Volume One, Chapter 48: Do You Dare Compete with Me in Alchemy?

“I haven’t even taken it yet! Why are you yelling at me?”
“If you’ve got guts, why not say that to Su Luo instead!”
“Thank you, Senior Sister Su.” Ji Die, her temper flaring, ignored the murderous glare directed at her and cupped her hands in respect to Su Luo, accepting the elixir—even if it meant earning the lifelong enmity of a North Shore disciple.
“Very well! Very well indeed.” Xie Bin was nearly bursting with rage, the words squeezed out between clenched teeth.
“A mere South Shore disciple—truly an eye-opener.”
Ji Die pretended not to hear the icy tone.
“Xie Bin, if you’re really a man, don’t rely on your cultivation to bully those weaker than you. Otherwise, I’ll only despise you more.” Su Luo’s voice was glacial.

Once all three keys were gathered, the Knight King’s treasure could be unlocked and the consortium’s abdication will retrieved.
Unwilling to waste any more time, Xu Chuan gave a cold laugh, tossed the object into the air, and sent it flying with a sharp kick.
Who was Zhang Jizheng? He’d been governor of the Central Bank of the Island since 1984, the island’s nominal economic overlord.
“Do your family members know about these things you’re doing? Or is it with their indulgence that you act so lawlessly?”
Pausing for a moment, Xia Haoran continued, “I can sense your husband isn’t lying. Tell me: what is it you want? If your request is reasonable, I can help you fulfill your wish.” As he finished, his gaze swept, intentionally or not, over Lin Heng and Jiang Minghui.
Now, with Eastern European politics growing clearer, and Russia and the mainland opening up, who would be their next target?

This was something unparalleled among all Oxford colleges. At Merton, where Xiang Ning studied, the smallest class still had more than a dozen students. Compared to the dense crowds of over a hundred in Li Chen’s former university, such a scene would never be tolerated at Trinity—except during lectures.
“Master, if you keep going, you’ll kill him!” Huangfu Qianzhong ran anxiously to Xu Chuan’s side, pleading.
Li Chen had half-jokingly asked the old gentleman to recommend a steward, never expecting him to seriously and enthusiastically propose this former colleague, extolling his talent and wisdom.
Ao Hai knew all too well that splitting one’s focus could end in disaster—dividing his strength was already a challenge, and to halve it further was tantamount to suicide.
Zhu Dong plunged straight into hyperspace, heading for the Leyar Vortex. Not half a day after their departure, the United Army of the Anwu Star Domain began its rout, for all the peak experts had been eliminated by the Dark Field. In their wake, the relentless Kotorian pursuers flooded star system after star system.
Ye Mingyuan showed no expression, but inwardly he was unconcerned—even after solving your biggest problem, I still won’t let you be with him.
Of course she hadn’t forgotten—her older sister would bring food and clothing every few days. She and her foster siblings looked forward to these visits each month; whenever she came, there would be a good meal, sweets, and pastries. But now, she didn’t want to open the door.
Game companies in the industry knew well: inviting a comic artist of Shen Xin’s caliber would devour other budgets and affect the game’s progress.
If the formation had been intact, even a clone of a magic tool would not be enough to crack it—perhaps not even the original could. But with the formation now so damaged, the clone would suffice.
A desk on the Integrity side shattered in response, dissolving into a cloud of powder. Ordinarily, the dust would have scattered everywhere, but instead it fell straight to the floor as if weighed down by a thousand pounds.
A person lives by reputation, a tree by its bark. Prime Minister Cao had been repeatedly humiliated by Guo Jia tonight and finally had to turn on him; if not given an appropriate way out, this matter would not end.
“Enough nonsense. There’s a big stone over there—I’ll just lie on it.” With that, Leng Han strode off to lie down.
The Lan family’s faces changed. Had their eldest brother always known they intended Jingjing to marry into the Luo family? Impossible.
The maids fetched the doctor for Yu Yuexi, who left a bottle of medicine. Afterward, Yu Yuexi went straight to sleep.

“Looking at you? I just want to ask—now that the Spring Festival Gala is over, why haven’t you gone home yet?” Wen Yunhan asked, face stern.
All the furniture had been bought when his parents married, old and decaying. Because the roof leaked, an oilcloth was draped overhead.
“Big sister, wake up. We’ve reached the hotel—get some rest. I’m heading back.” Liu Hua sighed inwardly, certain he deserved a ‘Most Upright Man’ award today.
Sitting in Wen Yunhan’s car, Zhou Ruotong shivered. In this heat, was the air conditioning set too low?
If you want answers, at least show some sincerity—there’s no such thing as getting something for nothing. As for her arrangement with Davies, she had no intention of revealing it for now.
He raised his hand, and the Phoenix Cage flew to him. The spatial barrier faded, but did not disappear.
“What’s this…?” Tom looked her up and down. His voice was very soft, but in the quiet, it carried.
In this cage of a place, what can I do? Even if I wished for death, I’d be watched too closely—there’s no way to escape, no way to die, only to endure.
Wang Jie burst out laughing, while Liu Hua, embarrassed, glanced around and discreetly rested his right hand on Wen Yunhan’s waist.
“Of course, of course.” Lady Wang’s gums showed as she smiled; in her heart, her Precious Jade was flawless—being a princess or even a duke’s daughter would not be too high a match.
Even to become a concubine, a household registration was necessary. Han Yong’s family had long been separated, so the household registration was with Yun Xue. No matter how capable the Han family matriarch was, she couldn’t get her hands on it. Without registration, any decision the old woman made would bring consequences she couldn’t bear.
Ziju had lived for many years with these thoughts in mind, but now she found her life and future plans turning illusory, like vaporous mirages.