Volume 1, Chapter 55: Mother, I Want to Get Married!

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Wang Rou’s son was utterly incapable of bearing such immense destiny. Seizing the opportunity, Yuan Tiangang attempted to siphon half of that destiny from the boy into himself. However, Li Dongsheng had long anticipated Yuan Tiangang’s scheme and struck him down precisely as he was drawing away the destiny.

“Alright, why have you appeared here again? Aren’t you afraid of being detected by the World-Controlling Laws?” Lin Weiwei asked.

“Your humble servant... your humble servant never expected it to be a breech birth either! This subject checked the pulse thoroughly and found no abnormalities whatsoever, which gave me such a fright that I broke out in a cold sweat!” Imperial Physician Hu explained with an embarrassed expression.

“Very well, Senior, please enlighten us on the realm divisions of the boundless Mount Xumi Heaven,” Jiang Tian nodded.

With a sudden shift in the camera angle, the screen revealed anxiously waiting patients in Donghai City one after another.

However, these individuals had the misfortune of running into Zhao Wuji. Relying on his profound hearing and acute perception, he easily pinpointed the scattered positions of the five people. He gestured to Lin Yu, who knowingly slowed her pace and, through her own exceptional senses, also detected the hiding spots of the enemy close by.

He wondered how many chances of victory he would have if he were to fight the top-ranking experts on the Glacial Rankings now.

Following several major battles, the recovery period was always the time when Lu Xuan was in his prime condition—a conclusion that had long since been established. Hearing the Divine Realm suggest this, it might genuinely turn out to be an excellent idea. Unexpectedly, the practical combat target assigned by the Divine Realm was none other than Oufa Usu.

“Alright, have you all discussed what kind of song you want me to write?” Lin Weiwei asked. She had been keeping an eye on the comment section, so she naturally knew what genres people wanted her to sing. Chinese style? Was this kind of music really that difficult to write?

After successively taking down four waves of enemies and securing a sufficiently wide territory, Zhao Wuji signaled for the main force to advance. The troops deployed according to the terrain and set up an ambush, with the artillery battalion dividing into three fire points, each reinforced by a company. By the time everyone was fully prepared, day was just beginning to break.

Ever since the two of them escaped, Lin Shuangyue had been constantly tempting him, dropping suggestive and provocative remarks from time to time, forcing him to forcibly suppress his surging impulses over and over again.

Her primary concern was whether her parents were living comfortably, but since arrangements had already been made for them here, her mind was finally at ease.

That cold gaze seemed capable of piercing through the thick rock walls and penetrating the spell-woven underground entrance, leaving nothing hidden from its view.

Today’s protagonist, Wei Jiusi, was dressed in elaborate formal attire. The chubby toddler sat before the crowd and let out a slow yawn.

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“Whatever you like, since you won’t cook what I want to eat anyway,” Ye Yun shrugged, holding the child as she walked into the house.

Riding her bicycle nearby, she spotted a familiar figure inside a large hotel—it was none other than Su Haoran.

They still carried the surname Duan, sharing the same family name as that man, and the given name itself fit the naming conventions of the Duan family perfectly.

“He won’t have any free time for quite a while. You should just head back and wait patiently for news,” the assistant said with a smile.

Duan Jiajia rubbed her face. She clearly wasn’t cut out for commando-style travel; given this pace and schedule, if she weren't going to see Sui Jiali, she wouldn't have made this trip for all the world.

If an ordinary thief were caught by the homeowner, they would naturally fall to their knees and beg for mercy in every possible way, but Sun Hanshan simply hardened his neck and stubbornly braced himself.

Yet, the times had changed, human hearts had changed, and commerce had changed too. Today, even though he knew this tea guest was an unrefined brute, he still went to every length to personally tend to him with meticulous care.

“So that’s how it is. Then Qin Tian, do you mean that you can use Liu Jingchen to help the Nine Palaces Sword Sect acquire that plot of land to rebuild the sect?” Ling Changfeng inquired.

There were many times when Hai Ruoxi desperately wanted to ask if he and her mother had shared that exact same unspoken understanding.

“This... Sister Bai, this is far too precious...” Nangong Yu’er had already stepped into the Tribulation Crossing Realm, and her discernment was naturally extraordinary. At a single glance, she recognized the unique brilliance of the Supreme Beauty set.

Having tasted the benefits brought by power, she understood better than most people that in this society, members of the privileged elite with connections like her could bully others at will—and gloat over it afterward, provided she was willing to do so.

With every gesture and movement, the man exuded the poise of a scholar from a distinguished family. Even though a certain sorrow in his gaze could never be erased, Bo Che still felt that this was a man with a rich and deep story.

As a favored son of the heavens, he had never suffered such a blow before, and consequently harbored a bitter hatred for Qin Tian. His words were by no means mere angry outbursts; once he returned to South Korea, he truly intended to muster forces to deal with Qin Tian once again.

Behind Hu Haiyang, a prodigy who looked thoroughly arrogant and overbearing began cursing aloud.

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“Our intelligence personnel found it on a tieba forum. They seem to be in Tiandu City right now. Do we need to send someone to eliminate him?” His subordinate made a slicing motion across his neck.

Noticing that Gu Sheng did not wear any expression of smug triumph, Campbell’s countenance looked noticeably more relaxed than just a moment ago.

Hearing Wu Zizhuo’s words, Yunyun felt an immense sense of security and eager anticipation. Zizhuo said he was coming tomorrow to marry her; tomorrow, she would truly become Zizhuo’s wife. This union, as if decreed in a past life, would finally be witnessed by the world as they became a genuine family.

He refused to believe it, he dared not believe it. In an instant, it felt as though the heavens had collapsed, shattering his world into countless jagged pieces.

After wiping away her tears, Su Xiling pulled her down to sit beside her. “Alright, it’s my fault. I admit I was somewhat worried about you, but when I remembered that Zhang Qi is an upright gentleman after all, my worries vanished.”

Yet, he had been exceedingly leisurely these past few days. After morning court sessions, he would come straight here, and there had never been anyone seeking an audience with him.

In a flash, the figures of ancient elves filled every corner of the cramped space, forcing the federal rebels and the others to temporarily abandon their siege on Gu Sheng.

Wielding his long spear with a mighty sweep, the terrifying force directly shattered the tornado, which even ice-attribute abilities had been powerless against.

The entire imperial city was instantly plunged into a state of profound grief. Though the sun shone brightly in the sky, it felt as though a heavy layer of gloom hung overhead.

Yin Shixiu’s tone was courteous and modest when speaking to an elder, completely devoid of the arrogance and contempt he had earlier deliberately directed toward Guo Tong and Yin Shiqing.

“Prefect Lord?” Cheng Yin hurriedly stood up to adjust his court attire. He knew that the plague crisis had alerted Zhao Yi, but he had no idea what had brought Zhao Yi to Fanyang County. While Zhao Yi’s prestige in Fanyang County was undeniably immense, prestige was utterly powerless against a plague in times like these.

In Song Yazhu’s view, even the police had no right to force her into hiding. After all, she hadn’t done a single thing wrong, let alone committed any illegal act.

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