Chapter 64: Matters of the Heart

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She smiled gently and first took out the Autumn Water and Endless Sky Sword, which shimmered with radiant light. As soon as she gripped it, a cool sensation spread through her palm. The blade was as clear as autumn water, with streams of light glimmering faintly, exuding a powerful spiritual energy.

“What a treasure,” Chu Yuyao’s eyes sparkled, and she lovingly stroked the blade, unwilling to let it go. “Just hearing the name, it seems especially suited for female cultivators. I wonder how powerful it is.”

Although the sword’s name contained ‘Autumn Water’, many rare treasures could be consumed directly, much like pills, so cultivators of the Nine Provinces measured the grade of precious materials by the same standard used for pills.

At most, the senior brother would not allow outsiders to enter his circle. However, if an outsider gained recognition from the sect and acceptance from the circle, that was a different matter altogether.

Three other teams arrived at the Hidden Dragon Cave alongside them. When these teams heard in unison, “Someone has already entered the Hidden Dragon Cave ahead of us,” they chose to temporarily form an alliance.

“Stop drinking, Yebei isn’t good with alcohol,” Tangyuan quickly intervened. If it were any other drink, it wouldn’t matter, but this was vintage white wine gifted by An Shikang’s father.

Jinghong could only discern the illusion and killing formations, but she knew well that if she forced her way in, it would be like throwing meat buns to a dog—there would be no return.

After the man with the earring finished speaking, another youth beside him, shorter in stature, chimed in.

Mentioning Senior Sister Su Wanru’s wedding, Ye Zhenzhen recalled attending last year, where she and Senior Nan acted as bridesmaid and groomsman. The ceremony was grand, guests were numerous, and the media was everywhere.

“Kill them all.” That was the first and last thing he said after appearing.

They could confirm his identity only because Lord Bing silently took the blame for him and even brazenly warned him with his eyes not to cause further trouble.

What truly annoyed his trusted followers were the underhanded tricks used by Helian Qiang.

Whenever Bai Jianping acted affectionately, the intimacy points would rise steadily, though only by dozens or hundreds each time.

He had just placed Yan Lanruo, whom he held in his arms, inside the car, and only then did she slowly open her eyes.

Liu Qianrou gave a cold snort, watching the departing carriage, thinking it was still less distinguished than the General’s residence, and felt a surge of satisfaction.

Such a vast estate still had someone to uphold it now, but if, after a hundred years, no one suitable remained, what would become of it?

Chen Qingyun even suspected that their casualties were far more than twenty thousand, and it was impossible that they had slain twenty thousand Northern Barbarians.

Remarkable—though Shaoshu was small in stature, her chess skills were nearly flawless. She possessed an ability to remain calm and see the bigger picture, even more so than her brother. Seeing it for himself, Zixian could only admit defeat.

But now, she had been brought back home, left to the servants, and not a single member of the family truly cared for her.

Xie Huaijin still wore a faint smile as he casually picked up the teapot and filled his cup.

Half an hour later, they arrived at a stretch of fertile fields, where workers were busy without pause.

Elsewhere, Li Yu left the Second Prince’s mansion. Long Wu waited outside and, upon seeing Li Yu, came up behind him.

In truth, Pei Ming did not intentionally punish him but merely sought an excuse to redirect attention to the matter at hand. As for Gu Changqin… it would be best to reconsider.

“Hmph, what trouble could that monster possibly have? You saw how he chopped down the giants,” Ymir snorted, thoroughly dissatisfied with the glances exchanged between Rein and Christa.

Pressing a finger on Qi Zhengqi’s sleep acupoint to ensure he wouldn’t wake from pain, Tang Jin picked up the nearby tools and skillfully cleaned the wound. He hesitated mid-task, reconsidered, and then changed his approach before continuing.