57 Chapter Fifty-Seven

During these past few days, Mu Yao had been staying at Feng Mo's place instead of the dormitory, so naturally the two of them did not cross paths, as they were in different majors.

Gu Qianqian arched her eyebrows, bounced over to Shi Yuechu with light steps, and blinked her starry eyes, wearing an expression that begged for credit and praise.

Eldest Su was also aware that Sixth Su was not his biological brother. When Old Master Su brought Sixth Su home back then, Eldest Su was already in his teens. The harshness he had shown Sixth Su all these years was precisely because they were not blood-related.

She did not brush him off; instead, she let him hold her hand, raised her head, and looked at him with a beaming smile, her eyes shifting with anticipation and charm.

She curved the corners of her lips, yet not a shred of warmth could be detected, and her eyes were ice-cold—completely unlike the Gu Qianqian that Aunt Lin remembered from before.

"Focus on your cultivation and do not be double-minded! Wanting to learn everything at once is why your spiritual roots are so poor!" Shangguan Qingyun dropped these words coldly.

Su Bansha only saw that the other person was a man without catching a clear glimpse of his face, but judging by the grand display, that person's status was extraordinary.

"Alright, get up now!" Mother Liu glanced at the shivering Suyuanda, took a breath, and said.

Yang Mu had never believed that Ruo Meng sitting here was a simple coincidence. Moreover, her words just now proved once again that she was extremely familiar with Uncle Lin; otherwise, she would not have been able to draw such sharp conclusions.

"Boundary-Suppressor, it has been a long time. You have grown up as well." Lu Ning's voice held a hint of nostalgia, yet his words left the neighboring Spirit-Cat Zhongling utterly shocked.

Yukino happily said something to Yui, gently waved at me, and completely and consciously ignored Yukinoshita's question.

This youth, who looked so refined and sunny, seemed to harbor countless secrets, shrouded in a layer of mist that made one desperately yearn to uncover the truth.

"Hahaha... My brother is truly clever, catching on with just a hint. It is indeed a gambling match!" Mentioning the gamble, Fatty Wang's eyes began to shine brightly as well, clearly filled with anticipation for this wager.

"Brother Duan, I, Ouyang Tu, am already infinitely grateful that the Wang family could be destroyed this time around. As for all those properties and lands of the Wang family, my intention is that they should all belong under your name!" Facing Duan Chen's inquiry, Ouyang Tu replied without the slightest hesitation.

Even so, the Prince Consort could not easily see the princess on many occasions, because they still had to go through the application process, and this process was rarely up to the princess herself. The steward of the princess's estate was the one who wielded the real power.

It was already shocking enough when Diewei emerged from Lingyun's arm, and everyone was even more astonished once they beheld her beauty. Yet, at this moment, Diewei's silent display of prowess left everyone trembling.

Physical strength originates from the flesh; only when the physical body is strong can one's physical strength be formidable. The boundless, abyss-like power hidden within Fahai's body made them feel it was unfathomable and completely unshakable. They were utterly shocked and found it hard to believe. Could it be that their senior brother merely looked human, while his true form was actually some sort of demon?

"Whoosh!" That assassin was no fool either; at the very instant he lost his balance, he cleverly dropped a smoke bomb. Still, he miscalculated Lingyun's acceleration.

After pressing Empress Wei's acupuncture points, Li Longfei did not rush to leave, because he knew that given Empress Wei's temper and personality, she would definitely fly into a great rage.

In the early morning, Leng Yue rose and waited, wondering when those rumors would finally reach the inner palace. She found a clean spot to sit down, leaned her back against a large tree, and listened to the birds singing and the wind rustling through the leaves.

Before even a few dozen seconds had passed, dozens of burly men armed with torches and weapons swarmed out of the pawnshop's backyard.

She looked at the faces of the attending palace servants, yet her mind was in a daze, unable to recognize who any of these faces belonged to.

A white sedan was heading toward the Imperial Gambling Palace. Not far away, a guard raised his hand, and the driver immediately stepped on the brakes. "Boss, we are already within 500 meters of the Imperial Gambling Palace. Let's get out here." The car door opened, and the two stepped out, walking one after the other toward the palace gates.

"Seventh Brother. I came here quite early today and will be heading back shortly. Take some time to go back for a visit; everyone hasn't seen you in a long time and is worried." Speaking in front of Ye Qi and the others, Huo Mei completely shed her previous coldness, her tone natural as if she were talking to her own older brother.

Ji opened his eyes to see magnificent draped curtains; he was evidently lying on an even more lavishly carved wooden bed.

Before long, Elder Fang and the Yi sisters all walked in. Seeing Ye Xuan, everyone burst into cheerful laughter and exchanged warm inquiries, except for Qiyu, who glared viciously at Ye Xuan.

At this moment, Linghao abruptly became the weakest link among the five. Countless gazes landed on him, eager to see when he would reach his limit. Yet, Linghao had not even used any magic spells or divine abilities up to this point, which made it somewhat difficult to fathom the true depth of his capabilities.

However, there were truly no clues to be found whatsoever. Xu Wuyou had even ventured deep into the Primordial Gate alone to search, yet failed to uncover even the slightest trace, as though Diye and Kayang had simply vanished into thin air.

Amidst the countless crystal-clear raindrops, numerous birds darted swiftly from all directions; they pierced through the stained-glass windows, flapping their wings to release black flames like a rapidly contracting ring of fiery radiance, pressing in toward Alorome inside the bedchamber.

"Rest assured, since the communications are not cut off, I will maintain contact with the base on the surface and can assist with the command from there," Redson said, growing somewhat anxious when he saw Haiqi still hesitating.

However, among the many organizations and branches within the Scent-Seeking Cult, not all of them followed the White Tiger Hall's model. For instance, Ye Zhong's Azure Dragon Hall operated entirely along the lines of conducting business. While Ye Zhong had yet to fully understand the specifics, now that he needed to integrate the cult's forces, he already had a plan to investigate how the Azure Dragon Hall managed its commerce.

A fight between two martial artists would inevitably catch innocents in the crossfire, and they had no desire to be those innocent bystanders.

"Enough, hurry up and hand over a thousand Dao coins. Don't waste time; I am a busy person," the red-and-black-faced Daoist refiner said with lingering resentment.

As young people, no matter how mature they pretended to be, saying they did not care about being recognized would undoubtedly be a lie.

He silently spread his arms like an eagle unfolding its wings, the fire core on his chest blazing hot. Within the spiral-shaped silver-white hollow grooves, a set of silver lines spun, and his entire body was instantly bathed in a spherical ball of blue lightning.

In truth, Shen Shi would have preferred using natural gas—pumping it into the tunnels and then throwing in a single spark. With a loud boom, everything would be resolved.

One of the imperial concubines looked slightly older than the rest, yet she was still younger than Ye Ninglan.