Volume 1, Chapter 33: The Funeral Procession

Yan Yu looked at his sister. "Regarding the incident at the Tianwei Teahouse that day, did you really think I wouldn't know the truth just because you lied to me? Could an ordinary woman withstand a blow from a Four-Eyed Demon Fox?"

Beyond that, the Beauty-Nurturing Fruit actually possesses many other functions; it is an indispensable auxiliary ingredient for refining many highly potent pills. Truth be told, very few people would bother refining it directly into a beauty-nurturing pill.

"Are you snapping at me?" Since a parting was inevitable, Dongfang Luoling had intended to say nothing more, yet the very thought of that impending separation made her yearn to speak a few more words to Qin Zhantian, even if it were just to bicker.

Now that Gege believes he is cheating, divorce holds no sorrow for her. She will not be saddened.

However, the momentum was far fiercer than before. Under the infusion of divine power and astonishing speed, every snowflake became as sharp as metal. As the gale howled, even the slightest touch promised a wretched fate of being reduced to nothing but bone.

"Give me a smile!" For some reason, Hei Buyi suddenly felt that Zhenlan had drifted even further away. He gently smoothed her worried brow with his hand, and when she didn't react, he simply pinched the corners of her mouth and tugged them upward.

Before Yuan Qi could finish his sentence, the lightning tribulation descending from the sky suddenly changed color—shifting from white to red, red to purple, purple to blue, and finally into streaks of ghostly blue lightning that connected heaven and earth. From afar, it looked like a field of spectral blue fire burning across the land where black waters flowed.

"Then I will slaughter that band of rebels and every last one of the unruly commoners they have had contact with, leaving none alive! You know I am capable of it." Li Mu's eyes were filled with murderous intent, his tone vicious and ruthless.

What Big Head said was very reasonable; he was entirely correct. The Triad Formation is merely an auxiliary formation with no offensive power whatsoever. Using such a formation to surround me is completely useless.

"Reporting to Your Highness, I shall do my utmost." Head Physician Chen knew the stakes were immense and dared not make any promises, though judging by his demeanor, the issue should not be grave.

"Buyi, do you see that stone statue on the mountain peak in the distance?" Zhenlan's train of thought seemed somewhat erratic, or perhaps it was because she had suddenly discovered something. She pointed toward a mountain peak standing by the Lanyin River not far away.

After returning to the villa, An Qingqian went to rest in her upstairs bedroom. The old lady had not been in good spirits lately and was also resting.

Li Jing is always like this when she speaks; occasionally, she is so bold that I find myself completely unable to handle it, and this time was no exception.

This appearance, as ignorant and innocent as a toddler's, caused a sharp pain to strike He Zhizhou’s heart, as if someone had caught him off guard and plunged a needle into the softest part of his chest, forcing him to gasp for air.

Serving tea to signal the end of the visit—Bai Ye saw it clearly. A knot tightened in his chest, but he forced a smile, put his crow-feather mask back on, and bowed in salute before taking his leave.

Dozens of feet before Lu Yu, a figure in gray slowly materialized. The being stood ten feet tall, with a green face and fangs, holding a massive, broad-bladed scythe in its hand.

Thinking it was a client, I composed myself and answered the call, never expecting to hear Xiao Yan’s voice on the other end.

"A royal decree? Dare to ask me for a royal decree again, and see if I don't have your head off this instant!" As she spoke, she threw the Princess's medallion that Shouyang had produced right into the imperial guard's face, leaving him dazed and dizzy.

"This residence must be to President Gu's liking, after all, the Vice President knows him..." Yu An'an slumped into her chair, finally feeling completely at ease.