32. Cupcakes

"You!" Zhou Jinzhou trembled with rage, but upon catching his grandfather's stern gaze, he was forced to swallow his fury.

There was another door in the secret chamber. The two opened it and stepped out into darkness, yet they could still feel gusts of chilling wind blowing through.

"But if we do that, we won't have much time to spend together," Su Qingqing said.

Amidst the sea of flames, those "Traitor Vines" unleashed a frenzied massacre against their own kin throughout the forest.

At the very least, in the eyes of Mu Zhuo and the others, the fact that his maternal grandfather would even kill his own grandson provided them with a slight sense of grim consolation.

By that time, Akina had already become one of the three great divas and was at the peak of her career, but following the suicide attempt, she faced a severe social backlash and her popularity plummeted.

The Grand Kai had promised the West Kai at the time, though in truth he had been reluctant. Now that Ino had made the suggestion, he seized the opportunity to push the troublesome matter off onto someone else.

In the blink of an eye, a grassy forest spanning over a thousand square meters appeared all around Su Yi.

Ever since his professorship at Jiang University was revoked, Fang Yan had not returned, choosing instead to open a room at the hotel where Mi Xia was staying.

Ning Yi chuckled, wrapping his arm around Su Qingqing's slim waist. The two stood so close they were nearly pressed together.

The clear, bright sound of the flute was like the chirping of a skylark in the treetops, instantly drowning out every other noise on the musical instrument street.

"Come, let's wait here for them to break through one by one! I don't know how vast this desert is or how to find our way out. Perhaps there are dangers hidden within this wasteland; it would be strange if this place were perfectly safe, given the nature of the Mage Tower," Chen Cheng remarked.

"Give me the food, I'm starving to death," Jian Quan said, swallowing hard. He had been longing for the meal inside the wooden box with every fiber of his being.

Who would have thought that the more they spent time together, the more he would lose his heart to her? He fell in love with her and, not wanting to harm her, staged an elaborate ruse for Mi Shu to see. They truly believed he was dead.

Xing Mu swiped his hand, sending the teacup crashing to the floor. The atmosphere instantly turned rigid; those who had been drinking their tea in peaceful silence were now all secretly on guard.

Ji Beihuang’s cold, chilling gaze suddenly shifted toward the beautiful petals, and he stated a simple fact with indifference.

"Hmph, I suppose I’ve been bested," Liu Tieshan said. Though bound tightly by the restraint ring released by his mother, he sat on the ground, still unconvinced.

At that moment, Choi Sulli and Bae Suzy burst into the classroom, full of excitement, each holding an identical piece of paper.

The Juque sword, held in a tight grip, slowly slid from his palm and dropped gently to the ground. It struck the floor with a soft, metallic "clatter."

After finishing his wash in the bathroom, Ye Mo walked out of the room into a long corridor. She counted them: there were six rooms on each side of the hall, plus one in the middle, totaling thirteen.

Standing before the door, Dou Dou still hesitated for a moment. This was a place she had never entered, and an inexplicable panic stirred within her. She didn't know why, but finally, she summoned her courage and pushed against the door. The once-locked entrance gave way immediately, and Dou Dou stepped inside.

"Saving a life is more meritorious than building a seven-story pagoda. I am willing to try," Lian Sheng said. He stood up, sat down before Elder Ramu, and observed her carefully with his "Wisdom Eye." It appeared the old woman was suffering not only from karmic illness but also from an unknown, vengeful spirit lurking within her.

After handing over the special talisman, Su Youwei called for an assistant, then headed upstairs to rest.

"Lord Liu, please, offer no more such praise. It is your own integrity that will benefit generations to come; when your students are everywhere under the heavens, the world will surely know your name!" Liu Yu said with a solemn expression.

"Lord Liu, no!" Mi Zhen cried out, startled. She thought he intended to... he had been far too intense last night, and she could not bear another round of his frenzy now.

By the time Zuo Nan’s mind caught up to reality, he had already been sent flying ten meters, slamming into a tree. The tree, as thick as a man's waist, swayed from the impact, sending leaves fluttering down, and the entire trunk leaned from the force of the collision.

In his dream, he had married Miranda, brought his mother and Uncle Charlick’s family to Marlotte, and under the benevolent rule of Prince Bradley, everyone living there was incredibly happy.

He spoke this way now on purpose, as if, after the repression of the journey, he was finally ready to explode and make him feel true terror.

"The strangest thing is his attendant; I fear he is not a sentient being from the Six Realms!" the monk said, trembling with fear.

"What do you mean!" Su Yi realized at once. Seeing the way Yang Huo was struggling, his heart sank, and a dark premonition suddenly flooded his mind.

Its fragmented memories were finally anchored in a pool of blood within a mountain valley, where an ancient ebony coffin lay.

Once Yun Tianheng touched the other person, he firmly remembered their breathing; there was no way he could be mistaken.

Having witnessed the battle between Qin Feng and Jiang Jinghong today, he finally understood that a Grandmaster has transcended the common man, possessing power beyond human limits.

I wondered why such beautiful scenery, in the entire Taiyin Heaven with so many cities and divine beings, had no one developed this area for tourism. It turns out there is such a domineering master cultivating here. It seems that today, if I am not careful, I might be kicking an iron plate.

Although the ship appeared luxurious and noble as a whole, the hull looked somewhat aged, with some parts rusted and covered in black stains, as if it had weathered countless years.

Seeing this, Long Changjiang felt the crisis was finally averted. He had never imagined that there existed such a Great Luo God in this world who, through the chanting of Buddhist scripture, could imprison the savagery in one's heart and stop it from growing or harming the world. Truly, for everything heaven creates, there is always something to restrain it.

Only a few days passed, and by the time the meat could no longer be kept, there was still no sign of Master Cui Jiu returning.

Fortunately, after the incident where the merchant caravan was robbed, Yanyu City began to step up its rectification efforts. The garrison, which previously paid little attention to mountain affairs, began to clear out the bandit forces hiding in the hills.