Volume 1, Chapter 35: On Purpose?

Mother Fang heard these words and said nothing more. According to their original plan, Song Xianwan should have died long ago. Yet, she had a tenacious life and survived. She was even brought back to the Marquis of Yongning's mansion by Old Madam Qin. Regardless of why she had returned with Qin Songting this time, they could not let her leave alive.

Xuan Kong clapped his hands. Hattori Shinshin wiped away Hattori Chizuki’s tears and made a gesture for silence.

Tang Zishan composed herself and turned her head away, only to find Dai Pinghai looking at her. She blushed in embarrassment and turned back, while Dai Pinghai also seemed a bit self-conscious and stopped staring.

Seeing Ye Fan suddenly unleash such a powerful attack that directly shattered the ice layer he had set, the strange fish was stunned for a moment. Then, after being struck on the head by Ye Fan’s sword, it hissed in pain and suddenly opened its fish maw wide.

He Qingfan naturally understood the situation and could only remain silently quiet, following Gu Xunyi deep into the territory of the Gu family, though he did not know where she was taking him.

Of course, the Sword Grass could also teach him the art of sword control, but once it did, it would surely be discovered by some observant individuals. Er Qing would naturally not allow such a thing to happen. After all, a person’s reputation is like the shadow of a tree; the four ancient Supremes were peerless powerhouses who dared to slay the Heavenly Dao—to say they weren't afraid would be a lie.

Witnessing this scene, although those present were unaware of what had transpired, they did not hesitate, drawing their weapons to shield Wang Hao behind them.

Just like the sound of raindrops hitting paper, the sound of the blood drop hitting the letter was a soft "drip." It dissolved into the letter paper without even a tiny splash of blood staining it; it was as if it had melted inside, and the golden blood drop vanished.

The moment Long Yan felt his large palm cover her waist, the strange sensation made her body tremble slightly, as if struck by an electric current.

It was fortunate that Gu Chen had not taken a master before; if he were to seek a new master, he would have to obtain the consent of his original one, or he would be unable to escape divine retribution.

The moment Principal Qiu Yihong saw Lin Li, his stern face "melted," becoming kind and amiable.

Jiang Hu nodded slightly: when they emerged from the Sea of Time, Shaohao had already told him that this mystery of time was one of the fundamental origins.

Having said this, she deliberately reached out and summoned Liuwei Dihuang Pills from her spatial storage, then offered Li Baode a mysterious smile, her face radiating the proud demeanor of an otherworldly expert.

Shi Zimiao clutched his stomach as intense pain spread throughout his body. A trace of blood seeped from the corner of his lips, but his smile remained filled with disdain and mockery toward the Xiliang people.

Waving aside the rays of starlight, Jiang Hu traced the flow upstream, and at the end of the River of Time, he saw an hourglass about to run out.

The system’s notification sounded, and Zhou Yi did not even have time to check the characteristics of the three Daoist techniques before his body went limp, and he completely lost consciousness.

However, since it had now provoked Xie Ming, and Xie Ming had caught a significant loophole, it was finished.

Looking back at the history of the Han Dynasty, no matter how muddled, corrupt, or heartless it was toward the Yang family, the Hongnong Yang clan never abandoned the Han throne; the clansmen of the Yang family remained steadfastly loyal to the Han imperial court.

While Zhang Dadan was fighting for his life, Fang Qingyuan was drinking tea. He even complained that the tea had gone cold and ordered the kitchen to boil a fresh pot and bring it over.

"Alright, we need to memorize a few things next." Wang Tianhao, who had been waiting, struck while the iron was hot and cajoled Fang Xueqing, teaching her the acupoints she needed to remember for the cultivation technique. This way, as soon as she successfully circulated her energy, she could begin true cultivation.

Who would have thought that the girl would mistake him for a hallucination and start talking to herself? In the end, he had no choice but to leave.