Volume One, Chapter 31: You Know How to Kiss, Right?

Upon first learning of this, he too furrowed his brows slightly. The Divine Code is inviolable; while obtaining the Phoenix Nirvana Heart Sutra was a tremendous stroke of fate, practicing it would surely invite the calamity of total extermination.

In the distance, the fairy picking peaches suddenly heard voices and was startled. She hurried over to take a look, but finding nothing amiss after a brief exchange, she dismissed it and went back to her peach picking.

Hua Banxia lowered her head and smiled softly. "Lord Cheng, Madam Cheng, I did not come here today to confirm whether I would live well after marrying into the Cheng manor, but to state that I will not agree to the marriage at all."

Dusk was falling, and the massive sun was sinking into the sea. Looking out from the bow of the ship, one saw only ethereal mists and clouds, tinged red, casting their glow upon the lush forests and deep mountain paths. The immortal mountain stood precipitous and towering, anchored upon the sea like a piece of jade set upon a vast, emerald-colored platter—as magnificent as a painting.

What puzzled him was that, after several years, this strange sensation had appeared once again in this very place.

He reached out, grabbed the tall man by his hair, and with lightning speed, pressed a cold blade against the base of his neck.

As for the son of a deposed crown prince—a criminal’s offspring known to everyone in the imperial court—he had no affection for the boy, nor, given his own status, was there any need to pay him any mind.

Interactions between the people of the four nations were now rare. Every pass was heavily guarded, and travelers were subjected to strict inspections before entry, which greatly hampered movement and proved disadvantageous to all sides.

In recent days, Jiang Huai had felt it a few more times. Although he did not suffer the same splitting headache he had experienced when he first encountered that "seed," he had gained nothing either, which left him feeling incredibly disappointed and dejected.

At that moment, Shan Haizhen turned to the patriarch beside her and spoke.

Yet, the flavor of the seasoning was truly wrong—very, very wrong. Faintly, lingeringly, there was a hint of a mother’s scent—which is to say, the scent of Yanyan.

Lin Ke turned and returned to Shang Jiaojiao, who was currently chatting happily with the Old Madam. After the servant explained the matter of the bracelet, the Old Madam felt Lin Ke should be rewarded and produced several treasures, leaving Lin Ke with no choice but to kowtow in gratitude.

"Rise, Princess Yunyang and Princess Ruyang! We are all family; there is no need for such formalities," the Empress Dowager said with a hint of majesty.

I ran to the edge of the corridor and happened to see Jiang Yingying watching me from the shadows, her face full of smiles, clearly in high spirits. She must have wanted to watch the spectacle from there, but she hadn't expected me to appear so suddenly, and she couldn't hide her smile in time.

Meijiao was lying on her back in a sprawl nearby, while Xue'er, looking proud, lay with her legs splayed, hands thrown back, resting her head on Meijiao’s stomach. Angel lay the furthest away.

When Zhao Meng and Zhang Jiao saw their fifth junior brother completely ignoring them, they quickly pulled back their blades, spun around to intercept Leng Jiang, and tried to block and seize him—one using a palm, the other the back of a blade—but they were ultimately a step too slow.

But she wasn't the type to abandon her friends for a lover, so she turned her date for the day after tomorrow into a trio outing, including Kong Yixian, and left the shop to Boss Chang.

Leng Jiang watched everything before him in shock, his heart aching as he secretly cursed Liu Zhi: just how many people did you intend to sacrifice for your plan?

I burst into tears. The point was not the pain, but the simple, helpless reality of being stuck. If I hadn't been daydreaming, I wouldn't have been stuck. I regretted it deeply—why had I been lost in such a daze?

The Japanese soldier manning the light machine gun at this moment turned his weapon toward Wang Si and his men, unleashing a hail of bullets. The gunfire tore into the ground right at their heels, and the flying dust practically filled the entire space behind them.

"Let’s go, we depart." With that, Huang Shenming and Baili Qingning led the way. After walking only a hundred meters, the group arrived at the teleportation array between the academy and the imperial capital. As they stepped into the array, they felt a wave of dizziness and weightlessness before appearing before the mountain gate of the Chixiao Academy.

Their conversation grew more distant and their voices grew fainter, until they vanished from everyone’s sight.

Save on materials? In the end, it still meant starting from scratch. To call making another one of these things "saving materials"! If one were to forge broadswords, who knows how many could be crafted with that much metal.

Just as the two were about to say more, Shen Shi suddenly felt her body being pulled by a powerful force. Then, she fell into a familiar embrace. She did not need to be fully awake to know who held her.

Yesterday he came to the clinic complaining of a stomachache. One look, and I knew it was because he had eaten something he shouldn't have.

Before Song Ziyan could finish her sentence, Gu Jincheng interrupted: "Does Ziyan think that with my ability, I would need to put anything into this tea? However, if Ziyan is worried, what harm is there in my drinking it first?" As he spoke, Gu Jincheng lifted the teacup and took a sip.

"What do you mean by that!" Fei Xiang exploded upon hearing this. Even though he had long known of Fei Na's situation, he still could not accept hearing it from an outsider. In his heart, Fei Na remained pure; if she had done anything, it was only because she had no choice for the sake of the family.

After walking for about ten minutes, Qing Rong felt herself pushed onto an incline and stepped onto a pedestrian escalator.

Jiang Sheng agreed, helping Zhao Dahai serve the porridge and picking out two steamed buns from the pot. His mother watched, secretly pleased, then turned and walked out the door.