Volume 1, Chapter 26: Was the Adoption Never Formally Registered?

Shen Nianchi’s voice was low and magnetic, stirring the heart with a subtle tremor.
Wen Zhi trembled slightly in his arms and pushed him away. "No... he doesn't like me even in my dreams..."
Her soft, delicate tone was enough to make one's ears tingle.
She nodded, glancing at the five servings of egg noodles in the pot. The broth was a golden yellow, dotted with over thirty specks of green scallions. Her stomach couldn't help but rumble—she wanted to eat.
Especially during wartime, Dog-Rat demons who earned military merit were granted the same respect and treatment as those from Stone City.
Her hair, which had been tied up, fluttered in the wind before she landed steadily on the ground. Below, the Jade Foxes scattered instantly like arrows released from a bow.
The black smoke dissipated rapidly into the air. As it vanished, the lightning-like net and the golden glow surrounding Old Master Yang faded away as well. The courtyard was plunged back into pitch-black darkness.
As if in response to Luo Dong’s words, the Black Dragon descended from the sky with a "whoosh," moving with the blinding, uncanny speed of a lightning bolt.
Most importantly, even if you managed to cross these four thresholds and embark on the path of self-cultivation, there was no guarantee you would rise to greatness.
Pei Qing hummed a tune as she left the school gate, went to the supermarket to buy groceries, and carried them home. She took off her shoes and changed into slippers, but suddenly froze, her eyes fixed on the shoe cabinet, unable to look away.
She checked the adoption agency again and discovered that it had existed for only a few short months from its inception to its closure. The only children adopted were these two brothers, who had been separated and sent to two different families.
Seeing that time was running out, Sang Qiu stopped overthinking and immediately ordered her men to bring Qin Jian'an.
Zhao Yunchu nodded in satisfaction, left him a sound-transmission talisman, and turned to leave, not wanting to be seen by others.
Ling Qin saw An Mixiu actually dealing with the Skeleton Spirit Fire! She then unleashed a surge of powerful soul energy, channeling the Golden Emperor Burning Heaven Flame into An Mixiu’s body.
In truth, while Bazi and his friends had the intention, they lacked the actual courage; they were just joking around to tease Gu Yangyang and the others.
Under the siege of the Inhumans, Honolulu was in grave danger. The only reason Honolulu had managed to hold out unexpectedly long was that S.H.I.E.L.D. Acting Director Phil Coulson had personally led armed forces to air-drop into Hawaii, forcibly resisting the Inhumans’ onslaught.
After that, the dining area where the three were sitting returned to tranquility, and they were finally able to sit there in peace for a while.
Amidst the overwhelming barrage of reports, Song Xing’s heart finally settled. Although the event was sponsored by the Wangfu Group, the focus of the publicity was on Zijin International.
"Is that so? Where?" Shen Licheng’s eyes brightened. It seemed Gu Yangyang didn’t have absolutely no impression of him after all; it wasn't in vain that he had thought of her so often since then.
In the endless void, there was nothing—not even a trace of spiritual energy could be felt. The Moai world before them resembled a bubble; the laws on the membrane of the world flowed incessantly, occasionally shimmering in brilliant colors, as dazzling as a glass bead rotating in the sunlight.
Seeing this situation unfold, the school's students were instantly plunged into despair. It was happening again—the same crushing defeat as the previous year. One punch to defeat an elite? What was the point of playing?
If even the slightest accident occurred, Ye Chen would slaughter the Ma family without a moment’s hesitation; there was no room for doubt on that.
"I'm fine!" After landing, Yang Fan’s thoughts remained clear, though his body was a bit out of control. The attentive Yan'er obediently helped him up and retreated away from the chaotic fray.
Qing Xu wanted to gain a profit of nearly forty Dao Rhymes in one go; his only hope rested on the Yuan Heaven Pearl.