086, Affirming One’s Feelings

His authentic works were not just one or two, but a full twenty-two pieces. Yuan Song, an expert at the Palace Museum, could not possibly devote all his attention solely to these works—restoring even one in a month was already considered swift.

Few were heading to the Lingxiao Sect from Yunhucheng, so Lin Zhirang and his companions easily found themselves in line.

At first, Mother was polite and insisted that Ning Bingrou need not help, but Ning Bingrou replied that sharing the New Year and taking part in cleaning and decorating the house on New Year's Eve would make her feel truly integrated into the family.

Two burly men in security uniforms rushed forward and pinned Wu Yuan to the ground. Wu Yuan made no move to resist, simply gazing at them quietly.

Whenever Connie joyfully spoke of guns, cannons, floods of seawater, or relentless attacks, Landon would suddenly shudder all over, stop what he was doing, run to a corner, and sit hugging his knees, trembling.

Aside from the true dragon, there was also an even more powerful tiger beast, equally terrifying, as described in legends.

He wasn’t prone to conspiracy theories, but Zhang Shousheng’s suicide made no sense from start to finish—he strongly suspected there was more to Zhang Shousheng’s death.

I finished work at seven in the evening, had a simple meal, and drove to the so-called “Tianhua Building” mentioned by the stranger. I’d heard of the place but had never been there—situated right at the heart of City A’s downtown, it was one of the city’s iconic landmarks.

In the end, Bi Heng and Gao Ying left together. Yet before departing, Bi Heng gave Chen Qing a particular look, leaving Chen Qing somewhat puzzled.

“Hearing you say that, I really should consider searching for the true culprit and clearing up this misunderstanding.” Luo Ye smiled gently, as if unconcerned.

A hand as white as jade reached over; Baozi gently took Old Hu’s hand and, drawing a handkerchief from her bosom, carefully wiped away the stain left on the cuff from cleaning bamboo earlier.

At this moment, led by Dapeng, the protagonists who had barely escaped with their lives had no choice but to flee as well.

Carrying a slight intoxication, Li Ningyu returned to his dwelling, but upon entering the room, the drunken haze vanished from his eyes, replaced by a sharp gleam.

Wu Dao noticed something was off with Dongfang Yuqing’s mood and meant to ask, but before he could speak, Dongfang Yuqing had already administered a second injection.

The person before him was battered and bruised, with torn flesh curling outward at several places—gruesome to behold. The flame at her forehead had faded from its usual crimson to the delicate white of lilac petals. The glaring scar on her cheek had scabbed over, clearly not a fresh wound.

In last season’s finals, under a best-of-five format, the two teams played all five rounds, with the final match even dragging into a grueling showdown.

“Prince Yuchi’s words echo the hopes of my people in Chuling. Our two nations have long been on friendly terms and naturally yearn for peace.” The emperor felt a twinge of vexation—Dongli was a mighty nation, and should the two countries come to blows, Chuling might not gain any advantage.

Ironheart wasted no time; he hoisted Feng Qingzi and vanished, reappearing in outer space. With a flip of his hand, he unleashed the Primal Chaos Pagoda, releasing all of Feng Qingzi’s semi-immortal power and channeling it into Feng Qingzi’s body.

As promised, Liu Xiaoqian showed Ning Hao no mercy, making him reshoot ten times in total.

Witnessing this, Xiao Rang remained unperturbed, his hands ceaselessly unleashing shockwaves, evil winds, and blazing flames—basic immortal spells in rapid succession. Against this onslaught, the black flames finally dissipated a yard before reaching Xiao Rang.

Lin Zhixiao thought to himself that Sister-in-law Pan Hong’s eagerness for divorce surely meant she already had her eye on Sheng Gong, and Sheng Gong must have promised her something.

Once the origin of Lei Yangzi was discovered, everyone began to discuss how to rescue Xu Mengqi. Right now, Jiang Chen could not reveal his zombie identity; he simply gave them reassurance and dismissed them. Only after everyone had left did Lei Yangzi, who knew who Jiang Chen really was, follow him into his room.

“I’m here!” Suddenly, a pair of massive dragon claws descended from the sky, swooping down like a raptor upon a fleeing rabbit.

“These spider silks are quite fine—they’re all mine now. I’ll put them to good use…” With that, Zhou Liang ignored the Spider Empress, turning instead to collect the severed “Deadly Silk.” He couldn’t use his hands, for the strands were so sharp they would slice his arms to shreds.

The qin maiden plucked the strings, her hands falling upon them like a storm, pouring forth a mesmerizing melody.

Lu Feng immediately noticed five deep, bloodstained fingerprints on the massive axe handle, each marked by notches—obvious remnants from the fierce battle between the God of the Axe and the Will of Destiny, a struggle that ended with the two parting ways.

Despite his usual brashness, Liu Pan was no fool. He knew perfectly well that today he must not allow Qin Shuang and Li Minho to duel, for if Qin Shuang suffered defeat now, her prestige among the Three Peaks would be irreparably damaged, making any chance of recovery nearly impossible.

“Why not? I’m very pleased with today’s progress and intend to reward myself—is that so wrong?” Qin Cang paid no heed to Tang Guo’s protests, turning his attention back to the waiter.

Lu Feng drew his sword, a mighty force surged into the Sword of Slaughter, condensing into the sharpest blade of annihilation, instantly cleaving through Yin and Yang, Heaven and Earth.

The Sect Master of Heaven coldly declared, “Very well, let me show you my power.” Gu Xing and the others watched curiously as the Sect Master’s hands danced; they saw the surrounding gases slowly begin to condense.

However, when Xia Yang and Xue Yun heard of this incident, they couldn’t help but gasp, casting strange looks at Lin Yi.

At this moment, the cultivators’ branch still could not enter Earth on a large scale, their power extremely limited. Those within the secret realm paid them no mind at all.