Book One, Chapter 131: Flower Manlou Arrives as Promised, with a New Song, “Someone Like Me”!

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“Uncle, you make a good point!”
“That Su Le doesn’t have that much ability; he was just a useless freeloader back then!”
“Now he’s suddenly transformed into a boss—I always found it puzzling. Turns out he’s just a puppet!”
Yang Wei suddenly felt a sense of balance in his heart!
Anyone could achieve greatness, but Su Le could not.
Because he felt it was unfair!
“Enough, don’t worry about it so much. Let’s focus on making our concert a success—that’s the priority!”
“The time is nearly up; have Ke Min and the others get ready to perform!”
“Then go see if Lu Yaoyao has arrived and greet her personally. We spent quite a bit to invite her here for publicity...”
“Ouyang, be honest, have you given up on pursuing senior sister?” Several roommates surrounded Ouyang with ill intent.
“...Why is he here?” Chen Yao approached with a dark expression, but upon seeing Feng Yin covered in blood, he quickly pressed on the injured acupoints to stop the bleeding.
The Ning family members watching relaxed slightly; as long as Ye Feng was eliminated, the morale of the Ye family would suffer a heavy blow. Then breaking through the Ye family would be effortless.
Tang Qian was stunned. If he had decided to steal her things, why did he even pay for the food? What was that about? Did he pity her because she was crippled and foolish?
He only felt that his clan should not abandon him at such a critical time. As a promising disciple of the He Yi clan, he had brought them much honor. The royal family was merciless but justified; yet he had cultivated in the He Yi clan since childhood, and those elders had watched him grow up. How could they be as heartless as His Majesty?
Chaolu couldn’t hold back his laughter, and neither could the Mu siblings, Wen Ren Yue, nor the group from the Peach Blossom Spring. Only Wen Ren Qing, a close friend of Yufeng Xian, refrained from mocking and instead sighed worriedly, unsure how to help his friend.
At this moment, Ouyang’s resentment deepened; if he didn’t vent soon, he felt he might go mad.

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Rogue A: Since you saw us, why didn’t you say a word before leaving? Do you look down on us?
Jade Hibiscus pondered but completely forgot about Su Yunxiang. By the time she remembered him, dusk was settling outside.
After completing the third stage of the Great Dragon Elephant Skill, Ye Feng took a deep breath and collapsed onto a stone ‘bed’ to sleep deeply.
The audience below, noticing my spirit less fierce than before, were somewhat taken aback. However, I had already created many miracles, and everyone had finished betting—most bet on me to win. They cheered me on with renewed vigor.
Looking at the reshaped sculpture on the table, Ye Yang’s lips curled slightly, clearly satisfied with his work.
Wang Mu hadn’t paid attention earlier but now turned his head to see over ten corpses of Jiedan-stage cultivators littered on the ground. No one dared touch them, clearly terrified.
Beside him, Huangfu Song smiled but didn’t intervene. Though he did not want to offend a cultivator with only three counterfeit elixir realm levels who had managed to kill a four-counterfeit elixir realm practitioner like Biyun Shui, he did not hesitate to watch Yun Yuerou attack Wang Mu.
“I... I think I just saw her fall beside me...” Qiu Yinru coughed a few times, her long hair wet and her face pale.
“Brother... there’s a bad person! She can’t remember what she wanted to say...” The big, slow girl lying in my arms teased while panting heavily.
Dong Chengdao coughed up blood again. White strands appeared at his temples, and faint wrinkles marked his face.
Wasn’t Lin Han trying to cozy up to Xiong Fei? Why did three slaps send Xiong Fei sprawling on the ground like a puddle of mud?
Song Kai entered and found the city lord’s mansion was a den of thieves. Many guards took advantage of the night to pillage everywhere.
Dressed in a conservative white swimsuit, Bai Yalan sighed as she lay on a lounge chair.
“If you want to go back, then go. I don’t want to. Every time I enter that villa, my heart feels uneasy.” Nakata Yuqiao looked terrified, trembling uncontrollably—whether from cold or fear, no one could tell.
Lin Feng was surprised by the second message. It seemed the other party already knew who he was—and also knew his martial skills were good. But how did they know? Lin Feng was skeptical.
“Hahaha, master need not be so polite. The journey ahead is long and the mountains far; I’m sure there are many wondrous tales to tell. Why not share them with me and the court?” Empress Wu Zetian smiled.

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Damn, I thought I misheard. Could it be I guessed right? That Xia Yingying was inwardly craving and sought out the charming, handsome me to soothe her loneliness.
“At your service, Your Majesty! Whatever you command, I, Huang Feihu, will risk life and limb without hesitation!” Huang Feihu shouted, his face filled with sincere loyalty.
Hearing this and noticing Mu Qingshan’s strange expression nearby, Wei Zijie immediately sensed something amiss.
Hu Zhengguang said gravely, “It’s like this: our sect plans to send us true disciples to trial in a newly discovered ancient site.”
His beastly nature made him laugh uncontrollably as he shamelessly groped Bei Cun Shana.
Wei Zijie’s words stunned everyone present, including Ruo Ruo, who had been lazily resting in his arms, suddenly opening her eyes wide in disbelief.
But to surprise the enemy, a ruse was necessary. First, probe Sishui Pass, then head to Xingyang City under the pretense of attacking Hulao, but secretly ascend the Yellow River to send the navy for a surprise attack on Sishui Pass.
This was probably what total defeat looked like. Yet Dugu Xiude owed him a life, a chance, and promotion. He could not abandon Cheng Wang. Otherwise, he would have fled long ago, soaring freely like a bird in the sky.
Lin Nantian and the Huang family knew Lian Yun’s character well enough to trust she was not reckless. Coupled with Lin Xiaoyao’s words, the two no longer refused but grew more curious.
Just as Li Bashan was halfway through transmitting power to Chang Kong—suddenly! Unable to hold back any longer, Ling Changqing sprang up from the mud, delivering a palm strike that knocked the already fragile Li Bashan unconscious.
Xia Xi looked baffled, watching Uncle Xu and her lady wildly showing affection while also observing Meng Nan and her mother fiercely bickering.
Though Chang Kong’s body was nearly torn apart by bites, his heart beat strongly, and his meridians remained intact. They were so tough that even blades and axes might not sever them.