Chapter 55: Jumping the Tracks

Six months after Gu Chunshan's passing, right in the heat of summer, Gu Sheng bought a bouquet of flowers, waiting to go pay her respects the next day.

At that time, she was living with the Zhao family when she casually scrolled past Gu Chunshan's name on her phone. Attached to the announcement was a latest roster, densely packed with names, and she scrolled for ages without reaching the bottom.

Back then, she deliberately numbed herself and refused to pursue the truth, but at this moment, deep within her heart...

The cross-rank assessment in the Sect Master's examination could indeed be undertaken by a disciple of the sect instead. However, given the significant gap in strength between most disciples and their sect masters, very few sect masters would ever let their disciples take the assessment in order to secure a foolproof victory.

She was destined to become a Best Actress; if she were to star in a box-office flop, she would only find herself drifting further and further away from that title.

Yet, collaborating with Lu Chen was something... she currently had zero interest in, especially considering there was a jealous vinegar jar waiting for her at home.

Listening to this father and son engaged in a completely baffling and nonsensical conversation, young An Xiaoxiao expressed that she was utterly bewildered.

She had no desire to see Xin Ye, a man who merely used her. To think she had once foolishly believed he genuinely loved her; when she was captured and taken to the Nan cai Kingdom, her mind had been entirely set on escaping just to see Xin Ye.

Passing through another two train carriages, the old lady had yet to be caught, but the unlucky Chen Chen was intercepted by a patrolling train conductor.

Yun'er refused to believe in her heart that any of this was real, yet following Xiangxiang's analysis, it all seemed unmistakably real.

Amidst the warm candlelight, Feng Guang sat by the bedside, looking with contentment upon the quiet, sleeping face of Xiaoxiao. She seemed to hear the sound of the door opening, but before she even had time to turn her head, she was already pulled into the man's embrace.

Aside from a drastic change in personality and a cold aloofness upon waking up, Li Taoqi could eat and drink well, and his body seemed to have suffered no major ailments.

Professor Yuan Longping of later generations had cultivated hybrid rice strains that resolved the food crises of China and the world. He was a well-deserved national treasure, and an idol in Yuan Wuji's heart who stood on equal footing with the Grand Progenitor.

"Ah, ah, old sir," Song Qiaoyu dashed over in a flurry before I could reply, "Could you possibly give me a moment..." It was truly frighteningly polite.

International criminal forces were growing increasingly rampant, bringing tremendous resistance and severe tests to their work.

"Confucian arts and spells encompass a myriad of transformations, yet when I watched you sparring and fighting with others, it seemed you were only accustomed to using poetic combat techniques?" Zhang Xuanyi asked in a deep voice.

"Twins?" Jiang Qiu finally spoke up, merely casting a sidelong glance at Liang An without any extra expression.

"Teacher Ye, we've heard all about your situation from Principal Jin. Don't you dare agree to Shi Mingben's atrocious demand, and don't be afraid of him! We're right here with you! At worst, just pack up and come straight to our Xianjiba Brigade, and let's see what Shi Mingben can possibly do to you!" Zhang Dalei declared.

She could only sit inside the car, clutching that movie ticket, at a complete loss for words, as if she were holding a hot potato.

Huang Zongming felt as though he had punched a wad of cotton; that sense of emptiness instantly filled his mood with profound sorrow and grief, depressing him almost to the point of madness.

Song Shaoqing glanced at her. To think she had a mixed fragment of the Sun God's divinity, yet was still afraid of the sun—truly a rare sight.

The eldest sister, Niu Chunxiang, also crowded over, and the three siblings huddled together to carefully inspect the pair of emerald-green bracelets.

The two chatted and laughed merrily. Feeling that her presence was no longer needed here, and fearing they might actually concoct some three-colored floral forehead makeup and experiment on her face, Liu Wei hurriedly seized the opportunity to excuse herself.

Chang Kong had no time for second thoughts; Zhong Yugu and Xiaoyou Xing behind him had already crossed their swords in a combined attack, slicing toward his neck in a pincer movement shaped like the Chinese character "Ren". Chang Kong whirled his sword in a "Long Rainbow Piercing the Sun" maneuver, blocking like a startled sparrow as he met their combined blade strike, forcibly redirecting their assault toward his front.

The man cursed as he wound up his fist and punched Zhao Sanxing. Realizing this fellow was deliberately looking for trouble—and remembering that even a rabbit will bite when pushed into a corner—Zhao Sanxing didn't care whether he was Japanese or British; he stepped forward and gave him a thorough thrashing.