Chapter 36: Gu Mo on odd days, Yun Huaian on even days—perfection.

To be honest, if she had never met Yun Huaian before, Cheng Liuyi might have been filled with joy at this moment.

Of course, she was not entirely unhappy about marrying Gu Mo.

After all, Gu Mo was nearly perfect in every way.

Yet, deep in her heart, there remained a small twinge of regret.

If only she could have won Yun Huaian’s heart as well, then it would truly be complete.

He was no longer the old man from her memories. Then she laughed bitterly to herself—after all these years, if that old man were still alive, wouldn’t he have become an immortal by now?

Though secretly selling goods risked getting caught, and Liu Xinyu was not certain they would make a profit, the family desperately needed money.

Having finally gotten out, she and Ji He stood by the street, their stomachs growling, eyes blankly staring at the sky, still uncertain how to return home, when they were seized by the sturdy overseer from Lanyue Tower.

In the past two weeks, Fang Qia had been going home more frequently. According to Zhang Hongliang’s information, Fang Qia’s family had arranged a match for him, planning for him to marry right after his master’s graduation. This conveniently gave Fang Qia an excuse to persuade his old father to provide some money to help him buy a house.

Ye Xingxing showed little enthusiasm toward Zhang Xinyu, not only because his first impression was oily and unpleasant, but mainly because Zhang Xinyu was constantly orbiting around Jia Fenger, treating her merely as an ordinary teammate.

He had had much of his true energy drained by Lin Yuan, and now he was barely at the mid-stage of Qi Refinement.

Given time, benefits, and proper treatment, they could build grand projects with both scale and quality up to standard, all with their own hands.

Autumn was giving way to winter, and the weather was bitterly cold. Without adequate clothing, standing outside in the chill would make one shiver uncontrollably.

The two mounted their horses and galloped fiercely, the yellow sand striking their faces sharper than knives, cutting painfully.

Others were all paired off, but he, pitifully, had not seen his sister for a whole month.

Zhou Quan was completely indifferent to being labeled the legendary “pig teammate,” utterly unconcerned. This weapon, once considered a killing tool in the python hunt, had now become the greatest burden, but Zhou Quan remained unbothered.

It was simply because life on Evil Flood Island had been too comfortable; these fellows had forgotten how to survive in the wild and even lost some of their natural instincts.

This was a signal—a strong backlash against the Meiji era’s anti-Buddhist orders, and a warning to the imperial family.

“Mr. Lin’s teachings, I, Lu, will keep them in mind. Now, please accompany me, Mr. Lin, to investigate some matters. I hope you will cooperate,” Lu Ming’s tone softened instantly, losing the lofty arrogance he had moments before.

Lu Fei had never intended to compete for the position of sect leader. When Chun Yangzi had insisted on passing the title to him, he had refused; how could he possibly fight for it now?

The Shadow Arrow was not a special skill but an ability unlocked when stealth reaches level 45, lighting up the icon.

After reading the email from Chun Yinzi, Lu Fei mastered the use of the storage ring in less than a minute.

Zhang Cheng’s sudden move caught Anjeli completely off guard. After all, he had pushed Fei Lisi, who then blocked his line of sight—he never expected the old cat to dodge Fei Lisi’s body and appear suddenly at his feet in this manner.

The old cat’s ability to understand the content on the silk paper produced a direct effect: rows of Chinese characters appeared in the center of the screen.

As night fell, Xun Yi gazed up at the starry sky. At that moment, he did not think of his teacher’s wife looking at the stars but rather the breathtaking silhouette of Mirror Water Fairy Consort when they first met, illuminated by moonlight.

The Heavenly Sovereign never acted lightly; every move revealed his means, and such exposure meant death.