Volume 1 Chapter 36 A Passionate Kiss

Ye Lu'an had already learned much about bookkeeping while at the Ye family estate, and now, as a bookkeeper, he found the work effortless. The owner, unaware of Ye Lu'an's true background, saw him as a promising talent and intended to promote him to head steward of the main hall.

Genius is on the left; madness is on the right. While they may appear identical on the surface, their essential directions differ. No matter how hard a madman tries, he cannot become a genius, while a genius is often mistaken for a madman.

Richard had never witnessed such a sight before. Despite his keen eyesight, he could not discern the trajectory of the blade or the flow of the sword's momentum within that shifting, unpredictable mass of light and shadow, yet he could feel the mountain-like pressure that this display exerted upon his body.

Was Shaohao’s mother Huang'e or Leizu? And who exactly was this Emperor Jun? There was no way to verify it.

She was unaware that Miao Die had been watching her from behind, observing with such intensity that it seemed as if she were trying to see right through Li Youzhu.

"Of course it does. Let me explain it this way: don't you think your face looks prettier when it’s flushed after exercise than when you haven't moved at all?" Lin Mei asked.

It struggled to hold off the five-colored radiance, revealing its hideous true face as it lunged step by step toward Leizu and the Yellow Emperor.

Reaching the gate, Meng Fan released Bai Nannan, signaled for her to be quiet, and leapt lightly onto the wall. Though the relic was miraculous, he remained unsure if it would be effective on Du Han. Bai Nannan was also at the Golden Core stage; as long as the two of them remained by Du Han's side, the "Three Corpse Spirits" would not be able to take hold.

The Jade Emperor, leading his host of immortal ministers, departed the Jade Heaven Palace in the Seventh Heaven, moving in a grand procession toward the Purple Mist Cave.

Silence descended upon the forest. Only the sound of the wind sighing in their ears and the previously unnoticed calls of birds stirred the hearts of the four, as sunlight filtered through the dense foliage to form countless dappled spots on the ground.

Luther was bewildered, while Leon stood silently to the side, his eyes flickering with a red light, his expression complex.

Only when the perfume had completely masked those scents did she finally exhale the breath she had been holding.

Though Fei Qing possessed an incredibly noble status, he seemed to have little money; otherwise, he would not have needed to intern at the hospital previously.

It was a spring rain that had arrived right on schedule, dancing in the breeze—at times embracing, at times whispering in song, at times swaying like a butterfly.

I nodded. Reasonably speaking, there should be a test. If they had simply brought us to this mysterious underground base and allowed us to join so easily, that would have been the truly suspicious part.

"I, I, I, I beseech the Emperor to grant us marriage," Mao blurted out, stuttering, just as Li Chen was about to open his mouth to rescue him.

She had to atone for her past mistakes. She had entered the club before finishing university, and everything she had done was hidden in the shadows. She had a child, and she could not tell her child one day that her mother’s past was shameful. She could not accept that; she had to achieve something great, something that would make her child proud.

The factory after the flames... was nothing but charred earth, and the corpses of the monsters surrounding it had long since been reduced to ash by the hellfire.

Because the Southern Frontier was home to many practitioners of witchcraft and poisons, this "Snake Grandmother" was famous; her witchcraft was formidable, capable even of bringing the dead back to life and restoring all things.

Upon hearing this, Li Yao felt her scalp tingle. How could they speak so candidly about such an obvious illicit affair? She also mostly understood: Liao Fan’s companion was unwilling, which was why Liao Fan had been hesitating.

After arriving at the film set, Xue'er immediately pulled her hand away from Ma Yichen and headed toward the director.

"That's true enough, but am I really that old?" Meng Liangfan was not pleased. Hearing him called "Uncle" made him feel decades older.

"I’m not afraid. After we do this... does it mean we can get married?" Su Ran’s voice was low; she had realized she did not actually dislike Huo Ting.

Back on the ground, Katherine looked out toward the dark, threatening expanse of the great grasslands beyond the main gate of Puke Town.

Yan Feichen struck out with a finger, leaving a white mark on the cave wall like a shooting star vanishing in the night sky.

He had not understood it at the time, but thinking back later, it was clear: the reason Du Rong had kept it hidden was that she had hoped the one who met with disaster would be Ji Ruihong.

Qin Shaomin politely thanked the proprietress, who led the two to the Water Cloud Pavilion, served them tea personally, and then withdrew from the private room.

The reason Duyang’s fur smelled so fragrant now was that he had specifically gone to soak in the river for half a day and then rolled around in a nearby valley where flowers were in full bloom.

Just as Xue'er was about to tell Ma Yichen to let go of her again, there was a knock at the door.

Walking to the entrance, Qian Haoran stepped forward to present the invitation. After checking it, the receptionist immediately and enthusiastically led Wu Zizhuo’s party toward the banquet hall.

The Stone Fist unleashed hundreds of blows in an instant, but a dozen streaks of Purple Flame Sword Qi pierced through the wind of the punches, striking the Stone Giant.

"You..." Yu Pengju died with a look of disbelief, his body slowly collapsing.

Mu Qingshao’s expression remained as calm as ever, a smile still playing on his lips. Eagle Eye had used only the most basic strike, so he had refrained from using any sword techniques in return—whether out of disdain or respect, it was hard to say.

"Brother Qin, someone else is unconvinced and wants to spar with you!" Ma Mingyu came knocking, picking up the wine flask on the table without ceremony to take a few gulps, a look of enjoyment spreading across his face.

One soldier, cunning and swift, rolled to a spot not far from Wang Lun and thrust his long spear toward the warhorse between Wang Lun’s legs. Wang Lun raised his spear to block, but immediately, another blade flashed from the right, hacking directly toward his arm. Before he could dodge, a third blade slashed from the center, aiming straight for his face.

Although Qin Chuan acted as if he had nothing to fear, he knew the value of stopping while ahead. If he were to truly provoke this Sect Master, and the man decided he would rather lose business with the Longteng Merchant Alliance than tolerate him, he would certainly be in for a rough time.

Luo Feng followed Cross into a room filled with silver-white metal, and then the metal door slowly closed, the sound of the lock clicking into place echoing simultaneously.

However, the disciples of the Lingxiao Sword Sect on the other side were not so fortunate. Although the Left Protector and others reacted immediately, there were simply too many disciples involved in the battle and they were too scattered. Even though the Left Protector and his peers managed to set up a defensive formation, they could only protect those in their immediate vicinity.