Volume One, Chapter 34: Going to the Seashore at Night

Yet this Ye Cheng is truly strange; how could he change so drastically all of a sudden? In the past, whenever he saw me, he would hide far away, trembling with fear. Now, the way he looks at me is as if I were nothing more than an ordinary person.

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Once they had walked some distance away, Xiaohu caught up and asked, "Brother, are you just going to leave it at that? The village chief certainly won't do anything to them."

"Nonsense. Of course I know that. The village chief was the one who ordered them to do it in the first place, so how could he possibly punish them? At most, he’ll give them a lecture, and that will be the end of it."

"Then what was all that for?"

"To disgust them. Let's go. I feel much better now—time to head home, eat, and sleep."

With nothing to do during the day, Ye Cheng went to his eldest brother's house to play with his...

After the old Daoist Yimei ascended to the Immortal Realm, the group felt a complex mix of emotions. Regardless, achieving ascension and being ranked among the immortals was truly a joyous and celebratory event. Composing themselves, they rested for a moment before heading out of the dense forest, even though they had no idea where they were headed next.

Mother Wang had a clever plan, but was Ye Kui really such a fool that she could be hoodwinked by a few words?

When they reached the relay station, Tian Zheng had already been waiting for a long time, accompanied by four squads—a hundred men in total—of the Huben Guard. Just as Liu Feng reached Tian Zheng and was about to issue the order to move, Xu Song came running out of the station. He was covered in dust, and anyone who didn't know better would have thought he was some hillbilly fresh out of a ravine.

Moreover, the methods she suggested were merely offered as a friendly favor; she had signed no agreement with the Liu family and received no payment.

"So when you said you wanted to see if there was any light, you meant you wanted to see if someone was lighting a fire in the clearing of the horse farm?" Ling Lan asked Gu Hanhao.

A moment later, under Mother Shen’s signal, Cui pushed Ye Kui's shoulder gently. Ye Kui muttered something brief and indistinct, turned slightly to her side, and fell silent again.

He arranged for Jonathan and the others to mine at the entrance to the third level of the mine. Although the ore there was pitifully scarce, it was better than nothing, and most importantly, there were no zombies to harass them.

"Don't attack yet!" Bu Ai Da Jiang You stumbled forward, his heart seized with alarm. He cursed himself silently—how could he have made such a mistake? Fortunately, he was rich in combat experience; when his shield bash missed, he immediately flung his flying shield to stabilize the Duke of Ceylon’s aggro.

"Master Huijian, I must trouble you to repeat what you said earlier to my master." Madam He appeared troubled, seemingly unwilling to have the monk repeat his words, and she kept casting glances toward Ye Kui.

By now, Dian Wei understood that it wasn't that the opponent’s aim was poor, but that they had intentionally shot right next to his fingers—not to kill him, but to intimidate him. He dared not move again; his hands hung at his sides, his twin halberds cast upon the ground. His eyes, however, were fixed in the direction from which the arrow had been fired.

"Fine! I will grant your wish!" He suddenly pulled me into his embrace and bit down hard on my lips. A sharp, stinging pain flooded my nervous system. I gripped his clothes tightly, not knowing what he intended, and could only push against him incessantly.

Li Yang smiled slightly and used nanobots to examine Su Ming’s memory; as for interrogation, there was no need for that at all.

Li Shiming ranked twenty-ninth on the Battle Palace board, while he ranked twenty-first, with a total strength exceeding the other by more than a hundred hu.

A wave of thirty-six arrows, seven waves in total, shot out from the wide-open mouths of the thirty-six Buddha heads. Yun Fei and Xie Zi caught them with their bare hands, finally neutralizing them all.

They turned their heads from time to time to glare fiercely at the thugs. Killing intent permeated their hearts, but apart from Shi Jinhui, no one truly dared to make a move.

The wounds on their bodies had been stitched up; it was the descendants of the four elders who had done it themselves, sewing them up stitch by stitch with needle and thread.

"You are still as clever as ever." Feng Chen nodded, indirectly confirming Leng Mu's conjecture. Last time, the mission had indeed been accepted from the Mercenary Guild, and it was the kind that was impossible to distinguish—hidden among ordinary tasks, it was very difficult to identify.

"I must give you a title. I cannot bear to have you follow me in such an ambiguous way." Jin Se just listened, tears welling in the corners of her eyes, saying nothing.

"Give her to you? Haha, cousin, that doesn’t sound like something someone as infatuated as you would say." Ye Feng smiled slightly, resting his head against the tree trunk.

He judged rationally that using his meager supernatural abilities to fight against well-trained elite troops would be suicide, so Xie Peng decisively ran away even faster.

The Empress Dowager had sent people to pay respects to his late father; in terms of sentiment, reason, public duty, or personal connection, it seemed he could not refuse to see them.

Had they forgotten the words they once spoke themselves? Or perhaps, blinded by power, they no longer knew what should or should not be done?

Xu Xia asked Huangfu Yaoyang how the day’s outing went. Having done his homework on the way, Huangfu Yaoyang answered flawlessly.

Zhengze asked Minghao and, learning he hadn't eaten, stood up to fetch him a set of bowls and chopsticks, and added a bowl of rice.

Fine, she had forgotten—in the eyes of the world, she was now a lust-driven puppet emperor, and the political power of Lizhou rested entirely in the hands of her uncle.

Wan Zixiu had endured it for a long time in the conference room, but after pushing the door open, he finally lost his composure, his face blacker than the bottom of a pot.

Orcs and humans were very easy to distinguish; they possessed at least one physical trait belonging to the orc race, such as pointed ears or a long tail, yet they still resembled humans in other ways, and the language was universal.

Although Mo Wushang’s aura before… it definitely had nothing to do with demons, and besides, weren't demons unable to use spiritual energy?

A roar of laughter erupted from the crowd below. Everyone understood the implication of the loudspeaker’s words, so they stood in perfect formation, row by row.

"Praise the Light God, thank you for your mercy. Please, you and your attendants, follow me." The servant scrambled up from the ground, letting out an involuntary sigh of relief, knowing his life had been spared. He wiped the sweat from his face, his speech becoming fluent once more.

Leng Yan lifted his eyelids from the rim of his teacup and shot a cold look at the maid. Upon meeting Leng Yan’s gaze, the maid was scared half to death—what a terrifying look. It felt as if he were about to skin her alive; this man was too frightening.

Hearing this, Du Fei and Mu Xiuxu were even more astonished: "Good heavens, no wonder this guy had a compatibility of over ninety with all five types of spiritual energy during the martial exam. So he is a Divine Seed Dao Body. Wait, did I hear that right? A Divine Seed Dao Body? Why are there two..." Mu Xiuxu was left completely speechless in the face of Ye Yu.

"The Prince ordered me to wait for you here." As Gong Dong answered, Gong Xi handed over the horse reins he was holding.

After Yue Longtian left the restaurant, he wandered around the school for a while, taking the opportunity to check the locations of the Taekwondo and Karate clubs in the student hall.

All along, Yan Fei had considered being humble enough to ask questions as his greatest virtue. Before the Divine Mage could lose his temper, Yan Fei retreated in a hurry. Outside the door, he saw Alice smiling brightly. He suspected this girl had been waiting for him the whole time, and Yan Fei was quite touched. Seeing that no one was around, he quickly shuffled over.

When Mo Liang saw someone else approaching, she pulled her cloth hat a little lower, making it difficult for others to see her face. After all, she was considered a famous figure in this place; perhaps there was no one who did not know Mo Liang.