Volume One, Chapter 24: Damn! You Say the Fairy Is My Mother—Can I Believe You?

On Feng Tongyi’s table sat a pot of wine and a plate of sliced beef; judging by the appearance of things, she had already finished a large plate herself. Sensing that she was troubled, he told his elder brother that he was going over to check on her.

Xiao Rang’s original intention was that time was tight, so he skipped the pretentious formalities and got straight to the point. However, to others, this act appeared incredibly arrogant. Everyone at Nanshan felt anger welling up, and they began to hurl insults at him.

After eating and drinking his fill, Yan Jin was carried by Pu Tao to a lounge chair in the courtyard, where he lay lazily in the sun just like Snowball.

Was this being used by one of their own from behind the scenes, or had the Meng State already been infiltrated to such a degree by border forces?

Unlike her usual cold demeanor, Ye Wanning looked directly at the two brothers for the first time today.

That night, Baili Nuyun kept a close watch on the movements outside, but he couldn't make sense of anything and eventually fell into a muddled sleep.

“A zombie… a high-level zombie?!” Apparently, my charge, impervious to blades and guns, led Ma Biao and his group to mistake me for a high-level zombie possessing bone armor.

Zhen Qi retorted, “Guests? Guests should also know the rules of conduct! If they hurl insults, I must teach them a lesson!” Saying this, he ignored Xiao Gu and turned to enter the Hall of Proper Law.

After eating a few simple bites, Yan Jin took out his scented balm as if it were a treasure.

Carrying this joy in her heart, Yun Yan couldn't wait until the afternoon break to run to the old lady’s room and recount the events with exaggerated flair.

Cao Yu gave Dong Qi a signal, and Dong Qi went up to draw lots. As he had hoped, he was the last to give his campaign speech.

The driver must have lost his mind; he lectured me relentlessly, claiming that where I stood blocked other passengers from boarding and obstructed his rearview mirror… Under his reprimand, my face turned red all the way to the back of my neck.

The two were chatting when Pang Xie suddenly heard the sound of hoofbeats in the distance. Turning to look, he saw a team of horses slowly approaching the valley. The group consisted of about twenty or thirty horses, all black, and each was led by someone.

Jin Shizheng was gnawing on a rice ball he had extorted from Lee Kwang-soo, circling Li Dabin as he did so.

Qin Yuan spent the entire day handling business in town and went to collect debts in the evening. Zhao Kai was excited but managed to restrain himself in front of Qin Yuan.

Now more certain than ever, he clutched his collar solemnly and entered “Hirai Conan” mode once again.

The content of this episode was about the Xia Emperor feeling his age and revealing his intention to name a crown prince to those around him.

With the support of the Saint Emperor and Temujin, Xia Emperor Yao Fusu pondered for a moment and agreed. He had never really wanted the throne; it was only because the old emperor had no sons that it had fallen to him by default. If he could use this opportunity to shed this identity, it was exactly what he desired.

After saying this, Lu Qiyi ended the livestream. Immediately, the phone in the car began to ring; the driver hadn't muted it.

She had heard Qin Yi tell the people at Starlight that after filming this drama, they would shelve her and terminate her contract once the five-year term was up. The people at Starlight had agreed.

They learned that rumors had spread here that the treasure of the ancient battlefield was about to be unearthed.

They felt even more regretful that they hadn't been as lucky as Lin Hao to win the favor of Su Jingyun.

At this moment, news that Yang Pan and Hong Xuanji had been abducted had spread throughout Yujing City, yet the Great Qian Imperial Palace did not descend into chaos; on the contrary, it remained exceptionally calm.

Upon hearing this, Su Junyang remained motionless, feeling a mix of heartache and gratitude. This faint must have really scared him, right?

Xiang Sheng had heard of bloodline power; the old janitor at the trading house had been rejected by the Dragon Knight clan precisely because he lacked sufficient bloodline power.

A bizarre silence fell over the entire venue. The audience was stunned, Nalan Yanran was speechless, Yun Yun shook her head and covered her face, and Jia Xingtian and Hai Bodong stood frozen in place.

“What does it represent?” Gu Ningyan truly didn't know, so she tilted her head curiously and asked Wei Qianlan.

At this moment, with the departure of Yang An and the other three, the plain returned to a deathly silence, the pitted marks on the ground serving as proof of the fierce battle that had taken place there.

“Although we are Immortals, we are still far inferior to the Immortals from the time of our ancestors.” They were all fresh faces; although their numbers reached into the triple digits, the hundred-plus people combined didn't even reach the level of Ancient Gods—at most, they were quasi-Ancient Gods.

Watching the two criminals running further and further away, Xie Jing was frantic. It wasn't that she was slow, but she was on leave today and had taken the rare opportunity to dress up in casual clothes, wearing a dress and high heels, which severely hindered her ability to give chase.

A surging red beam of light, accompanied by wailing and angry roars, rushed toward Liu Zijin. Liu Zijin held the Xiri sword and met it head-on, the immense force pushing him back dozens of meters.

A series of cracking explosions rang out, and dust and smoke rose, obscuring the location of the [Fake Ring].

He guessed that given the aptitude of Mu Qiu and the others, they would surely seek entry into a major sect, but he didn't know which continent his wife was on. Now, because the distance between them was so great, he could not sense their location.

Just as everyone was jeering, Ye He, who stood in the center of the training field, suddenly looked up and let out a long, lingering sigh. It seemed to contain endless accusation, appearing completely out of place in the vast field and instantly drawing the attention of everyone present.

Xia Yuan looked at Lindley, wondering when this peaceful and prosperous society had ceased to be what it once was.

“Are there really ghosts in this world?” Li Yanyang asked again, though not to Zhao Kaijiang, as if murmuring to himself.

At this moment, the man beside her—whose shoulders seemed capable of shielding her from all storms—suddenly stepped into the air and confronted Zhu Zhen. The latter gave a sinister laugh, his cold, sharp voice filled with overwhelming murderous intent.

It wasn't that he needed it; on the contrary, after the events of last night, Ye Yi had realized that the Seven-Star Maze above his head and the Big Dipper Five Spirits Sutra must contain an unimaginable, earth-shattering mystery. If he wanted to grow stronger, ascend the Guyue Sect, and wash away his humiliation, he had to explore it all.