Volume 1, Chapter 24: Sharing a Bed for the First Time

Knowing that Xu Qingning liked to toss and turn in bed, Pei Xi had specifically ordered a king-sized bed for her room. However, as he felt a galaxy’s worth of distance between them at this moment, Pei Xi couldn't help but think that a smaller bed might not have been such a bad idea after all.

Xu Qingning clutched his sleeve with one hand, afraid to make any further movements. She was likely aware that her request to sleep together was somewhat ambiguous; although she and Pei Xi had kissed and embraced, she had never intended to take things any further. Thus, she had readily accepted the arrangement of them both sleeping in her room. But Pei Xi’s mention of suicide had truly terrified her, and she was afraid of seeing those images in her mind again, only...

Yan Xi pursed her lips, feeling sullen. Who said she didn't care about the opinions of others? And why should she have to endure them for his sake?

Lu Yuhan nodded quickly. Xia Xinghan stood up and walked away, taking a seat by the nearby campfire. This dilapidated boat still needed as much repair as possible. As for making Yan Xi stop—perhaps she was only trying to force her out to negotiate?

A glance at the entirety of the World Tree made it look much like Mount Chuangjie, giving one the impulse to shout out for a "Dragon Sword."

"This lion-type twilight beast has an aura even more powerful than the other four!" Situ Gui remarked.

Listening to the persistent questioning of the people around her, Ruan Shisu lifted her head proudly and stepped directly into the car.

It had slept for a thousand years and still hadn't had enough; even a Poke Flute probably wouldn't wake it. If it were a mule blocking the road, it would likely be cursed to death by trainers—though its size wasn't quite that of a Snorlax, it could absorb light, so unless you carried a Flash spell, you'd be bumping into walls everywhere. Aside from fish-type Pokémon, there were Corsola on the coral, staring at them with wide eyes, their head branches looking like a small forest.

"Father, was it the work of the main family?" Luo Qing lay in bed, already harboring his own suspicions.

The people inside the tent were all Qi Wuxia’s confidants. Upon hearing this, they were neither shocked nor surprised; instead, they furrowed their brows, focusing intently as they pondered the implications of Mr. Dong’s words.

"I know this match holds a very special meaning for some," Li Yi said, his gaze sweeping over Tony, Zola, and even Guardiola.

"Friend, are you here to stir up trouble? Do you know who owns this shop? You didn't even bother to ask—is this place, the Chi Sect, somewhere you can just run wild?" Surprisingly, having recovered his composure, Shi Shouxin not only overcame his trembling legs but also managed to keep his lips from quivering. His words actually carried a certain air of authority.

However, if the transmigrator proved incompetent, the main system would have to arrange for the host to step in—either to take over the transmigrator's mission or to assist them in completing it.

Mo Qi was clever. The moment Lin Yong said there was "a creature," she knew he wasn't referring to a human. If she could take this opportunity to clear things up with Jin Lin, it would be a good thing.

For the production team, the most fundamental rule was that everything served the ratings. Since the audience was responding, they were happy to go with the flow. If they could humiliate this underperforming contestant through an interview, it might just create a hot topic for the show.

If Mu Yibai really abandoned her for his own mother, she would feel even more heartbroken, because in his heart, his choice between her and his mother would always be his mother.

The shopkeeper was a stout man, only at the Concentration Realm. Seeing Long Qianxun had a question for him, he immediately agreed to help. Long Qianxun clutched her soft armor with one hand, as if afraid the giant might snatch it away, while brandishing her Panlong staff to strike the giant’s arm with the other.

As the car reached Chang Lin, he timely deployed a smoke bomb. A sudden, intense burst of gunfire erupted, instantly downing a row of Vietnamese soldiers. Chang Lin and the Zhong sisters moved swiftly, leaping onto the transport vehicle.

"You'er, where have you been these past few days? We couldn't get through on your phone!" Brother Haoran said.

The delegation from the Shengxing Sect visiting the Qingfeng Sect consisted of four people: Gu Suxu, the eldest disciple of the Shengxing Sect's Grand Elder Shi Zhongxing; the second disciple, Li Yan; and two Elders of the Shengxing Sect at the late Golden Core stage.

"Yunying remembers," she whispered, her hair shielding her eyes. No physical pain could ever compare to the ache in her heart.

A moment later, Tian Xuan and Long Qianxun were in a chase, weaving beneath the Immortal Palace. Ming Yue Tian was right; in these three years, he had indeed advanced another level, reaching the threshold of the Chonglou realm. Even so, channeling those Qi blades was incredibly taxing, especially the precise control required, which exhausted his spirit and energy. He desperately needed to find a place to meditate and recover.

"I, Huang Feihu, have a report to submit!" A tall, spirited man stepped out from the ranks. Huang Feihu was the God of Mount Tai, holding the title of the Great Emperor of the Eastern Peak, Mount Tai, and was the leader of the hundreds of thousands of mountain gods in the mortal realm.

Ten minutes later, Gan Zhaoxiang finally confirmed that both engines provided by Han Hao were in excellent condition.

Xu Feng drove aimlessly. There were fewer and fewer things in the real world that could stir his heart. It seemed that after a few days of preparation, he would have to head to the otherworld.

Wasn't Qianjiang Motorcycle a state-owned enterprise? Shouldn't the officials there serve the people? Why engage in these underhanded schemes?

"Is what you say true?" A flicker of excitement appeared in Old Scorpion's eyes as he looked at Situ Jie, quickly sending a telepathic message.

"Brother Crown Prince," Xuanpu said, "if I can complete this expedition on my own, I will surely be promoted. If the promotion is successful, I can leave the magnificent Imperial Palace and accompany the breeze to battle across the world."

There were four of them in total: Zuo Ting and Zheng Yuanbao from the Twelve Vajras of the Songshan Sword Sect, Tang Mitian of the Tang Sect, and a master from Shu named Li Chujiu. Many disciples of the Tang Sect turned pale, even more astonished than when they had witnessed Tang Xiaotian lose in the poison duel.

Having worked hard all day and suffered from mental exhaustion, Chen Lingxi was brought away from the campus by him. Han Hao, being very considerate, told her to get some rest early.

Perhaps it was because only a deathly silence could suppress the madness within.

"After knocking out these creatures, a piece of information similar to a score will appear. This was planted on them by my master beforehand, and this information will serve as the final multiplier for your assessment."