Volume 1, Chapter 26: They Buried Sisi Today...

As she spoke, she extended a finger, its tip shimmering with a faint, golden sword aura, and with a swift slash, she cut right through the center of the drawing paper.

It was not for any other reason than the fact that she was quite beautiful, especially those eyes—large, spirited, and exceptionally bewitching when she smiled at others.

The television clearly broadcast everything from the moment she returned here last night, to the various taunts she endured from Su Chen, and finally to her angry retaliation, where she lunged at him, throwing punches and shouting without the slightest restraint.

Murong Meiyu’s back slammed against a tree trunk, causing her to spit out a mouthful of blood. Opposite her, three peak first-tier cultivators stood waiting, clutching high-grade weapons.

The Lord of the Wasteland and the Venerable Moonlight hit it off immediately, becoming confidants who chatted happily about the affairs of the Primordial Era.

"Xuanyuan Yangyue, have you lost your mind? Are you still half-asleep?" Ling Luo reached out and flicked her on the forehead with a sharp snap.

After drifting to the Bixiao Palace, she stood outside the gates in a daze, standing alone in the autumn wind, unable to take another step, feeling truly melancholic for a long while.

Seemingly exhausted from shouting, the group stopped and gathered around Fifth Master, asking him what to do now and in which direction they should head.

Upon stepping into Feng Qinyu’s room, he saw Shen Nuoyan sitting on the floor in a panic; seeing him, she became even more flustered and at a loss for what to do.

The sound was particularly jarring in the cave, and the group stopped in their tracks, looking toward Lin Tian. Lin Tian took the opportunity to shine his flashlight at his feet, only to see that he had stepped on a rusted dagger.

"It seems we are in luck; we have truly stumbled upon something good," Xia Zixuan said with a smile, a strange gleam flickering in his eyes.

Then, his body was pulled downward by a frantic suction force; in that moment, Qiao Hua felt as if he were finished. Yet, he realized something: although the passage to the Ghost Realm belonged to another dimension, the stability of that space was naturally insufficient.

*Swish!* I lifted her by the neck—a gesture that might have looked like flirting was actually filled with such force that it caused the blood within her internal organs to surge instantly.

"It is possible," Cang Yue said, before projecting the scene from a densely populated plaza within an interstellar fortress named *Hope*.

Seeing Yang Qiufeng give the order, the members of the other families exchanged a few words before choosing to retreat to the side.

If this collision had connected solidly, Ruoshui would certainly have been severely injured, even with her tough physique. Just then, a brick flew out of nowhere and slammed hard into the bald man’s ankle.

The Sect Master of the Embroidered Spring Blade, who should have been emaciated, skin-and-bones, and lying in bed in extreme weakness with thin, tangled white hair, was currently sitting cross-legged on the bed, practicing internal energy cultivation without anyone’s assistance.

"As for that, I dare not speak carelessly in front of a senior. This is my first time encountering such things, and I wouldn't want to mislead you," Xia Zixuan said, avoiding further talk in front of these shrewd individuals to prevent any slip of the tongue that might reveal his secrets.

Hearing him say this, Tang Guo realized in hindsight that by bringing up the son of Tian Jingwan and Ji Yuanliang, she had stirred up Qin Cang’s emotions, and that her worry about the child’s future or whether his personality might be affected seemed to reflect upon Qin Cang himself.

The others looked at him. There was no need to mention his passion for gambling; having had the chance to follow Tiger these past few days and even play cards with him, how could he have learned nothing?

Taking a royal consort has never been a simple matter. Once the Princess Consort of Rui spreads this news, even if Jin Linglong gets her wish, the Princess will become even harder to marry off.

It was also at this moment that the police officer checking Qiao Yong’s ID card felt a shiver run down his spine after verifying his identity. As someone within the system, how could they not have heard the name of the top young master of Nancheng?

That beautiful spot was known as Red Leaf Mountain; indeed, the red leaves were like fire, a sight of breathtaking beauty. Qu Shang accompanied Miaoyin in silence, enduring her incessant chatter as they walked slowly along the rugged mountain path.

With Ming Tian and Jing Han stepping forward, the situation changed drastically. Neither used their full strength, yet they forced Miaoyin to retreat step by step, leaving her with no room to defend. With a wave of his hand, Jing Han cast out the Immortal-Binding Rope, tightly binding Miaoyin and tossing her aside. Guards immediately rushed forward to carry her off toward the dungeon.

Meng Qian had intended to test it on her, but considering she was… a patient, it should only be used in the second phase. Although it wouldn't matter if she used it now, the company had not yet prepared for the second phase, and the data was insufficient. Thus, he kept it to himself; he would wait until later to let her scream.

Upon saying this, Zi Luolan’s gaze swept sharply over the surrounding crowd, making everyone feel extremely uncomfortable.

Throughout the journey, Zhao Qingya did not speak. After dropping Tang Han off at the Qinxin Hotel, she drove away directly.

The most noble princess in the palace sat quietly on an embroidered stool, looking at the man sleeping soundly on the bed, who bore a seven-part resemblance to her.

As the blood mist dissipated, Chi Chen stood within it. Her previously bare skin was now coated in a thin layer of red blood, which, under the sunlight, could be seen being absorbed into her body at a visible rate. As for Zheng Ting and the others, they had all vanished.

No matter where he went, he attracted the favor of countless "mommy fans" and "auntie fans." Every parent who had rented him gave glowing reviews, so Shen Yuqiao’s "Cute Baby Rental Shop" was thriving.

Along this road, Zhang Di had already slain many first-tier ferocious beasts, but he was still some distance away from the one million gold coins mark.