Volume One, Chapter 33: She Is Su Xiaowu
This entire area consists of self-built houses nestled around the mountains, with numerous stone steps, small paths, and stone bridges weaving through the landscape. The dense, crisscrossing network of roads makes it difficult for a newcomer to discern the exact route.
Su Qiuyu had an excellent memory and a strong sense of direction, yet even she found herself lost here. The monotonous similarity of the houses left no landmarks to recall. She had just passed a humble barbershop and, after wandering in circles, found herself once again standing before its door ten minutes later.
Along the way, she encountered several groups searching for her. She immediately avoided the large clusters but dealt mercilessly with those who were isolated. When her opponents began wielding weapons, her own brass knuckles were already lethal, but what they pulled out next...
“Slow down...” Shen Mochen called out as he saw her rushing ahead anxiously. Just then, there was a thud as Taozi suddenly fell onto the sand.
Though he had never ventured into the cosmic expanse nor crossed it before, he did not hesitate to step forward.
Yet, her considerate nature made her unwilling to trouble her parents, so she feigned indifference.
What she never expected was his reaction. Upon hearing her words, his face darkened, and without a word, he instructed Ye Chen and turned away.
He sought to quell the matter swiftly, wanting to pull Su Luo away at once to prevent her from falling into such a predicament. Who could have guessed that this young master Hu, who fancied himself charming and gallant, was in truth lecherous and debauched?
The villagers here were undoubtedly familiar with the vast Ten Thousand Mountains. Perhaps a frontal clash with them was impossible—a completely overwhelming situation. Yet if these people, like cunning beasts in the jungle, lurked in the shadows and occasionally harassed others, it would make things very difficult.
“Yuan Yuan, I need to tell you something. You must stay calm,” Xie Ci soothed her before lowering his eyes to gaze seriously.
Entering the ranks of these colossal beasts, the one bearing Xiao Ran approached another even larger creature and growled softly, as if conversing. After a while, Xiao Ran’s beast departed, accompanied by three other similarly massive and imposing beasts.
Qu Guangquan and his men soared into the air, blocking all directions, both on land and in the sky.
Though her selfish desires might preserve herself, her cherished Thousand Snake Island, and those she cared for, this war was unbearably cruel.
“Boss Li, this wasn’t mentioned in your previous cooperation terms,” someone stood up to say.
The blade in his hand swung faster, yet with each movement, more vulnerabilities appeared on Gu Chen’s body.
To be precise, it was worth more than gold and held infinite potential. In other words, Ji Wangshan was now equivalent to a mountain of gold.
“All right, take these five days to thoroughly develop your medicine. I’ll return after five days,” Lin Chen said before leaving Mo Qiu’s office.
However, unbeknownst to the two, their thoughts were surprisingly aligned. Lin Yang had also come to understand—why couldn’t Liu He be his destined one?
Xu Yi’s confusion was destined to remain unresolved for now. Several hours later, others gradually awoke, their faces bearing the same bewildered expression.
With a single thought, a towering sword intent swept across three nearby great stars.
“Enough. Carry all these people out,” Sheng Minghui said coldly, waving his hand toward several men in white coats.
Upon entering the shop, all the sales staff greeted them with warm smiles, making them feel truly welcomed.
In a certain video, one could see Lin Yang asking Liu He for money while shopping for clothes.
Zhao Hui embraced Li Zhenguo, welcoming his fervent kiss. She felt as if her entire being was submerged in Li Zhenguo’s love.
The men of the Shangguan household were all hopeless romantics. With no concubines or second wives in the household, such a dramatic scene was a first for Shangguan Wan.
I must not show any displeasure. After all, it was sudden business that brought him here; Qi Yi probably did not want this either. It seemed today she truly had to return home with Chen Naimo by car.
“Yes, I am Zhang Zexi,” Zhang Zexi replied with a smile, clearly familiar with this kind of occasion.
Zhao Hui picked up the phone and dialed Li Zhenguo’s home number. After a few rings, someone answered. Hearing a “Hello” from the receiver, Zhao Hui recognized it as Li Zhenguo.
After getting off the bus, there was still a long way to the temple. After taking a few steps, her phone rang. Seeing it was Wu Qiong, she thought, “Hey, this isn’t over yet, huh?” and answered.
Of course, Tao Xiong didn’t hold Hao Xiong in high regard. To their eyes, only the victor rules! Since Hao Xiong lost to Dian Wei, he would surely face severe punishment upon return. This was also why Dian Wei somewhat sympathized with Hao Xiong’s bravery.
With only a week left until the final exams, Zhao Hui studied even harder, lingering late into the night.
Half a month later, Shangguan Wan received a message from Chai Min, instructing her not to return to the Imperial Capital Academy no matter what during this period.
Rui Xuan lifted her head, her bloodshot eyes fixed unwaveringly on the fierce gaze of the enemy, showing no sign of retreat.
Shao Lingyun guessed that Chen Zifeng had come so late because he had something to report to Wang Peng. After finishing his notes, he left first.
Thirdly, all armed militia were fully on duty, carrying live ammunition; if there was a danger of flood breach, they were to promptly fire warning shots and organize effective evacuation, strictly preventing panic, stampedes, or mutual trampling. Those who disobeyed orders or fled could be shot.
“Well then, this is me—possessed by a bull, with one or two large horns—this is the past life of Niu Gensheng—the Bull Demon King,” Niu Gensheng finally figured it out and understood the connection.
“All right, after finishing these tasks, let’s escape together,” Xiao Lin still held onto a sliver of hope.
Today, the exalted Elder Lan Ji sat in the same room with this rebellious inner disciple, both holding a strange golden-yellow long rope. If the young disciples of the Dao of Creation saw this, they would surely be stunned.
Yu Xinyuan knew from his preliminary investigation that the row of houses facing the street were the county party committee’s family dormitories. He thought it best to be cautious.
To avoid attracting attention, the jeep continued forward. When they reached a quieter spot, Yu Xinyuan instructed Guo Qing and “Long Sanlang” to walk and identify the location again.
Jing Moxuan stepped out of the car, walked to the back seat, opened the door, and gallantly extended his hand to Han Shui’er. She took it, and together they entered the villa.
Since arriving here, Luo Qianhan had remained silent. Well, he was always this way. Nearly everyone from Buye Tian had come this time for the Tomb of Gods and Demons.
Martial arts related to the soul and primordial spirit were scarce, and those meeting Shen Qi’s requirements were even rarer. Thus, Shen Qi’s actual workload was not heavy.
The Grand Elder’s tone remained calm, though no one noticed his tightly clenched hands beneath his sleeves.
When speaking of traversing star realms, its tone was uncertain. It seemed no record of this existed in the Flame Clan’s ancient texts it had seen.
The plane was already waiting. As soon as Fang Shi boarded, the pilot asked if they were ready for takeoff. Fang Shi replied affirmatively, and the plane took off immediately.