Volume 1, Chapter 45: Fu Yichen's Mother Comes to Trouble Shu Ya

Shuya had no idea that she had inadvertently altered someone's destiny.
She had already returned home.
The moment she opened the door, she intended to call out for Nannan.
Instead, upon seeing the man in the living room, the words caught in her throat. Her eyes filled with vigilance as she asked, "What are you doing back here?"
The man in the living room turned out to be Fu Yichen.
He was dressed entirely in black.
It gave off an inexplicable, chilling aura.
Fu Yichen's eyes were deep and dark. "Come to my study. I have something to tell you."

At eight o'clock in the morning, Qi Beifa overlooked the brilliantly illuminated city from the floor-to-ceiling windows, smoking cigarette after cigarette. His eyes were bloodshot.

"Congratulations, Fellow Daoist Qin. You must know that among our Five Elements Sect, everyone of your generation who became a Second Tribulation True Monarch has now advanced to the Half-Step Golden Immortal realm," the Five Elements boy praised with admiration.

After a short while, out of the twenty-something men in black, twenty collapsed onto the ground, convulsing, while the remaining few retreated in sheer terror.

Qin Feng wore a calm expression. Although he had never expected to draw a bye, being the first one called out still felt somewhat annoying.

"Lingling!" Rong Shuqing screamed in panic as she went to support Qin Lingxi. Qin Yue abruptly let go, causing a numb and in-pain Qin Lingxi to collapse heavily onto the floor.

The world shattered like glass, and the quartet, along with the mirror, materialized inside a football stadium.

It recorded precisely when he got out of bed that day, what he ate for breakfast, and what words he spoke.

Qin Yue's thoughts were as tangled as paste. Countless ideas flashed through her mind in utter chaos, leaving her completely unable to calm down.

Qin Feng's Yin-Yang Divine Light was still waiting for the right moment. Apart from this trump card, which could deal with a Fourth Tribulation True Monarch, all other methods were useless.

The boss, Li Xiang, could be instantly killed, but he still waited for a wind blow to bypass the attribute switch and finished him off with a sword dance.

"Damn it, Sun Ying has hooked up with that Lu Bin who got into a fight with us at the Great Wall the other day!" Xie the Old Claw said through gritted teeth.

"Why do I always feel that you won't keep your promise to lift the spiritual array reinforcement within seven days?" Bai Moyou still did not trust Feng Chen. Her beautiful eyes gazed at Feng Chen's youthful yet somewhat mature face as she whispered softly.

Zilingtian's livestream room attracted countless viewers every day now, many of whom were reluctant to leave, hoping he would continue broadcasting.

Perhaps, with Gerang's matter falling through, Yang Chengyang must have been feeling quite gloomy inside. At a time like this, he was probably yearning for something to go wrong over at Old Jiang's place.

First her grandparents passed away one after another, then her father, and finally, two years ago, another accident took her mother away.

Rather than arguing with words, it was better to prove oneself through practical actions. He wanted to see what else Xiao Daofeng had to say after losing.

Sun Shangmei walked up to Chen Fan with a faint trace of sorrow in her expression, but her eyes had grown firm and mature. Her grief had transformed into a valuable life experience.

Clearly, he too had deduced the extraordinary nature of the stone tower from the time dilation, but he had arrived a step later than Jiang Tian.

"What a thorny opponent." Space trembled everywhere and at every moment, leaving not a single split second to pause. Every footing was inevitably pursued by that pair of fatal spears, forcing the three-realm peak emperor Liu Moxinxin to flee her spot.

Lu Xiaozhi pointed at Li Yang, trembling with anger, his eyes covered in bloodshot veins. He finally understood that it was impossible to reason with someone like Li Yang, or he might just be angered to death sooner or later.

By the third day, Zhang Che was finally liberated because Comrade Zhang Weiguo returned from Busan ahead of schedule.

Much like metallic wires and electric currents, these elastic nerve fibers were capable of transmitting the arachnid brain bug's mental power almost perfectly.

Seeing that Bae Seul-gi had stopped speaking, Zhang Che reached out to hail a cab, put her inside, and the taxi sped all the way toward the address she provided.

"What the heck?" Tang Tian widened his eyes and stopped him. He had flattered him for so long just to borrow money? Did he really look like a wealthy person to him?