Volume One, Chapter 126: The Seal

A flicker of darkness flashed in Xiao Junhe's eyes. He beckoned Jian An over. Jian An immediately understood and stepped forward. Xiao Junhe leaned close to whisper a few words in his ear. Jian An nodded solemnly, "Understood, boss. I’ll arrange it right away."

After Jian An left, Xiao Junhe got down from the bed. Several of the sisters who had come along had never met Xiao Bojian; although they found his presence here odd, what they truly wanted to see was still Chu Lian.

Pei Gongcuo’s heart softened instantly. He quietly approached the soft couch, lowered himself to sit on its edge, and gently brushed the pale, slightly flushed cheek of Hua Mian. She blinked her long lashes twice and slowly opened her eyes.

“Look at you, it’s obvious you’re holding in a bad fart!” The divine hand tossed out his usual phrase once again.

Chu Lian smacked him a few times but quickly lost interest. Her chest was hard as a rock—he felt nothing, but her hand hurt.

“Twenty thousand years ago, a trace of my cold aura was left here. This is precisely the source of the chill in the Cold Valley!” Yuan Wei explained.

He Sanlang hadn’t expected Chu Lian to say such words. His heart felt as if wrapped in a warm spring; he had never felt so comforted before.

“Why is my set like this?” The Viscount of Viskin flipped through another tattered set of clothes with disdain, curious as to why the unpleasant smell left by prisoners over such a long time hadn’t dissipated.

Jasmine Magnolia did not pause once; after announcing the competition rules, she allowed fifteen minutes for the audience to discuss. During this time, some people withdrew from the contest, leaving about four hundred participants on the field.

He seemed to be quite a formidable character. Paying closer attention to the five-person group and their ID prefix "[Arrogance]," I immediately understood which side was righteous and which was evil.

Zhu Yijun retracted Zhang Juzheng’s memorial and began his reply: “What you have stated, sir, is known to me. We shall proceed as you advise.”

“The imperial coffers are full,” Zhu Yijun said calmly. Holding four million silver coins, the royal family was indeed lavish. Empress Dowager Li’s grand display was tied to her background. She had fled with her father to the capital, then entered Prince Yu’s mansion as a palace maid, gradually rising to her current esteemed position.

Tang Tang turned her head and glanced around before settling her gaze on the beggar, a hint of confusion in her eyes.

“We happened to be training here. Besides, we’re all level thirty-nine. Once we level up, we can enter the Starry Great Forest to obtain soul rings, so we decided to come here ahead of time,” Jian Qingchen answered Ning Rongrong seriously, unlike Feng Guoxin who was rather unpredictable.

“Such a spicy girl,” He Lanyun said as he reached out, grabbing Leng Qianyue’s ankle and pulling hard. Leng Qianyue bit her lip, slid over, and slapped He Lanyun’s chest in return.

“Pleased to meet you. This is but a small token of respect.” Xu Wei clapped his hands as a group of merchants carried in two baskets.

Overhead, vines that once blocked the sky suddenly scattered. The once menacing vine demons fell to the ground, dissolving into a pool of black water.

Human hearts are greedy, lustful for profit. When the day comes that they no longer maintain a tolerable level of hunger but grow more desperate, stirring the flames of anger in the peasants and laborers, how can a mere cup of water extinguish such a raging fire?

Meeting Luo Yuntian’s gaze, I thought about having to live under the same roof with him from now on.

Before this body shattered, the God of Light gently waved his hand, using divine power to softly place Li Aili into the arms of Arthur Saint-Dragon.

Liu Ying saw Liu Zhang’s attitude and somehow felt a pang in her heart, sensing that something she did not want to happen was about to occur.

On the village clearing, three corpses were placed atop dry wood. I pretended to recite a few lines from a prayer for the deceased, then lit the fire. After all, I knew nothing, but the villagers trusted me so much they said I was too modest, which left me somewhat helpless.