Volume 1, Chapter 32: Pants Trimmed with Gold? Strip Them Too!
"Woof! Woof-woof!"
When Liang Jiang, fuming with rage, returned to the gates of the Prince of Qingya's estate after galloping twice around the training grounds, he saw a small, mud-caked yellow dog squatting before the stone lion, barking at him.
Just then, Chuishi walked out, clutching a steamed bun he had already taken a bite of.
Pausing, the group watched as a massive cloud of dust suddenly billowed up from the forest ahead. As time passed, a thunderous roar echoed from afar, accompanied by the low, guttural growl of beasts, causing the very ground to tremble beneath their feet.
I suppose I am fortunate, after all; by some stroke of luck, I was allowed to remain at Wudang. Though the position is hardly prestigious, at least I still have a place here.
Ye Chen lay flat on the ground with Yu Moran draped over him. Their faces were so close they could almost feel the faint rhythm of each other's breath.
Noticing the shift in Ye Chen's expression, Leng Qingqiu quickly withdrew her smile and pouted, looking rather adorable.
Mingyue stared at Wang Yan, her eyes gradually growing misty. She saw Wang Yan lunging toward her, even pulling her into his embrace.
"What do you intend to do with Doudou?" Hu Changfeng asked, cold sweat beading on his forehead. He felt an immense pressure radiating from the black-robed youth and questioned him in bewilderment.
The arrival of oil barrels and strong spirits filled the air outside the city walls with a pungent stench. But what unsettled the Turks even more were the torches that followed, igniting the base of the Jingzhou city walls and illuminating the silent night sky.
"No wonder it didn't fly over directly." Feng Xiyue looked up at the deep purple crystal in the air. The Supreme Thunder Heart hung steadily, its violet radiance blanketing the endless clouds as bolts of crisscrossing electricity radiated outward from its core.
Ahan and Shangguan Xiubai, who had been hesitating behind the potted plants, could no longer stand by. After a brief exchange of glances, they sprang into action.
Across the world, while the Holy Lands reigned supreme, those recognized as ancient aristocratic families possessed strength that was by no means inferior.
Before long, the forest erupted with successive cries of agony and the frantic flapping of birds; the entire woods had transformed into a hunting ground.
Moreover, Xiahou Ce had never before acknowledged her status so openly in front of others. While it was indeed a matter of her reputation, his attitude was clearly intended to add luster to her name.
The rapid succession of events had unfolded in mere moments—a window of time the robbers had deemed perfectly safe.
How could Zhao Fuxin persuade him? Yue Yun's refusal to have dinner with him must certainly be due to his prior engagement with Zhao Fuxin.
In the world of cultivation, the most practical commodity is the Cloud Glow Stone; a vast quantity of them would be enough to purchase the entire Blood Moon Canyon City.
Although... she had no regrets about her impending death and even viewed it as a release, her loved ones would surely be heartbroken, wouldn't they?
"No wonder you were so confident about letting me in. Hmph, you knew I couldn't do anything about it, didn't you!" Song Yiyi muttered, truly finding herself at a dead end.
Along the way, Zhao Fuxin's mind drifted between thoughts of Shen Binglian and his elderly mother, following Ouyang Feng home in a daze. Once there, a splitting headache seized him, and clutching his head, he locked himself in his room.
This was all just to have a legitimate reason to be with Ling Jing! In every aspect, she had strived to be the best, but was all of it to be cast to the winds now?!
The moment the words left her lips, Li Wuxin regretted them. What had possessed her to ask Li Luohan if he had arrived by sedan chair?
Hao Yan was actually quite troubled. Since the other party was the cousin of her benefactor—bound by blood—she found the situation thorny to handle. She hadn't expected Qin Huainian to intervene personally and resolve the matter for her.
"Take care, My Lord!" Facing Jiang Qi's salute, the generals immediately lined up and returned the gesture in unison.