Chapter 40: You Know What I Want

Deling felt a hollow ache in her heart. She had intended to redeem that necklace once she was better off financially, but Ye Hongxiao had taken it and donated it to that private charity auction.

Later, he turned around and gifted another one to Song Zigui.

Someone like Ye Hongxiao would naturally consider it beneath him to use such a trivial matter to test her, but Song Zigui would not. She knew she owned a necklace from that brand, and she also knew it had been a gift from Ye Hongxiao.

...

It had been over a month since she arrived at the ancient castle. She and Mother Lan had long since forged a deep friendship. Mother Lan had almost no friends within the clan and had always been a loner, so deep down, she craved company. She would visit the side castle once or twice every day, offering endless words of advice each time.

Long Yi pulled Ye Zifeng aside to ask for the details of his situation. When he heard that Ye Zifeng had not been with Luo Qingxue the previous night, but with Xiu Chuan Fangzi, the look he gave Ye Zifeng turned rather strange.

The official from the Yan Kingdom was an elderly man with graying temples, yet he walked with such vigor that one would never guess his age.

The envoy from the Great Dian Kingdom sat within the carriage, his brows furrowed and his heart heavy. After all, the conditions for reconciliation proposed by Qin Meiniang were truly impossible to meet.

Three days later, Zhang Qianjin arrived at the bamboo forest in the mountains. As he entered, a vast clearing opened up before him, where Lu Fan stood with his back to him, practicing sword techniques using his fingers as a blade.

They waited for a full hour. By the time even Huo Qingtong could no longer restrain herself and had asked several times, a commotion erupted outside the door; Chen Jialuo had finally returned.

We both stopped in our tracks and turned around simultaneously to see Xuanying, who had run up to us, panting heavily.

Whether it was the Ginseng Guiyuan Soup, the Snow Ginseng Pill, or the "Ginseng and Antler Essence Pellet," all could improve the health indices of ordinary people and even provide excellent enhancements for the vast majority of martial artists.

Qin Meiniang let a few drops of blood from her left index finger fall into the bowl of clear water held by the Emperor.

When Hongjun awoke, he found the surroundings in chaos. He was in the garden behind the stone castle, with Morigen sitting on a nearby rock, idly playing with Hongjun’s flying daggers between his slender fingers.

Sikong Jun merely smiled faintly at these words but said nothing. He could not respond to them, for Cheng Youxia had already told them earlier that she did not want the marriage arranged by her family. With the young Master Yuan present as well, he naturally found it inappropriate to speak.

Become his apprentice? Was there some mistake? Hadn't she just beaten up his disciple? Logically, this old man should be standing there with a stern, square-jawed face, looking majestic as he declared he would teach her a lesson—so why would he want to take her on as a student? Could he be intentionally mocking her for having no sect to call her own?

The Immortal Realm also used spirit stones. Fan Jin felt a sense of relief that she had accepted the spirit stones Jin Weizhi gave her back in the Spirit Domain; otherwise, even finding a place to stay would have been a problem.

Li Yi had already selected the "Thousand-Mile Trace" card in the competitive mall. He would look for another thirteen minutes; if he still couldn't find them by then, he would have no choice but to use it.

With the affairs of the Fan Sect weighing on her mind, Fan Jin began running back and forth between the Spirit Domain and the Fan Domain every few days. After much tossing and turning, she finally managed to bring Bai Huan and the others to the Fan Domain first.

Now, free time begins... I don’t know why, but out there on the pitch-black Lop Nur, those words made my heart turn cold.

Qiu Lin kicked open the door to Li Huan's father's room. The three people inside stared at Qiu Lin in shock, each holding a chicken leg with grease glistening on their lips. This was a scene Qiu Lin had not expected; if Li Huan had seen this himself, he probably would have been heartbroken for a long time.

As the three words fell, both Su Luoning and Qiao Mulan felt their hearts jump into their throats. Was there a sound? Did it mean someone had found them, or were there truly wild beasts in this valley?