Volume One, Chapter 22: Young Madam, Run Quickly!

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Qu Pan sat inside the car, watching Chu Hanliang stride into the restaurant before casually prying open the car door and stepping out.
The curve of his calf as he stepped out was graceful, the white skin dazzling against the chill of the autumn wind.
Fu Anru caught a glimpse and instinctively stepped toward Qu Pan, only to be blocked by two soldiers guarding the scene.
Fu Anru’s gaze followed Qu Pan’s downward glance and saw a corpse lying on the ground, causing him to recoil in shock.
Qu Pan approached the body and crouched down.
The man, shot through the forehead, appeared to be in his thirties, with dark, rough skin and calloused hands. He wore a short-collared jacket and leg bindings, not like an ordinary civilian but more like a gang member.
Qu Pan searched the man’s pockets thoroughly...
Honestly, receiving such news nearly stunned me—it was unimaginable that Zhu Xing was once a sect leader, having trained countless masters like Master, Ye Lan, Ye Feng, Li Tian, and even Second Senior Brother.
Yet admiration could not change his determination to confront Shen Ye. Having allied with Fu Ziming, he must give his full support.
Tang Que approached Panlong Old Monster’s Dragonfly Boat, exchanging a glance with the Eastern Daoist and Tie Yutang, then retracted the Vast Sea Flying Boat, transforming into three beams of light that gently landed on the old monster’s vessel.
According to Lin Qian, this was the place to board the Cloud Boat. In their impression, the Cloud Boat was a prestigious, private possession of Lin Qian.
When he scanned the extreme Demon Abyss, he sensed a powerful force that even threatened him slightly.
Facing the convoy, he kept waving his shirt with one hand while showing his empty other hand, slowly stepping into the middle of the road.

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Among the vanguard of the human alliance’s army, not only was it personally led by the revered Flame Saint Dao Elder, one of the Three Saints of the alliance, but also the human race’s guardian twin stars Tang Que and Yu Xuanji, along with nearly a third of the human alliance’s generals, accompanied the expedition, forming an exceedingly formidable force.
Tang Que journeyed onward, slaying dark beasts along the way, inadvertently helping many barbarian tribespeople escape doom. Nagu’s movements were swift as the wind; some barbarians hadn’t even seen who aided them before Tang Que and Nagu vanished into the mist.
Next, Lin Xiangxue, Lin Xiangyu, and their followers entered the teleportation array, instantly disappearing without a trace.
Once the barrier was set up, Jiang Tianhua could already sense others’ presence but had been too busy summoning the Blood Phantom Dragon to notice Qin Muan.
“You’re the cause of all this fuss tonight—once is enough. It’s not like there’s no tomorrow, yet you won’t even spare the early morning!” Xi Chen’s words carried a hint of complaint, frustrated by his inability to get out of bed and irritated by his own physical condition.
It turned out Lu Shu never feared those water ghosts. Even the fierce beasts raised by the water ghosts retreated at the sight of Hundun—the innate suppression of life ranks was overwhelming.
The first image showed Lu Shu turning and flying toward the sea, a thunderbolt rolling through the storm clouds, illuminating his silhouette.
Most crucially, everyone was in unfamiliar territory fraught with danger, instinctively wanting to regroup with their Daoist cohort.
He Yi Qing was adept at disguise; outwardly he was a refined scholar concerned about his students’ futures and a dedicated mentor.
The Vermilion Bird was a primordial holy spirit; at its peak, its pair of radiant wings allowed instantaneous travel through the chaos. Jiang Xiao hadn’t reached that realm yet but could still multiply his original speed hundreds of times.
Officials overheard this since it involved the bride’s privacy, stealing glances at the Dong family elders with whom they had a good relationship.
That person seemed indifferent to the words, snorted coldly, gathered the prey from the ground, and left, leaving Nangong Yunyao deep in thought with bowed head.
The father was one of those who failed to break through and seek the Infinite Sacred Fruit beyond the deadly chasm. But no one who ventured there ever returned, and no one knew where the legend of the Infinite Sacred Fruit originated.

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Jiang Xiao indeed planned to participate in the matchmaking martial arts contest. He wasn’t drawn to Xuanxin Sansan but suspected it was related to past events. As for why Xuanxin Sansan agreed to the contest, there must be other issues at play.
Although ashamed, he believed that skipping the morning court should not set a precedent; otherwise, if the king ever felt unwell, court affairs would descend into chaos.
Yet Yu Wu, despite being beaten, learned no lesson, stubbornly clutching the carriage beam, her swollen lips from June’s blows resembling a fat pig’s mouth, somewhat comical.
The door opened; Xue Cao and Aunt Fang entered anxiously, only to see Xiao Rongyan standing inside, both surprised and angry, pale-faced, staring at the equally panicked man before her.
Initially, the emperor grieved over Consort Xiao’s death and halted the selection of palace maidens. But after her identity was exposed, she was demoted to concubine, and the Xiao family was accused of treason and rebellion.
With the abilities and strengths of the three, even without contacting their sects, acquiring information was no great feat.
At that moment, Lin Meier sent a message stating the family had set the departure date and wished to meet friends for a farewell gathering before leaving the capital.
Arthur was utterly perplexed—how could the old man mistake Arthur for someone of the kingdom’s age?
‘I have answered her three questions; why won’t she honor the agreement to invite me? When will I see her again...’ The house was empty as Zhao Anxin thought, suddenly feeling a sting in his nose.
Visible to the naked eye, dark ghostly shadows descended from the sky, their chilling souls spreading, colliding with the Flower Sea’s mysterious formation, causing countless petals to wither and turn to ash.