35 The Bat and the Bluebird

"Stay in the Deep Blue forever and never set foot in the Solar System. Can you do that?" Ruolan asked, her voice cold and detached.

"You're such a rogue—how could you have kept your virginity until the age of twenty-two?" Qiao Meimei grew increasingly suspicious of Jin Faguang's words. He claimed to have given his innocence to her, but that seemed highly unlikely.

"Gold always shines—what a great name. May I ask where you are currently employed?" Cao Zhanpeng feigned ignorance of Jin Faguang’s work uniform.

"What does any of that have to do with me?" he roared in anger. With a sweep of his long sleeves, the tea set on the table crashed to the floor. He was no King Qi Xuan, and he certainly wasn't about to engage in the chaotic nonsense she had just described.

"Alright!" Zhu Yan nodded, a strange feeling welling up in her heart. Eating together—does that count as a date? Pfft, what are you thinking? He isn't pursuing you; it’s just a meal. When Zhu Yan looked up from her thoughts, she found that Jin Faguang had already vanished.

The man’s expression was cold and arrogant. The aura of one long accustomed to power and decisive judgment was laid bare, unhidden.

"Big sister, I told you Brother Wang was a good person, didn't I? He is responsible and reliable; he will take good care of me." Someone was already dizzy with happiness.

"Very well, Ruolan." Officer Bao did not want to strain his relationship with Miao Ruolan too much; after all, it was Zhan Zhao who would suffer most if things turned sour.

After the time it takes to brew a cup of tea, Dongfang Jie could no longer parry Dongfang Ling's kicks and was sent sprawling to the ground.

There was no reply, as if nothing had happened at all. The master and servant exchanged a glance. "Let's go take a look," Miao Ruolan said, heading toward the corner of the wall.

Considering it was his first time eating such a thing, she didn't give him too much to avoid any mishaps. She added two more pieces to the plate and instructed the maid to pack two portions in a food box—some to be left for the others when they returned, and some to be taken to the City Lord’s Mansion later.

Leng Lie’s heart trembled. What was the meaning of the CEO’s gaze? Heaven is my witness, I truly was just trying to resolve the CEO's worries!

But in her current frail state, she would likely collapse on the battlefield and become nothing more than a burden.

Not curious? How could that be? Leaving aside everything else, the fact that this demon beast could speak was enough to pique his curiosity. However, from their very first clash, he had gauged its temperament: the more you wanted to know and the more impatient you became, the more it would drag things out just to spite you.

Yet now, hearing out of the blue that the Lin family had actually colluded with the Mo clan, it would be a lie to say he wasn't furious. But no matter how angry he was, it was only a fleeting emotion. Some things, since they had already crossed that line, meant he no longer needed to maintain any pretense of civility.

"Ah Long, what's wrong?" Li Tao, seeing Zhao Long lost in thought, tugged at him.

"Does talent in artifact refining also grant extra points in the secondary assessment?" Ye Feng was quite puzzled. He had thought that sects in the Eastern Continent only tested martial prowess.

When Xun Huan had led his forces to attack the guild, he was severely wounded and fled; his current whereabouts remain unknown. The map to the human-skin treasure vanished along with him. Therefore, to find the treasure map, one must find Xun Huan.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to." Yuan Qingfeng’s face turned bright red as he retreated from the room and pulled the door shut behind him. His lifelong reputation, now washed away, was likely beyond recovery even with all the tea in the world.

Liu Siyan said with a hint of shock, the aura radiating from the fifteen or sixteen-year-old youth before him actually made him feel nervous.

Therefore, if this were an ordinary case of ancestral atavism, Laifu would surely have reached the level of the Golden-Winged Bat King. But, as Shi had already said, Laifu's atavism was not limited to the Golden-Winged Bat King; his destiny had been altered, and he was destined to reach the realm of the Golden-Winged Great Peng King.

To avoid drawing attention, Greif wrapped the massive harpoon in long strips of burlap—though this didn't hide its shape, it was better than nothing.

Thus, Shentu Wanli, who had reached the pinnacle of the Cloud-Top Heavenly Palace, would never relinquish control of it.

Not until A-Zhi walked far away did Sakaki lower his sleeve, but there were neither tear stains nor sweat on his face.

Chihong Luo, meanwhile, surveyed the young fops with a beaming smile, even smacking her lips. A few of them were quite good-looking, and if they were interested, she wouldn't mind having some fun with them.

Before leaving Lonely Tree City, Fide had a mercenary carry the iron cage, while also asking Toto, who remained in the city, to look after the white pigeons.

"Damn it!" He slapped the table again in exasperation, using enough force that he nearly knocked the breath out of Lin Moyan.

In his third life, he was arrogant and indulgent, finally meeting his retribution. Yet, unwilling to accept this, he understood the truth, sought revenge, and lived on, burdened by his sins.

"On what grounds are you firing me?" Sun He trembled with rage. They say that when a tree falls, the monkeys scatter, and that was exactly right. Those who used to be friendly with the Sun family now avoided them, let alone helping him find work.

Lin Yu felt a deep shock, as if he had seen an old man standing with a sword, facing all the gods and demons of the world without a hint of fear.

Seeing this object, the scholars could no longer remain composed. Several jumped up from their seats in excitement, eager to see the treasure in its true form.

The crowd was horrified and retreated a thousand zhang. As the ancient map was destroyed, hundreds of mountain peaks flew out of thin air, and thousands of silver dragon-like streams of water erupted. The void trembled violently, unable to withstand the pressure. The intense blast wave condensed into a light point the size of a sesame seed, and after a moment of silence, it exploded in a white light that seemed to shatter the very heavens and earth.

"Since I am venturing into the mortal world for training, how can you call it a mental barrier? Was this not said by you yourself, fellow Daoist of Qingshan? Now, I, Sanchengzi, have gained much wisdom, and I even feel that becoming an immortal is just a matter of time!" Sanchengzi roared wildly, though his figure slowly retreated, as if intending to leave this place.