the Rakshasa tribe had rescued an outsider and even let this person discover the location of the spiritual veins. Although the chieftain had managed to limit the damage in time by using the Demon-Suppressing Array's containment method, the spiritual veins still suffered varying degrees of damage.

Because his wife had been driven to her death by the Spirit Hall, he had spent this period roaming about, smashing into remote Spirit Hall branches whenever he found them.

The staircase was quiet, untouched by passersby, and filled with the faint scent of disinfectant peculiar to hospitals.

One must know that over all these years, following the senior disciple he accepted a decade ago from the Yongluan Academy, Master Taixu had never taken on another apprentice.

"As long as this matter can be resolved, young man, you will be the benefactor of our Rakshasa tribe!" Wu Mu's eyes shone brightly, as though he could already see a brilliant future for the Rakshasa tribe.

The Skyeye technician magnified the kidnapper's facial features slightly, and then initiated an AI locking and testing sequence.

On the third day, Yang and Zhao each shouldered a carrying pole with two large baskets on either end, transporting their goods to the vegetable market.

The security guard opened his mouth, but ultimately said nothing. To admit the truth would simply be too humiliating.

"Will you go wash first, or shall I? Or perhaps together? Or maybe with Chiyo added in as well?" Lily asked with a mischievous smile.

Anyone who knew him knew that he could not ride the clouds. The Pengchuang Immortal was a tyrant at the bottom of the water and a good-for-nothing above the clouds; his ascent today was merely to test the incantation of the Ziyi Sect on a whim, driven entirely by the moment's inspiration. How could he possibly know the cloud path he was traveling? This clearly proved the matter was a fabrication.

The Hundred-Fold Sonic Speed Talisman was activated, and its formidable power instantly surged through Zhang Jingfan's extraordinary meridians and the twelve celestial meridians.

Ignoring the system entirely, he retrieved the Golden Hairpin, the Falling Rain Flying Flower Sword, the Willow Leaf Phoenix Wing Armor, the Flying Phoenix Scorching Flame Pill, and the Azure Haze Spirit Transformation Manual, placing them neatly before himself.

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Secondly, the gameplay format was monotonous, relying entirely on mindless grinding and heavy spending, which would cause most players to abandon the game after only a short while.

Seeing this, and knowing they would by no means allow him to pass, Xu Yan decided to waste no more breath on them.

The dark shadow lunged forward once more, its formless gaze fixed upon them. Yet, as if bound by some restriction, they were ultimately unable to emerge from the icy cavern.

"Don't touch that blister; your fingernails are dirty and it will worsen the infection," Ziyi said, gently removing her hand from her ear.

Seeing her transferred back, Chu Jialuxuan was immensely surprised. However, due to Chuxia's instructions, she said nothing at all.

"Sun Le, take another look. Can you still pierce through his cultivation realm?" Zhao Hao pointed at Du Zang opposite him.

Through spatial displacement, Han Feng opened his eyes. Beneath the familiar cliffside lay an unfamiliar beast-shaped Honkai beast; looking at the mane around its neck, it somewhat resembled a lion.

Xia Wuyu turned her head away, attempting to evade her sister's gaze, but Xia Qing pulled her into a tight embrace.

Not long after Han Feng became the young master and began managing World Serpent, a major Honkai outbreak occurred, giving rise to two Herrscher entities: the Herrscher of Ice and the Herrscher of Stars. Han Feng had fought both Herrscher entities almost single-handedly.

Yet there was no longer any room for hesitation. He had to make certain things completely clear to Qingbao; otherwise, explaining them later would become terribly troublesome.

Two players who had already transitioned to the advanced classes of [Berserker] and [Assassin] halted their steps to listen to the regional announcement.

"Who do you think you are? How dare you speak such discourteous words to me? Don't think that just because Xia Xingyu is backing you, you can show disrespect to the imperial family." Xia Sanpao grew rather irritated, believing the fault lay entirely with Xia Xingyu.

The video released by Shen Yi'an was a direct and merciless slap to her face, leaving her absolutely no room for retreat.

Xia Qinghuan felt as though his disdain was literally overflowing from his eyes without the slightest concealment, making her so angry that smoke practically billowed from her nostrils.

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"Apologies, your illness is mostly recovered now. Moving forward, it is best to use medicinal diets to restore your body's vital energy," Lin Qi said.

Perhaps out of excessive worry, Jian Mo rambled on at length. Then she released Jian Qianqian and gently rubbed her tear-blurred eyes.

Chen Xi had already taken action. Even though Shalis still felt a trace of anxiety, she could feel the excitement building in her body, coupled with the thrill of adventure. Abandoning any further insistence, she merely diverted a sliver of her awareness to monitor the surrounding movements.

"What, was I right? I'll just sleep in this room!" Gu Yicheng pointed directly at Blue Nicole's bedroom.

"Well, you know now." Blue Nicole felt not a shred of wrongdoing on her part; the only thing she cared about was Gu Yicheng's perspective, while anyone else fell completely outside her sphere of concern.

The plump driver smiled bitterly, thinking: *You may consider it a good thing because you aren't the one making the papers; if it actually hit the papers, that gang would easily come looking for payback.*

Continuing onward, the second room on the left was identical to the previous one. Ye Xiaorou was bewildered—could all twenty-some consecutive rooms possibly be guest rooms?

Tan Liang was beyond explaining himself. Yang Ding obviously knew he had been stirring up trouble in the background. Since he had kept up the act for so long and still refused to come clean, Yang Ding would undoubtedly report him right along with the others.

Yang Ding held the lowest status, so whether they played or not, he would not be the first to voice an opinion. If they wanted to play, he would accompany them; if not, that was fine too. In truth, he merely wanted more opportunities to converse and build a rapport with Chen Zhuorong.

Regardless of who this person was, he had no relation to him. In his sixteen years of life, the role of a father had never existed. It had not existed in the past, it did not exist in the present, and it never would in the future.

"The person you were just discussing," a voice laughed heartily from the night sky as a figure stepped into the brightly lit hall, revealing the newcomer to all present.