Volume 1, Chapter 49: Recovery from Injuries, Entering the Sun Star

Lin Yang hadn’t expected Wang Shu to be so proactive, but given the current dire situation, it was understandable. Qin Moyuan slid down the wall for the ninth time, hands on his hips, gasping for breath, his eyes burning with fury that could lay waste to the entire village.

At that moment, after class, she went to the cafeteria and saw Huang Yuanshan being hurriedly escorted out of the school gate by several men in black suits.

Though she felt a tinge of disappointment upon seeing the message from "Bu Fan" on her phone, her heart was nonetheless filled with sweetness.

If it weren’t for his concern over Zijing’s condition, Ye Mingxuan would have surely engaged in another round that morning. Unable to act now, he could only hold Zijing tightly, slowly calming the surge of desire within. Zijing dared not move recklessly either—there would be introductions and formal greetings today; she could not indulge in pleasure lest she become the subject of ridicule for weakness.

The Xue family was the clan of the so-called “Lingyu brother” mentioned by the two, rulers of the neighboring Xue City.

However, before Gu Changsheng had finished his silent incantation, the swindler Wang shifted the conversation, frowning as he pondered aloud.

Although attracted by Li Na’s charm, this elder brother had not forgotten the importance of making money, energetically promoting his own hotel with lavish praise; yet Bu Fan remained skeptical.

“Heh, this wild woman is quite skilled and looks decent enough—knows how to have fun,” the chubby youth said with a lecherous smirk.

Despite Zong Zheng Baili’s words, Qian Jiayao still found it hard to believe.

Upon hearing this, Han Qiu glanced around cautiously; only when no one else was nearby did he remove his glasses.

Because the killing path had caused so much slaughter, so much that even Heaven itself had to send down divine punishment, causing those who walked this path to fall beneath heavenly calamities.

But a mission was a mission, and danger was danger. Wu Kuang would not keep her close just because she was cute; the sea of death was far too perilous.

When he had just checked the pulse, he sensed turbulent chaos within Qi Ji’s abdomen, indicating serious injury. Qi Ji himself had spoken earlier—so why suddenly this unexpected remark?

“In that case, I won’t hold back either. This is the Yellow Spring Sword Technique! The sword knows no mercy; if you die, it’s only because you lack skill. Don’t blame anyone else!” Long Shaoren sneered darkly, licking his lips as he looked bloodthirstily at Meng Xingchen.

As she stretched out her hand, a faint black mist enveloped her palms.

Carter had a heated quarrel with his wife, which ended unhappily as she stormed out, slamming the door behind her.

One must understand that regardless of her identity, if the police incident were to reach the media, she would be finished. If her father found out what she had done, she might never be free again.

As for the crew, aside from Liu Dehua and Liang Chaowei, almost no one else had changed—except for the addition of Wu Zhenyu, the godfather of the underworld.

Yet, as all the audience had anticipated, in the vast desert, when the Purple Mist Fairy handed the Purple Azure Sword to Supreme Treasure to hold, everyone sensed that something ominous was about to unfold.

Legend has it that when a high-level spiritual array is first created, it requires a fragment of the creator’s soul as a guide. After the array is painstakingly refined, that soul fragment becomes the array’s spirit, endowing the formation with exponentially greater power.

For a moment, Rosen felt like one of those despicable frauds who drained elderly people of their last penny while hawking health supplements—a heavy sense of guilt welled up within him.

Initially, it was kept in reserve. When the hotel scheme failed to coerce Li Yisheng into confessing, it was then employed, and the results were indeed astonishing.