Let me see who has yet to evolve.

After a quick and careless wash, she lay down on the couch. Today, her emotions were a tumultuous mix of surprise and delight, and after the rush of excitement, she felt utterly drained, slipping into a deep sleep within moments. Hua Changting did not appear in her dreams to poke her forehead.

“A sedan chair? No need to search for one; Zi Yu will have someone bring it over.” Zi Yu immediately instructed his attendant to return to the residence and fetch a sedan chair.

Yun Yuhong hid inside the jar, traveling a long while with the carriage before it stopped. After waiting and hearing nothing, she emerged from the jar and pulled the old Taoist out as well.

In that brief moment, those around initially thought it was a street brawl, and Xia Yi was counted among the aggressors. Yet, when the explosion erupted before their eyes, they finally understood what was happening.

A wave of revulsion swept through; many noble ladies covered their mouths and noses, each showing a look of disgust.

Mo Li’s feelings were complicated—not because of what Meng Qi had mentioned, but because she realized Meng Qi was always watching her, attentive even to the slightest change in her expression.

Inside the exquisitely arranged guest room, Gu Lingzhi and Yan Liang sat on opposite sides. The romantic scenario she had imagined was nowhere to be found; the entire scene was simply two friends of the opposite sex meeting with restraint and propriety.

“What should I do? I must stay calm, escape, and call for help!” Ori made up his mind. As the two thieves entered the room to search for valuables, Ori quietly moved towards the stairs, hoping to slip away first.

Yan Cen spoke thoughtfully, yet after the earlier commotion, the atmosphere would not lighten, no matter what.

Jin Yuan Yuan was completely overwhelmed, tears streaming down her face like a fan who had chased Shen Ying for years and was suddenly meeting her idol.

A pair of grotesquely large, ferocious eyes stared directly at him. He dared not breathe, locked in a gaze with those protruding eyes.

Shan Shan looked at his hateful, grim face, forcibly suppressing the urge to punch him. She thought, “This old brute—talking about ethnic policy with him is like playing music to a cow.” With that, she swept her sleeve and left.

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One month later, the situation in the capital had gradually stabilized. The confiscation and eradication of families had reached its final stage. Considering the safety of the capital, Shan Shan chose not to carry out raids elsewhere, instead staying in the capital and sending Zhang Shijie and others to handle outlying matters.

On the Song coalition side, several hot air balloons soared high, monitoring the battlefield, capturing every detail.

Flattering isn’t too difficult; the trick is to seize upon the other’s point of pride and praise it lavishly. Meng Qi’s earlier words clearly struck the right chord, and Elder Jiao’s anger subsided noticeably.

“Fine, just do as she says. If we take the wrong road, I’ll pay you. We’ll need the ride back as well.” Tian Tian quickly smoothed things over.

He entered the ward just as Auntie was helping Tian Tian wash her face. He hurried forward and snatched the towel from her hands.

In that moment, Tian Tian’s long-held yearning suddenly burst forth as a torrent of tears.

“If Bauman discovered Western Australia, then Jason’s discovery of Eastern Australia belongs to England!” Browning refused to relent.

Sweeping his gaze over those present, he saw most of his companions had fallen, and the remainder were barely standing. Knowing all was lost, he called out helplessly, “Brothers, retreat!” He feinted twice at Tong Niuer and then turned to leave.

As the tranquil voice faded, the world returned to calm, as if nothing had happened. The relentless fires that scorched the sky, the bramble-choked, battered space, the piles of corpses, the wind laden with the scent of blood—all became as ordinary as ever.

After booking a room, Ah Niu helped Qin Daodao to the elevator, preparing to go upstairs to the room.

The scenery of ancient times was truly remarkable. Though the journey had dragged on for five days—exhausting and sleep-deprived—the path was lined with wildflowers and soaring eagles, green everywhere, trees and blossoms abundant. In contrast to the modern world, villages and towns were sparse.

Just then, on a distant cultivation star near Bone Demon Star, a crisp sound rang out in front of a pitch-black stone tower as a white porcelain teacup shattered on the ground.

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Not only him—Li Moran, Luo Chen, and Yu Yin were even more so; in the first round, they defeated their opponents with a single sweeping move.

“If it’s energy, then it can take countless forms. After all, the essence of this world is pure energy; even matter is just transformed energy. There’s nothing strange about it,” Lin Ming explained to her slowly.

A wild wind arose, causing crimson peonies to bloom with abandon, dancing fiercely in the gale; it was as if a beam of light were about to pierce the darkness of the night.

My anxious tears flowed uncontrollably. I opened my mouth, pointed at my throat, and waved my hand.

Ah Yun’s desperate struggle proved futile, only fueling the wild desire for conquest.

“It’s really nothing, haha, you see I’m fine now, aren’t I?” Yue Qi smiled, his expression no longer as exaggerated as before.

Xie Sanlang stood listlessly beside Xie Peizhi. “Big Brother…” What kind of person was the prince?

After sending everyone off, dusk had fallen. Zhao Kuo and Li Mu headed towards the river’s opposite bank, followed by Ge and Xing.

Tang Long guessed why Feng Muyun hadn’t moved against the City Lord’s Mansion—because the entire affair had been orchestrated by him, and it was clear that Feng Muyun was now caught entirely in his trap.

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