Volume 1, Chapter 49: Visiting the Eldest Sister

Meanwhile, hearing his words, the others who had originally been on the roc's back opened their eyes one after another, casting their gazes toward the neighborhood of the Soaring Cloud Tribe.

After pretending to ponder with a troubled look for a moment, Xun Yi ultimately decided to take this box of half-moon lotuses back first. Steward Akin had after all stayed in the demon realm for so many years, so he would surely be accustomed to such situations. With a brief explanation, they should be able to get past it.

Chu Qiangzhi ordered the inn to be sealed off and forbade nearby commoners from approaching, while he escorted the Liu family father and son, Deng E, and a group of accomplice underlings back to the Huaying County Yamen.

Jean's expression was still relatively normal, though his smile carried a faint bitterness, and his usually sunny and flamboyant demeanor quieted down somewhat. Holding his glass of red wine, Jean smiled softly and warmly as he raised it in a toast to Fu Rongxi.

Li Xianyin wanted to sleep in his room, but how could he possibly fall asleep when Lu Shu kept shouting "Open, open, open" outside?

Although the young priest's tone was gentle, Carl instantly sensed an aura of danger—the scene was entirely too familiar. In countless movies, governments and villainous organizations used this exact tone to invite people to assist with investigations, and once anyone believed them, they almost never had a chance to come out again.

In the chaos, time loses all meaning. Measured against the flow of time in the Primordial World, Jiang Xiao sat in meditation within the chaos for two hundred million years without moving a single inch, with only the surging chaotic Qi around him serving as proof that he remained in a state of cultivation.

Although Li Rizhi's thoughts were manifold, not much time had actually passed—merely a dozen breaths or so. Brother Yun had already dragged Shopkeeper Ximen close by and delivered a ferocious kick straight into the back of the shopkeeper's knee. With a cry of "Ouch," Shopkeeper Ximen collapsed to the ground, kneeling right before Zheng Gangling.

At this moment, Toshimitsu Motegi felt that if Yayoi Sakurai had not harbored intentions of leaving, how could such an idea have ever arisen?

Co-opting Yi Qian was an accident, yet it had gone surprisingly smoothly. Lu Shu occasionally wondered: just how many other Dragon-Guarding Guards like Yi Qian were currently wandering the outside world as lone ghosts and stray spirits?

However, Cold Dew Pills were exceedingly precious, and with only two left now, Zhang Ruoyun dared not use one rashly on a whim. Since that Special Envoy Yang could release toxic needles, he likely carried the antidote on his person as well. Therefore, seeing that the man had breathed his last, Zhang Ruoyun forced himself to summon his energy and search the corpse.

"To actually face the siege of six Imperial Sovereigns without a trace of fear—with this battle record, even if Jiang Chen were to be defeated and slain, they would have every right to be proud!" Admiration for Jiang Chen flashed through the eyes of the many immortals.

Suppressing the rising anger in his chest, he wanted to take out a Leaf of Wisdom to use as a toll fee; suffering a loss was simply unavoidable.

Blade-Eight Luo might not amount to much in the eyes of young masters like Lei, but to him, that was a figure of overwhelming might and prestige.

Could this Du Sheng actually know so many inside secrets? And in such a short span of time, he had not only become a Pangu sixth-stage expert but had also cultivated Zhang Weifeng and the other two into seven-colored mid-stage saints—it was simply unimaginable.

"You really..." Tuoba Hong gently scraped the bridge of her nose, remembering her clumsy fall earlier that day. She was truly amusing.

Thus, in order to witness some definitive outcome in Ah Chu's romance during his lifetime, Han Gulang began to express his views with subtle tact.

Yet upon hearing what Jin Ling said, Lingxi was nearly provoked into coughing up a mouthful of blood. It was truly a wonder that Jin Ling could utter such words.

"Everyone, please take your seats and rest." Unaware of the speculations among the crowd below, Lingyun bowed in greeting, and under the guidance of the Divine Dragon City's Divine Emperor experts, he escorted the various factions to their respective seats.

Though Consort Jing was terrified, her heart remained calm. She knew that as long as she stubbornly insisted she had been kept completely in the dark, the Emperor would not do anything to her.

Upon entering the next hall, Roadrunner once again spotted a defense line of Arakkoa, with one among them appearing even taller and more formidable.

However, to be able to condense the divine sense—something usually achievable only by cultivators at the early Golden Core stage—while still at the late Xiantian stage, and furthermore being able to deploy it three times, Zhang Long was already monstrously abnormal.

"Big-Chest Sis, I've subdued all the hoodlums and ruffians engaged in smashing, looting, and robbing across the entirety of Donggang County and a third of Beiyang County."

"Actually, it's quite simple. You will quietly recuperate here for this period. This place is enveloped by a powerful force, and I believe that neither Primordial Lord of Heaven, the sect leader of the Elucidation Sect, nor the Jade Emperor will ever discover your existence..." Kong Xuan began to speak slowly.

"Your Majesty..." The remaining Eagle Guards and Wolf Guards rushed forward in panic to catch Di Xin as he was about to fall.

Every family has its own difficult scriptures to chant. Zhang Cuilian was unaware of the farce playing out over at the Xie family household. At present, she was torn between joy and anxiety. What gladdened her was that her adoptive parents' lives had taken another step forward; what worried her was that ever since their last visit to the hot pot restaurant, she had completely lost contact with Gu Zhicheng.

Roadrunner turned a blind eye to the Tauren departing ahead of schedule, neither supporting nor opposing it. His current focus was entirely on the construction of the outpost, and only when the outpost neared saturation would he step into the formal development phase of Mulgore.

And although the Master of Tongtian had departed, he had never once ceased paying attention to the arena of struggle between the Taoist Zhunti and Taoist Jieyin.

Many people lowered their heads, uncertain of whom to believe amidst this muddled debate of right and wrong.

Yu Chi's gaze lingered on the scar across the back of his right hand. The scar was not deep and had long since healed, yet a faint trace remained—a lingering mark from a brush with death a decade ago.

Then her mood sank once more. It was precisely because purchasing the boat had drained the family's savings that they had no money to buy medicine when her father fell ill.

"I was busy for too long and forgot." Zhongqing placed the flower into the vase, smiling brightly at Gu Yanze as she attempted to excuse herself.

"Mother, I want to go take a look too. Eldest brother will definitely be returning to his private school classes, and by then I can just take over helping Mother and Eldest Sister carry the meals!" Tian Qing'an volunteered eagerly.

"Oh my, how did it fall over to my side? Do you feel like a golden canary trapped in a cage?" Bai Yi teased.

Su Yuannian briskly carried the child along with Tongtong trailing closely behind. Handing the child over to Tongtong, Su Yuannian went off to audition. Tongtong, looking about fifteen or sixteen years old, sat not far away holding the child; carved of jade and pink as porcelain, she looked like a piece of art bestowed by the heavens.

She was not the type destined for greatness in the first place. Had her partner Mo Daoning not possessed extraordinary swordsmanship talent and been able to jointly reach the realm of a Primordial Sword Sovereign under a state of perfect resonance, she probably would never have been absorbed by the sword lineage core of the main spatial domain.

With that, Yu Qi opened the door and walked out. Bai Yi instantly contorted her face, clutched her waist, and stamped her foot hard, ten thousand metaphorical beasts galloping through her heart.

While saying these words, the fat man was already growing somewhat impatient. Being lectured on his faults by these outsiders in front of so many people made him feel he had completely lost face.