Volume 1, Chapter 43: Suisui Goes Looking for Xia Nanzhi and Is Caught Red-Handed by Lu Juanshen

"Fine, to tell you the truth, I am heading to an invitation-only gathering for funerary artifacts. But time is tight, I can't chat with you anymore." With that, Shi Tian brushed past Jin Manling and prepared to slip away.

As for the Nascent Soul ancestors of the Blazing Fire Sect and the Thick Earth Sect, they saw nothing strange about Senior Luosha appearing here.

With a crisp "crack," the enraged killer whale slammed the wine glass in his hand fiercely onto the ground.

This bizarre corpse and its strange movements left everyone utterly dumbfounded. Aside from hanging their jaws open in shock, no one could make a single movement.

Once, twice, thrice—each kiss was exceptionally tender, treating her like a fragile porcelain doll, yet intensely passionate at the same time, as if he could never get enough, brimming with deep affection and emotion.

"The Black Corpse Sect is an illegal tomb-robbing syndicate. We are going to intercept their operation right now to protect the safety of national treasures, understand? Now, I order you to advance from the front to draw their firepower while I flank them from behind. Got it?" Fu Tinghua said with utmost seriousness.

The black and white radiance was exceptionally dazzling, blanketing a span of dozens of meters like a giant sun of monochrome light, easily catching the eye. Once any cultivator stepped into this domain, they would immediately feel the dense surging of that black and white glow.

Nianxiu turned her head, closing her eyes as she tightly grasped Gu Shangxian, who was still leaning against her. Her stiffened body had lost all its warmth, cold as the surrounding snow and ice. Her A-nian would finally be able to return to the Underworld, and before returning, he would surely first go back to the Celestial Palace to report on his mission. She and he were destined to meet after all.

Meanwhile, Shi Tian stood to the side in silence, feeling a heavy weight in his heart. He realized that the subject of alchemy was far more complex than he had imagined. Since the Diancang Sect was a faction well-versed in alchemy and even they were unsure, things were truly difficult.

As for the state of Huo, it was originally the fief granted to Uncle Chu of Huo. Even though Uncle Chu was reduced to a commoner, his state was not abolished and was instead inherited by his son.

Though it was barely perceptible on the surface, Canglan indeed tensed up every time she went on a mission.

The curve at the corners of Yoshiyuki's mouth lifted upward involuntarily. The firelight shone upon his face, and the warm temperature reached straight into his heart, slowly melting it.

Her smooth skin was exposed to the air. Taking the jade hairpin from her hair, her raven-black locks cascaded down, draping heavily along both sides of her body.

"Rumors and groundless attachments are merely the words of others; they are never the truth," Xie Xuan replied instinctively.

Gu Yu's expression shifted slightly. Her lips parted, and just as she was about to bow in greeting, she saw the man make a gesture signaling her to remain silent.

Gu Yu then raised her head and slowly stood up. Almost the instant she lifted her head, the look in Empress Dowager Yu's eyes transformed once more, revealing a trace of incomprehensible astonishment.

Ruoshui had just moved her luggage into the room, and Xu Zhengye was directing the people he brought along to help tidy up the luggage and the room. Meanwhile, Ruoshui sat to the side listening to various school leaders report on their work. Right at that moment, Yang铭 began pounding wildly against the door, hammering so fiercely that students all along the hallway came out to watch the commotion.

Lifting her head once more, she saw everyone in the room gazing at her with eyes brimming with a near-joyful relief. Lady Shen's eyes were red, while Shiqin and Shihua had cried until their eyes were as swollen as peaches.

Descending slowly into the interior of a crater, Chen Feng gently tapped the ground twice. Accompanied by a rumbling sound, the crater split open into a massive fissure, revealing a deep, gloomy passageway.

The instant he entered the bar, Chen Feng spread out his spiritual perception, scanning the bodies of most creatures back and forth multiple times, comparing them against Satan to identify any half-breed identities.

The distinguished Mr. President was eating breakfast. Having just swallowed a mouthful of food, a man suddenly appeared before his eyes.

Seeing that Li Bai was truly driven crazy by his own mischievous teasing, Li Mu felt an overwhelming sense of pity. By blocking Li Bai's path to such brilliant poetry, leaving him with no poems to write and no way out, would he end up completely breaking Li Bai?

That disciple gave a start, then hurriedly turned and bolted into the banquet hall, from which a loud shout echoed a mere moment later.

Even though a turbulent storm of nervousness and terror raged within her heart, she managed to feign a look of utter detachment and calm at that moment.

At such a crucial juncture, it was probably Xiao Jinqiao calling to threaten him once again to make him obedient.

The next second, however, she collided against a sturdy chest. At the same time, the bottle in her hand dropped to the ground with a crisp shattering sound.

The atmosphere at the scene was strangely tense, and everyone sensed an unusual aura.

He was not one of those flashy showmen meant to scare people, but a genuine grandmaster of Bajiquan with extensive practical combat experience. He had told Su Yuanqiao that when striking people, one had to master a basic principle: using hardness to strike softness, and softness to strike hardness.

Wen Mu flipped through them for a long time, so long that she had crumpled the photos into a ball in her palms without even realizing it. Until the corner of a photograph pierced her palm, she abruptly jerked her hand up and tore all those photographs to shreds. Veins bulged on the back of her slender, fair hand as she gritted her teeth, her eyes filled with intense resentment.

"Really? I'll try it as soon as I finish eating." Having transmigrated to an otherworldly realm, this was Yan Beiluo's very first time wearing a brand-new set of clothes, so the significance was naturally different.

An even more shocking scene unfolded: Feng Xiangnan, the legendary expert of the East Sea Commandery, suddenly bowed respectfully to Lin Tian and his party, wearing an expression of unease and reverence.

Seeing that Ah Jiu still stood there blankly, as if her three souls and seven spirits had all been sucked away leaving behind only an empty shell, Su Run felt a towering wave of heartache surge within him. He longed to reach out, gather Ah Jiu into his arms, and cherish her tenderly.

"It's a guest wearing a golden mask!" the message-delivering maid said with lowered head. Xue Feifei recalled the young man from earlier in the day, a boundless tenderness welling up in her eyes. As the day's patron entered, Xue Feifei collected her thoughts, rewarded the maid with a few coins of fragmented silver, and dismissed her.

Xiao Feiyang, Chengying, and Lan Feng could not understand Bai Qianhui's actions, nor could they tolerate him becoming the Demon Lord of the Demon Realm. In a fit of anger, they retreated into seclusion in the wilderness and never appeared before the world again.

Lin Ying abruptly turned his head. Lizhang also understood the vital importance of the Yellow Springs Soil to Lin Ying; she stood up, stepped forward, and came to rest quietly beside Lin Ying, waiting silently for the birth of the Yellow Springs Soil.