Volume 1, Chapter 18: Do You Enjoy Watching?

Lu Ershi, however, kept gazing at the sky, the ground, and even his own shoes, as if he were completely oblivious to Lu Dashi’s piercing glare. After a while, Lu Dashi’s expression darkened further and further.

This Golden Phoenix actually looked down on Liu Shouguang so much. Well, that was to be expected, given that her cultivation level far surpassed his. At this moment, Liu Shouguang wished for nothing more than a battle. Only combat could settle everything; this beast seemed to be the type that would never shed tears until it saw the coffin.

Setting aside these business matters, the imperial family ultimately did not allow the Prince of Funing’s estate and the Di family to annul the engagement; they only decided to postpone the wedding date. However, because the Prince and Princess of Funing still wished to break the betrothal, no final date was ever set.

"Walnut, let’s go inside." Cherry pulled Walnut by the hand and turned toward the house. "You find us an eyesore and act as if we don’t exist, brazenly gifting a pouch to a young man right in front of us sisters. You have no shame, but we are blushing for you. It’s better if we just avoid this and save ourselves the misery of staying here."

Her voice was soft, but to everyone present, every word fell like a thunderclap. As she spoke, she did not look at the Black Emperor; her gaze remained fixed on Chu Tiandi. At this moment, her heart belonged solely to him and could hold no one else. This declaration seemed directed at him alone, a testament to the steadfastness of her resolve.

The sisters never did get another chance to head into the mountains to catch wild rabbits. Fortunately, after renovating the courtyard, they still had plenty of savings left, enough for Miantao to carry out her plan of leasing more land and raising more livestock next year. Perhaps there would even be a little left over to save for Yangtao.

Uncle Qin’s group kept clamoring to drive the informant, Cheng Lei, and her child out of Qin Fortress.

In a flash, the young master of the Gu family swirled into the hall like wind, mist, lightning, and light. When he turned back, the veil from Noble Consort Ning’s face was already in his hand.

The traveler from overseas had lost his ancestral heirloom and felt too guilty to do anything but return to his island to continue his penance. He felt it would be a shame to let this old land fall into ruin, so he wished to gift it to someone who could bring new glory to his ancestors’ former home.

It was a Black Qilin, its entire body the color of ink, shrouded in mystery.

"President Yan! These are chocolate cupcakes I made! Please, have a taste!" Bai Qimeng smiled as she handed the cupcake to him.

Because of their respective positions, both of them were busy every day. The rare two weeks they had were already greatly reduced by Yan Weiming’s work, and now with an unexpected business trip, the time they actually spent together amounted to barely a week.

"Brother, congratulations." At this moment, Wade also stepped forward to graciously congratulate Sun Zhuo, though his face still betrayed endless disappointment.

The entangled rebel soldiers hurriedly withdrew their spears and stepped back to clear a path.

Le Qiang shook her head and smiled inwardly, thinking of how Tang Chi had only revealed the tip of the iceberg of her true strength that day, yet had defeated Shu Mu in seconds.

However, when Feng Jin turned around and saw her sleeping soundly, he picked her up, gently placed her on his large bed, and tucked the quilt around her.

At this moment, Zhang Li looked like someone who was just begging for a beating. Saying such things, he was clearly feeling extremely smug and contemptuous of everyone present.

"Didn’t you suspect Fang Mo of doing it before? How did it become Du Yuanming?" the Earth Emperor asked.

"Let me go first." James volunteered, fearing that there wouldn’t be an opportunity for him to perform by the end.

But just as the light shield was completed, the Yin-Erosion Qi and the God-Slaying Demonic Fiend of Song Yang instantly shattered the shield and struck Wang Chen.

"Did I give you permission to leave?" Watching the stubborn figure walking toward the tent exit, Long Yinxuan felt a complex mix of emotions.

The servants had long since noticed the figure of Old Madam Su following them, but sensing that the force behind her carried no murderous intent, they ignored her and merely observed her from the shadows.

"Roar! Roar!" The Nine-Eyed Demon Salamander was truly enraged. Its massive, wide jaws snapped open, and a vast spray of flickering, eerie black sparks erupted from within.

Once they dispersed, KO certainly would no longer engage in guerrilla tactics. Firstly, doing so would look like they were playing passively, and secondly, KO would not fear them even if they split up. When it came to individual combat capability, the Kings were not enough to make KO feel afraid.

Suddenly, the once-quiet street descended into chaos, and the noisy commoners were terrified by my pronouncement.

"It is rumored that the spiritual energy in the Upper Realm is overwhelming, far beyond anything the cultivation world can compare to. Even the infants there are at the Foundation Establishment stage!" Ye Wen-dao’s eyes revealed a look of immense yearning as she gazed at Zhang Qiuyang.

"Speak up. We’ve reached this point, and we are now grasshoppers tied to the same rope," Yue Changfeng said.

When the strange python was undergoing its tribulation, the Monstrous Pearl seemed to vanish, never once appearing; it seemed such a spectacle was not worthy of its gaze. As the strange python swallowed the lightning, its "slender" body became increasingly refined.

How could Tang Chuan know that Liu'er had already heard about his cultivation level—the late Nascent Soul stage? Naturally, he would be reserved and respectful; after all, a late Nascent Soul cultivator was a figure worth worshipping anywhere.

Bring it over, seize the soul; bring it over, seize the soul. The process was seamless, and the memories of the immortal deity’s soul were continuously snatched away by Chu Tianlin.

The total value of the spiritual ores Lie Pan had listed for Liuyun Wealth was at least two million spirit stones. The total revenue from selling talismans and spiritual artifacts was fifty-one million six hundred thousand. Liuyun Wealth only took the one hundred and sixty thousand as a fraction, a gesture of extreme generosity and a sign of active goodwill.

Things having reached this point, the truth was all but revealed. The entire hall erupted in an instant; the late Emperor had actually been poisoned to death. Many ministers could not help but shed tears.

Qin Wuyou was demure and conservative. If she had dressed her mother, she would have kept her as plain and elegant as always; this vibrant attire must have been Ayi’s doing. He could not help but glance toward Ayi.