Volume 1, Chapter 49: Gu Moting Also Secretly Photographed Her

Su Qiuyu had originally thought she could escape—
The pair of dark eyes Gu Moting turned to look at her gave Su Qiuyu the uncanny feeling of a thief being caught red-handed.
A trace of unhurried, bantering amusement surfaced in Gu Moting's dark eyes as he gazed at her profoundly.
Su Qiuyu averted her gaze and ignored him.
Over on Xiaotao's side, after chattering on volubly for a while, she suddenly grew somewhat impatient.
Xiaotao's tone turned heavier: "Alright, alright, Sister Shanshan, I know, I really do know!! But I still can't tell you, because I've made promises to a lot of people."
Shao Shanshan was displeased: "Promised a lot of people? Who could they all be?"
"Why do you have to know so much?"
"Xiaotao! Sister has always treated you..."
In Zhu Yuan's estimation, upon hearing that he had killed Wei Zhengyan, Fan Xinlin would undoubtedly fly into a thunderous rage and immediately seek to hold Zhu Yuan accountable.
Fei Liangcai sucked in a sharp breath. Martial artists were categorized into ranks, with three major tiers divided into twelve stages, each stage clearly defined. Especially within the third tier, internal-force martial artists kept their strength contained within the body, external-force martial artists projected their strength beyond the body, and transformation-force martial artists harnessed the power of heaven and earth. Only upon reaching the level of a Sage could one comprehend the laws.
At this very moment, Zhu Yuan could no longer care that his internal strength was nearing exhaustion. The spatial folding patterns within the rule-bound black box lit up, and the two figures who were on the verge of being struck by the shockwave suddenly vanished.
Dracula found it utterly unbearable to endure this hellish torture. The more excruciating the pain, the more frantically he struggled, pulling out all the stops to break free from his restraints. Yet Mobai's elbow pressed down on his body like a slab of steel, immovable by even a fraction of an inch.
Her cascading long hair was soaked through and plastered entirely against her head, while droplets of water trickled from her bangs and scattered stray strands, sliding past her drooping face to land on her form-fitting shirt, where they were instantly absorbed without a trace.

That very night, Si Wan wore a veil and released a tracking butterfly from her palm. The butterfly was capable of sensing the spell talisman that Si Wan had placed on the person wearing the human-skin mask, and Si Wan followed its direction all the way.
Upon entering this space, she discovered that the entire secret chamber was completely different from the outside world; it was unexpectedly as clean as if someone lived there. Cordless cleaning robots scurried endlessly across the floor.
"What is wrong with this Liu Shan? I hadn't even finished speaking, yet he... he followed me away with such enthusiasm!" Along the way, Si Wan could not help muttering in a low voice to Qi Mang.
"Young Master, you're done with your work? Let me go heat up the food for you." Aunt Xi hurriedly stood up, massaging her slightly sore arm as she spoke and headed toward the kitchen.
This was because Li Yuyun's physical body was stronger, if anything, than male cultivators who specialized in physical cultivation. However, Fang Xian's realm was higher than Li Yuyun's; even if he suppressed his cultivation, how much could his physical strength really be restricted?
Conversely, the casualties suffered by the Marr Empire's army were also quite catastrophic, yet they still maintained a slight numerical advantage of one million troops.
Meanwhile, upon receiving the notification from Li Xuantian, Hao Tianxuan further notified the patriarchs of the major powerful clans. Upon receiving Hao Tianxuan's notice, the patriarchs of those clans in turn notified their respective subordinate factions.
"Very well! Pass down the order: the grand army will set out and return in triumph to the capital." Yuan Shao turned and issued the command to his personal guards.
Bolts of lightning in various colors resembled flood dragons and furious pythons, roaring and darting about, tearing the firmament asunder.
"Giddyup~ Let us wander the mortal world and live unrestrained, galloping on horseback to share the prosperity of the human world, chanting songs over wine to voice the joy within our hearts, seizing our youth in all its blazing glory~~~" Xue Rengui unexpectedly began to sing with great excitement—none other than that widely known and extensively circulated tune.
Yi Le looked somewhat perplexedly at Eriri, who wore an expression of "wanting to speak yet hesitating." Although he felt a certain curiosity about the words she had left unsaid, he did not press further.
Even the clansmen observing the battle from two thousand miles away found themselves caught amidst shifting celestial phenomena: at times ferocious storms and torrential rain, at times clear skies for ten thousand miles, at times swirling snowfalls, and at times sudden downpours of hail.
Not far from them, Su Ling'er listened to the exchange between the two, a sigh involuntarily welling up in her heart.
Sasi Li knitted his brows; this younger brother of his was far too murderous, taking lives at the drop of a hat. This was by no means a good thing. However, since this was a critical juncture, he had no mind to lecture Sasi Yong; he would simply have to wait until tonight's affairs were concluded before having a proper talk with him.

Hearing a familiar voice, Yun Wanrong felt as though she had grabbed onto a life-saving straw; she rushed to his side, embraced him tightly, and burst into loud sobs.
The villains were insidiously cunning, and perhaps possessed additional forces. Although they had the Qinglian Sect, they could not easily leave the Leng residence; otherwise, falling victim to the villains' schemes, they would likely meet an untimely end before ever reaching the Qinglian Sect.
Talent Attendant Zhong turned pale as chalk and retreated step after step, while the Meng sisters stood off to the side, looking on as if watching a fine theatrical show.
After a long while, she gently extended her hand and touched the man's face. The man trembled violently from head to toe, as if struck by a severe shock; a jolt of electricity traveled from her fingertips through her entire body, making her shudder all over as she abruptly jerked her hand back.
Su Yuqing sighed, figuring that the remark Xuanyuan Yu's wife had dropped before leaving must have been on account of what Qiuling had mentioned. Had it not been for the necessity of praying for Yuchen and the Ghost King, how could she have easily let them off?
Even a fool could tell what was going on. Never had she imagined that the dignified Empress Dowager would stoop to such a shameless act; Qi Chen's face instantly froze like frost as he snapped the mouthwash cup in his grip with a sharp *crack*.
Later that evening, Gu Qingcheng drove Jiang Se back home—to the villa where her parents currently resided, of course.
Gu Qingcheng glanced down at his wristwatch, utterly defeated by Jiang Se's attitude. Believing everything was settled, Jiang Se was already about to slip on her shoes and walk out the door.
To the Ye Cangtian of that era, the Asura Finger was an existence he had to look up to, an attack he was utterly incapable of evading. Yet now, Ye Cangtian stood without dodging or evading, his pair of grey eyes still locked firmly ahead, devoid of any profound Qi fluctuations as he threw a punch with every ounce of his strength.
Yun Wanrong remained immersed in the news of the deaths of Yupi and the other, her spirits somewhat depressed. No wonder everyone fought tooth and nail to climb upward; those at the bottom were forever trampled by those above. To what tier could she herself ever hope to climb?
"Lulu, you can do it!" Feiya shouted. The others off the stage joined Feiya, gazing toward the stage with expectant eyes, eagerly awaiting a voice of exquisite melodic beauty.
Liu Tuo pressed his finger against the majestic, dragon-headed Coiling Dragon Ring worn on his ring finger, opening the Sumeru spatial dimension. Right before his eyes, the void blossomed into a Sumeru space resembling a bottomless abyss. Liu Tuo effortlessly stored the coffin mushroom, the short sword, and the beast crystal within it.