Volume One, Chapter 59: Tricking the Witch into Wearing Modern Clothes

"Lord Maple Spirit, did you summon me out just to ask these things?" Saviy rolled her eyes and asked feignedly.

"Of course not."

"Oh? Is it because Lord Maple Spirit has encountered another damned man like Tian Mingjing?" Saviy's expression changed rapidly, turning back into a look of utter disgust, as if she harbored a deep grudge against such people.

"Of course not! For goodness sake, you're a girl! Why is your mind only filled with fighting and killing?" Qi Fengling felt genuinely helpless about this.

"Huh? What else could it be! In our Undead Realm, if you don't grow stronger, someone will come to seize your territory. They not only..."

In the evening, someone delivered the Biography of Wu You to him, and Xiao Jiyan stayed up all night reading it. He made one, no, two, three extremely important decisions.

Yi Yuanzhi felt that if Xiao Boqian had been handed over to Consort Meng right after birth, then Consort Imperial Noble Zheng, being so beautiful, must have plotted it long before entering the palace.

He opened his eyes, his first reaction being to frown, raising a hand to block the glaring light hitting his eyes, his mind somewhat blank.

Zheng Dao also sighed. His younger sister was so pampered in the estate, yet here she was neither adopting local customs out of obligation nor feeling deeply wronged; as long as she was happy, that was all that mattered.

When Su Wushuang rushed over, she happened to hear this exact sentence. Seeing that the scene was quiet and not a single person dared to speak, she immediately walked up to the stage, took the microphone, and made a public announcement to all the reporters present.

Zephyr told her to wait a moment. Then he walked over, gently folding her into his arms in a loose embrace, resting his chin on the top of her head, refusing to let go.

Wei Shi withdrew his gaze from the rearview mirror, and the slowly gliding hovercar finally accelerated, leaving behind a fleeting trail of light.

He reached out, grabbed the person's wooden staff with a flick, and simultaneously pushed the person's shoulder with his right palm. The staff was now in his hand, and the person was pushed flying outward with a single strike.

Upon arriving at Gentle House, Liu Guuyao used the Inspection Temple's token to have the gates opened, escorting Zhang Gu all the way to his doorstep.

Everyone looked at each other in dismay. Some were moved, but they remained hesitant, unsure whether to stay or leave, especially since they had spent so many years working hard here.

The so-called top floor wasn't really that high; it was actually just the fifth floor. The elevator's floor selection panel only had buttons for the first and fifth floors, and the elevator went straight to the fifth.

Qiao Yue cast a cool glance at Chu Meng, her voice cold and devoid of ripples, yet it made Chu Meng's heart instantly sink to the bottom of the valley.

It is no exaggeration to say that if not for the special restrictive barriers on the cauldron, the entire elixir pagoda would have been destroyed by the intense heat.

Fegan let out a long sigh. Sun Zhuo hadn't explicitly shown jealousy or displeasure, which ironically gave the naive Howard false hope that Sun Zhuo might yield to him, but Fegan knew that was impossible.

As he spoke, he kicked away the broken bricks on the ground, took three new bricks from the cart and stacked them together, then placed the two bricks the pillar had previously used for leveling on top. It was still four bricks high! But this time, the bottom was firmly planted on the ground without any empty space beneath.

Beneath the high platform, Hu Tong, who had been keeping a close eye upon Yan Ran, wore a very solemn expression, his eyes carrying deep, probing scrutiny.

Without waiting for a reply from the other end, Tang Feng hung up the phone. Then, smiling at the person outside, he said, "Big brother, sorry to trouble you. Are you going to use the phone? I've just finished. They said they'd be back in a couple of days. Oh my~! Big brother, why are you injured? Are you alright?" Tang Feng muttered as he walked outward.

The substitute players around Sun Zhuo were all cheering for their teammates, but Sun Zhuo had not yet fully integrated into the Lakers' collective rhythm. What he was thinking about right now was another question: when would he finally get to play?

"Why did you wake up so early? I wanted to let you sleep a bit longer and wake you up only after breakfast was ready," Su Mingyuan said with a smile as he looked at her.

Knowing things in advance allows one to make preparations. Although these matters would eventually be communicated to them beforehand, knowing earlier allowed Lian Youshan to train with better targeted precision.

The elderly matron beside the Empress Dowager personally brewed two cups of new tea and handed them to the two, then lit a stick of sandalwood in the low table's incense burner. Taking a small sip of her tea, the Empress Dowager finally set down her cup and leaned lazily against the chaise lounge behind her.

Seeing Ni Yuan chatting and laughing effortlessly right now, everyone couldn't help but feel that this person was far more cunning than she appeared on the surface.

Mu Xiu's hands instantly clenched into fists: "What did you say?" He was in no mood to digest the phrase "not getting along very well."

Princess Yijia stopped right in front of Jiang Rong, looking down at her from a position of lofty superiority.

"Sigh!" Mu Yan furrowed his brow tightly, feeling rather unsettled inside. This truth truly pierced straight to the core of his heart.

Furthermore, being an intermediate-level grand array master, the expenses required every year—whether in spirit stones or worldly wealth—were immense.

"Outrageous! In broad daylight, two living people are abducted just like that. Search! Close the city gates right now and search everywhere, house by house, without missing the slightest detail!" When the news reached Su衡's ears, he slammed one hand down angrily on the desk and said sternly.

Yet when he saw Bai Lingjing's recent absent-minded appearance, he still felt somewhat guilty in his heart.

"Are you boyfriend and girlfriend?" The driver, currently steering the vehicle, glanced at Bai Lingjing through the rearview mirror, his face wearing a kind expression and his tone full of concern.

During these past few days, the Li Troupe had free time and had rehearsed a few short excerpts, but they had not yet given a formal performance.

Jiang Jiunsheng felt a bit doubtful. She knew very well that her tolerance for alcohol was not particularly good, especially since she harbored secret intentions toward him.

The City of Colored Clouds was vast—larger than any Sacred Thunder or Supreme Sun realms of the Nine Continents mainland—and the city was densely populated as well.

Bullets with steel cores of various calibers pierced Li Yi's body, kicking up bursts of bloody mist, but Li Yi did not fall.

"Old Mad King, so you're still alive. This old man thought you had already ascended," the Lord of Longsnake City sneered.

The moment the words fell, its body burrowed into the ground with a rumbling sound, leaving only a hollow locust tree shell behind in its original spot.

Could this infant, crawling out from Madam Niu's belly, be the child born after Madam Niu was struck dead by tribulation lightning? If that were truly the case, this baby must be Madam Niu's sixth child.

Subsequently, his gaze shifted, and he realized that the people surrounding him were all prominent figures among the younger generation of the Divine Mountain today.