Volume 1, Chapter 35: A String of Unwanted Suitors

It seemed that destiny had its own design. The original owner of this body was also named Long Wu. His grandfather, Long Wudi, had achieved unparalleled military exploits and was enfeoffed as the Marquis of Zhenwu; though the title was not hereditary, his reputation was illustrious.

"My ladies, please do not just talk, do try some of the food. These dishes are famous in Changsha. Fearing that you might find them too spicy, I specifically instructed the chef to use less chili. If it is not to your taste, I shall have them prepare some dishes in the style of Jiangnan or the capital..." the Changsha official said cordially.

However, having discovered this pattern, Long Wu no longer felt so constrained. On the contrary, he began to ponder how to utilize the talismanic arrays found everywhere here to set traps for the experts of the Evil Spirit Realm.

He looked down at his own translucent body and his mind went blank for a moment. He found it increasingly strange and felt certain there was a problem, though he could not identify it for the time being.

The Master once said that if one cannot capture the Saint’s heart, one must settle for something practical. The Empress is young and upright, and most palace affairs rely on the Master. With the appointment of the two consorts now finalized, the Master’s greatest concern is the actual power in her hands. Hearing the Master speak tonight, things are indeed quite troublesome.

Once the exercise routine was finished, Ji finally recovered. He had felt a sense of stiffness while performing the movements and wanted to re-watch the video to practice further, but upon checking the time, he realized it was already half past six.

Furthermore, as our years of marriage increased, Xu Minghui gradually gained a certain status at his workplace and had more opportunities for social engagements. I was afraid he might pick up bad habits, so I always limited his pocket money, for I firmly believe that if a man has too much money at his disposal, he is prone to going astray.

Long Wu was confused for a moment. When he asked the two of them, they merely gave a perfunctory reply that they were currently only at the Divine level.

Suddenly, time and space became extremely distorted. Ripples of space-time surged forward like ocean waves, one after another, but before they could travel far, an old man in tattered Taoist robes intercepted them and annihilated them on the spot.

"Fine, I'm coming," she replied unhappily, and Su Mianmian continued to chatter on at length.

Hearing Liu Fang say this, I was no longer surprised by the look of despair on his face—I am certain that when he first heard about this, he must have felt abandoned.

I looked at Su Ling. To be honest, I found her to be a very attractive person; just from her looking at me like that, I felt myself losing control! Yet, I can confess that I do not love her, for when I look at her, the person in my mind is none other than Gu Pan.

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Raise the cup and toast to joy, heed not the worldly thoughts. The moon is full, the people scatter, the way of heaven is vast and fated.

Following this, Huang Shaohua waved his arm gently and sent the big man flying. With a loud "thud," the man’s body slammed heavily against the ground.

Then, Emperor Mengmeng shook his long blade, and flesh and blood flew everywhere. As for the man’s soul, it was bound by the Emperor’s secret technique and instantly condensed into a smooth soul bead.

"Rumble—" Just at this tense moment of life and death, a rumbling sound suddenly came from outside Zixiao Palace. A sense of crisis sprouted in their hearts, as if something ominous was about to happen. The three of them sank into gloom, feeling anxious internally: "Oh no?"

Even Qingfeng Ke, Meng Qi’s master, did not show much of a reaction when he saw the Immortal Doctor’s roar; instead, he simply chuckled.

While keeping Fang Cheng-hui and An Yan company with idle chatter, Fang Yuqing received a call from her mother and returned home. Seeing that it was getting late, An Yan rose to head to the kitchen to prepare lunch.

A fierce chill flashed in Xu Boyu’s eyes, but at that moment, the light screen of the dueling arena’s array would likely take another hundred breaths or so to fully activate.

"Kung fu is not about quantity. With his current cultivation, he cannot learn those fifteen moves yet. In three years, if he can leave the mountain, it will not be too late for you to teach him," the old man said faintly, having discerned Huang Sheng’s intentions.

The shopkeeper looked over coldly and said, "Think about it, who would dare to easily bring out such a treasure without absolute certainty? Moreover, the other party is also a Foundation Establishment cultivator with a massive organization behind him. If we let him escape, our Red Cloud Auction House might disappear from Fengnan forever."

Before his eyes, everything was black mist, yet this mist possessed a sharp edge, and beneath that edge was concealed a fist, with beastly energy raging.

Although his resentment was locked away by a pair of handcuffs, no one else could see it, and it could only be felt by himself. His hands remained free to move as he pleased.

Despite the advantage in elemental attributes, relying solely on a fire shield to block the vine spears was not ideal, especially with three spears attacking at once. However, Jia Junlin could also sense the state of Jian Zhuochan; her advantage had already dissipated.

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Mr. Crow pressed a hand to the blood at the corner of his eye, surrounded by several soldiers, while the attackers were like angry lions.

"Father, Master." Xia Furong, Ma Liang, and Lu Yan called out in unison when they saw that the person arriving was indeed Xia Minghui.

"Is... is Magpie here?" The host inside saw her, straightened up, pulled back his shoulders, and spoke with a trembling voice.

From beginning to end, Uncle Fire never asked why Ye Fan had asked such a question, and Ye Fan did not continue the topic.

He thought he had been drunk and seen wrong, but those three beams of white light had ignited the firewood upon contact; it was truly unbelievable.

"Senior Brother Peng, the lanterns are over here." Compared to a month ago, when Shi An'er had deliberately acted intimate with Xuan Yu, this time she looked straight at the Senior Brother without even acknowledging Xuan Yu's existence, not sparing him a single glance. Xuan Yu pouted, feeling quite depressed.

Su Zijin, accompanied by Xiangcao and Fangcao, left the Prosperity Garden and, without needing anyone to guide her, walked accurately toward Jifu Hall, where her grandmother resided.

There was a salty, fishy smell of seawater in the air. Due to the heavy rainfall, the pungent scent of the chemical mixture in the acid rain had been washed away.