Volume 1, Chapter 60: The Early Arrival of Bitter Winter

Half a month later, Cui Feng had refined the cultivation base and flesh essence of the stone monkey within the Heavenly Luo Ring. When the Heavenly Luo Flower had sealed the stone monkey's cultivation, it had also inadvertently drawn the final corner of the Seal of Creation into the ring.

After finishing, he repeatedly exchanged glances with Wu Su, signaling them to withdraw for the time being. Wu Su had no choice but to take a step back, following Tie Dunan to the shade of a tree, where the two looked at each other in dismay.

When Wang Xuanlong cast his gaze upon him, he instantly felt an invisible pressure bearing down, making him unable to catch his breath for a moment. He hurriedly turned around, preparing to make a run for it; however, the moment he turned, a strong and powerful hand gripped his shoulder tightly, refusing to let go no matter how hard he struggled.

"Who? Who is here? Why do you have such a long face?" Shi Daoran had never seen Nan Fang make such an expression, and asked with some curiosity.

At this moment, Xiu Lin was filled with an inexplicable sense of excitement! This idea and approach were things he had never thought of before, let alone put into practice! But could different types of flames work the same way? Is it possible for different elements to combine with each other?

Meanwhile, on the basketball court, the match between Fan Jinxiang and Wang Xuanlong was still ongoing. This time, it was Wang Xuanlong's turn to inbound the ball; he simply balanced the basketball on the tip of his middle finger, keeping it spinning continuously as if this were not a competition, but an acrobatic performance.

At that moment, an ambulance arrived, and Sun Changjiang helped Shi Yi inside. Fei Liangyan and Yang Linxiao both vied to accompany Shi Yi in the ambulance. Sun Changjiang took in every bit of their subtle rivalry; both boys were decent, but matters of the heart ultimately came down to fate.

For no apparent reason, Ye Liaosha felt a sense of urgency, as if the familiar world around her was gradually drifting away, while she herself was about to embark on an entirely unfamiliar journey. Yet, she remained infatuated with every passing moment, wishing she would never have to leave.

A memory flashed through her mind—her former self, gentle and serene, living in a happy and complete family.

Perhaps in Xin Shisan's heart, she was still hoping that Gu Weiwei would return one day, which was why her room had been left completely untouched.

Just at that moment, a loud crash suddenly echoed from the restroom inside the private dining suite. Xue Miao and Xin Man turned their heads simultaneously to see the restroom door burst open violently from the inside, as two young men tumbled out one after the other, crashing hard onto their knees and crying out in pain.

With a look of utter disdain toward the unconscious man sprawled on the ground, she leaped gracefully toward the room's balcony, landing steadily upon the lower deck of the ship.

No one knew where he had gone. Only Zhang Muyan, standing in place and gently swaying his folding fan, cast a glance toward the direction of Ye Xi's residence and let out a long whistle.

Gu Yanyan was clueless about the situation. Seeing Li Jinting park the car right at the entrance of the hospital outpatient department, she stared at him with wide eyes.

Indeed, relying solely on her own words or Principal Xu's single-sided testimony, it was utterly impossible to force this fellow out into the open.

With two lightning-fast strikes, the blades pierced Wan Zongyin's eyes, churning his two wide-staring eyeballs directly into a black-and-white paste.

Hearing this, not only was Chitong somewhat annoyed, but Qingyu, standing nearby as an onlooker, also knitted her brows, though she remained silent.

Xue Lengyu nodded, feeling somewhat bewildered. What kind of surname was considered the imperial surname? She didn't dare to ask this question, lest Ju'er treat her like a complete fool.

"Since the mission went smoothly, why not order something else to celebrate?" Si Junfeng asked.

Back then, Xiao Rang had only agreed to help Ao Li defeat Xu Guang. Now that Xu Guang had been beaten to the ground and was unable to get back up, Xiao Rang's glorious mission was accomplished, and so the fellow departed in a blaze of glory, leaving behind endless legends.

Even if they were captivated by this "splendid" performance, why were the expressions on their faces all so uniformly vacant and dull?

Perhaps in the near future, when the dust settled and all the conspiracies were laid to rest, she would be able to join hands with them once more and relive the joys of the past.

The heaven and earth here returned to peace once again. If not for the three ninja corpses lying on the ground, absolutely no one would have guessed that eight Gold-Star Jonin had just appeared here.

This third-rank demonic beast core was absolute game-changer capable of overturning the tournament. A third-rank demonic beast was comparable to a cultivation practitioner at the Micro realm; unless by some sheer stroke of fortune, it was nearly impossible to acquire one unless an entire sect from the Mu State region pooled their resources. One could easily imagine how precious its value was.

Jun Yuexi's kidnapping had not been publicized at school; even her homeroom teacher was unaware that a student in their class had suffered such an ordeal. The Jun family merely informed the school that Jun Yuexi had caught a mild cold and needed to rest at home for a couple of days.

Han Lianyi simply wiped away her endlessly falling tears, letting out soft sobs. When she turned back, she was met once again with that bewitching face, though it was now tainted with sorrow and desolation. His phoenix eyes were likewise steeped in poignant grief, sending a sharp, twisting pang through her heart.

Amidst her wandering thoughts, a maid brought in a bowl of fermented glutinous rice dumplings with sweet fillings. Ordinarily, this should have been handed to Jun Li personally by Yangshi, her mother; but recalling the words Yangshi had dared to utter just moments ago in front of a full room of people, who knew what she might do if asked to serve the dumplings to Jun Li? Thus, Pan Shi took the bowl herself and handed it to Jun Li.

Since there were no major secrets or confidential matters at stake, Helian Ye wasn't gossipy enough to ask why Cheng Siyui was being sent away, nor would he go around spreading such news, so if he wanted to follow, let him follow.

Uncle Li was also called over by Hua Mu to help weigh the fish, and Uncle Li's eldest son took over the tasks originally handled by his father.

Jiang Yuyü nodded solemnly, drawing a sheet of iron from her sleeve. "I made a set." Thus, she had no fear of acupuncture-based pressure point sealing techniques.

Yet before these words had even faded, true to expectation, someone from the imperial palace had arrived as well. Moreover, the person who came was no ordinary figure, but none other than Fu Hai, the emperor's most trusted grand eunuch.

"Then you should rest well. When the courtesan competition arrives in a few days, you must win some glory for me." With that, she patted Lin Baoshu's delicate shoulder and turned to leave.

A familiar voice rang out, sounding faintly like Rong Qianhan's. It seemed as distant as the edge of the sky, yet as close as one's ear, leaving Elder Yangshi momentarily unable to tell whether Rong Qianhan had truly arrived or if her own yearning had simply generated an illusion.