Chapter 043: Finding a Venue

Half of her face was a peerless beauty, the other half twisted into a ghastly visage that could not be looked upon directly. Jun Mo Yao was stunned, ugly as it was, yet somehow... a little adorable?

She steadied herself against the wall and began vomiting again, clearly disgusted and wanting to push him away, but she couldn't bring herself to do it. Only after he finished and felt better did she finally let go.

Mo Lingfan wished to understand the cause, for it seemed he was the only one present who did not know. He tried to activate the power of the blood seal, peering into the heart of the slightly plump man. All he detected was helplessness and regret. "However," the man continued.

Time does not pause for anyone's sorrow. As darkness and dawn exchanged places, the earth was bathed in light; a new day was beginning.

The sofa in the VIP room was truly spacious, soft, and comfortable. Su Yi Qiu sat upon it as if on a cloud of cotton, so cozy it made her want to yawn.

On a secluded official road, two carriages sped along, one following the other. From the one in front, frequent coughing could be heard.

Tang Bai Chuan had only acted on a whim, not expecting to actually find a method. This made him realize the mysterious man's complexity. At least now he knew the man bore Lingfan no ill will.

Qin Sheng Xing's waist suddenly sank, drawing him closer to Su Yi Qiu. She could even feel the heat of his body beneath his clothes.

The next morning, Fu Zhong Hua was awakened early by his alarm and, without bothering to wash, hurried to Fu Shi Xuan's bedroom door.

Mo Lingfan touched the box in his hand, surprised at its intense heat. Inside was some kind of elemental flame. Judging from its appearance alone, the box was extraordinary—fiery red with silver trim, supple to the touch, unlike any common material.

Just moments ago, Lin Xuan had witnessed his blade strike the man's chest, while the old man from Wa leapt from the window and escaped in disgrace.

This community interaction model flourished among university students, relying precisely on their participation.

"Since that's the case, we needn't worry. Let's get some restful sleep," Yun Bai Su sighed and leaned against the wall.

"Only if your inheritance method succeeds, Mo. Then ordinary people can possess the power to rival cultivators, which is the only way to truly curb human evil," Dao Xiang Mo pleaded.

If he ascended to the level of Celestial Lord at this moment, the road of cultivation ahead would surely become all the more arduous.

Nuo Nuo reached into the bronze plate and gently picked up a cluster of imagined, emerald grapes, handing them to him.

Zhu Nan, unable to stand Guo Qi and his companions, shook his head and decided to check out the pile of gleaming gold ingots.

The old man's palm fan stilled. He lifted his cloudy eyes to look at Xu An Ran.

Xu Xiao Xiao pretended to call Gu Xian Ming while on the sofa. She would never have done such a thing before.

Leng Ge looked toward Qing Tong with aggrieved eyes, hoping for comfort. Unfortunately, the signal was poor; Qing Tong could not receive it.

She wanted to say something, but before she could utter a word, the old lady standing guard beside her suddenly attacked, twisting her neck with pallid hands. She fell onto the toilet without even making a sound.

"Could she really come up with some strange solution?" Zhi Qi mused. They had done all they could.

"No wonder this task has no follow-up restrictions; it seems one could reside in reality indefinitely."

Many fishmen and mermaids, their skin branded with the fiery red flag of the Sun Pirates, stepped forward from the crowd. Armed with blades and spears, they stared at Musgarude with equal parts fear and fury.

Night had fallen, and in the distance, Fan Zeng and Xiang Liang, who had been watching Shao Yu, grew increasingly anxious.

A feather fan, seemingly soft and graceful, met the spearhead with its handle. With deft skill, it deflected the force of a heavy halberd as if it weighed nothing.

The Lord of the Lion-Tower dreaded losing face before his new master. So, he quietly signaled a subordinate lurking a hundred paces away and issued an order lacking all shame.

Once, twice, thrice... Tian Ming had nearly fallen countless times, each time rescued by Qing Wu, only to start over again.

Liu Meng waited in vain for Yang Si and found nothing at Old Hu's shoe shop. It was odd; following Old Hu's directions, he reached the shabby home. The dilapidated room gave him a sense of unreality, and Liu Meng wondered if his eyes were deceiving him.

"Right, as long as you keep a low profile, you'll live quite comfortably in hell!" Hart smiled approvingly, nodding his head.

"Heh, how expensive could a bowl of fried rice be? I can afford it." The boy grinned, pointed triumphantly at the camera on the table, and glanced smugly at Mu Fan, as if showing off the price of his camera.

While Qi Lin's attention was fixed entirely on Lin Qi, the latter was also sizing up Qi Lin.

Hadley could see it too—none of the others were willing to give ground, and he himself had no intention of retreating.

Their gazes met. Zhou Jun lowered his head, compelled by circumstance: his rank and family were inferior. He had finally become a quasi-scholar and hoped to be admitted to the Star Academy as a true scholar; nothing could go wrong.

As a soon-to-be college student, Mu Fan despised Yamada Fairy's habit of playing piano nude with the curtains open.

Hafid gladly accepted the matter. Having finished coordinating with the West, he deliberately withdrew the guards from the buildings at the start of the ceremony, which allowed the Black Spider mercenary to scale the tower unimpeded.

This was an outcome Sun Jianwan had never anticipated. Now he regretted provoking Zhang Chao. If he hadn't acted, at least for Sun Shangxiang's sake, there would still be some family affection. But now, with violence, all was lost.

Zhang Miao's thoughts were unknown to others. Especially for Uchiha Fuqiu, it was a sign of being valued. So as soon as Zhang Miao finished speaking, Fuqiu's spirit ignited with renewed vigor.