Volume 1, Chapter 57: Summoning the Parents

He gently sat up, draped the scattered, jade-white loose robe on his shoulders, and calmly took a deep breath.

"Senior, it was this junior who broke the seal and rescued you." Seeing the middle-aged cultivator staring at him coldly, the blue-robed cultivator's voice trembled slightly.

"You still know what's good for you. Leave now," the two bodyguards said in unison, then led Xiao Chen away toward another area, walking one in front and one behind.

He glanced sideways at Rou Dai, who was sleeping on the ground just like him. Rou Dai was sleeping soundly, yet her delicate brows were tightly furrowed, and a trace of endurance lingered between her alluring and captivating facial features. Her red lips were slightly bitten, and her pearly teeth were half-exposed, as if she had not yet fully escaped from a dream that was either supremely blissful or supremely ravaging.

For Yao Yi, when troubled by bothersome matters, the best antidote was sleep. As long as he got enough sleep, reflected upon things, and then continued to proceed according to the plan in his mind.

"Stop thinking about it. Premium materials like Jade-Spirit Bamboo carry a price that could scare people to death. Let's find a place to make some money first!" Quan Quan shook his head bitterly, then moved his gaze away with difficulty. Just as Quan Quan was about to leave, he saw an elderly man rushing out in a panic, blocking his path.

"John, I deliberately provoked you last night. I didn't truly harbor resentment against you; I genuinely want you to find happiness! In my eyes, your happiness is even more important than my own!" Mo Wushuang said with utmost sincerity. Her words transformed John's mood from hitting rock bottom last night to bright and sunny today.

"Ding!" System prompt: You have shared the quest "Recover the Stragglers of the Trent Unit" with your party. Upon completion, every member will receive the same reward as before.

Tang Long and the others seemed to have nothing more to say. They knew they were finished and that they had no other choice.

He swore he really hadn't thought much when he said those words. But once Xia Shiguang brought it up, it certainly was easy for people to misunderstand.

With a wry smile to show his understanding, Frenda helplessly spread her hands and shook her head. There was nothing she could do about someone who went off to pursue the prime of youth like a "sympathetic big sister."

Hua Jiu made a mischievous face at her two disciples. Seeing the two disciples jump with a start of fright, she burst into muffled laughter.

Just as he stepped into the hotel, Tang凡 knew he was a step too late, and Meng Mengmeng and Bai Ruoshuang were probably already following Kou Qingtong to Hu Tianba's place.

Looking at the Supreme Bishop not far away, all that remained was Styil's ambiguous and inexplicable silence.

As early as a century ago, the coverage area of the Martial Dao Monument had inexplicably shrunk, which was why nowadays only twenty people could enter once a day.

Feeling the biting chill of the rainwater, Ji Lingsheng finally moved. He got up onto his knees, crawled slowly to the tombstone on his knees, and regardless of the large puddle of water in front of him, he opened his arms and collapsed forward.

Not only the two elders of the Night Clan, but everyone at this moment was staring in shock at this bizarre scene in the sky. Even Jun Yan asked the Spirit Fetus a question mixed with astonishment.

Noticing the abnormalities in her body and surroundings, Othinus turned her head toward Zerachiel, who had remained completely motionless ever since summoning the angel.

"I know, I have never forgotten. I only understood the meaning of those two poems a month ago. I fell in love with someone I shouldn't have loved, and my destiny with Tang Fan lasted only three years... While my true other half is him! Green Lion..." At this point, Huang Yimeng glanced once again at Nan Qiubei's tombstone.

"You borrowed fifteen yuan from me. This kiss serves as repayment of the debt!" Long Jingteng's dangerous eyes narrowed slightly, and his tone reverted to its previous iciness.

Everyone looked toward Beiming. At this moment, however, there was absolute silence, and their gazes toward Beiming were filled with hope, anticipation, and—in the eyes of the older generation—boundless gratification.

Because this proprietress possessed a flirtatious peach-blossom face and loved to joke around, many male students who came here for noodles often took liberties and tried to take advantage of her with wandering hands while bantering, but the proprietress had never once gotten angry.

Mu Siyan instantly became cautious. Her plan was to go to the amusement park in the afternoon to vent some steam, but the prerequisite before the amusement park was to go on a wild shopping spree at a large department store. Could this sudden invitation hide some ulterior motive?

To be honest, the scenery on this fourth level was nothing much to speak of. Aside from grayish rocks, there were only more rocks. Even when occasionally catching sight of crystal-like "gardens," they dared not approach them, making the journey rather boring.

Her dancing posture was graceful and abundant, her steps composed and steady. Her physical charm and facial expressions were both exquisite, and every sleeve-flick and fan-wave was breathtaking, interpreting a different kind of journey to the West.

"Puff!" Blood splattered, and Fang Ming's body, with only his lower jaw and the back half of his head remaining on his neck, collapsed listlessly to the ground.

Accompanied by the commentator's introduction, a roar of loud cheers erupted from the audience stands. This was the advantage of playing at home; supporters were never lacking.

"However, I'm worried that the Red-Haired Pirates might make some moves, so I hope you can help the Marines keep them in check," Sengoku stated directly.

Tang Nian knew that the man before her was named Shen Yunshen. In this circle of elites, anyone who didn't know Shen Yunshen would be considered utterly ignorant.

"Beam Fist..." Hedgehog also roared at almost the exact same time, and instantly two overbearing auras enveloped a dozen or so ninjas in a flash.

"Has your realm stabilized?" Anyone could tell that Linghu Xue was in a very good mood right now. Ever since entering the room, a smile had lingered on her face—a genuine smile from the bottom of her heart, which Murong Qingxue could clearly feel.

After tidying up the room, I put all my clothes back into my travel suitcase, preparing to spend the night and speak with the mature beauty tomorrow before leaving. I just hoped the mature beauty wouldn't bring Chu Xia back tonight to avoid awkwardness for everyone.

Hong Hanlin looked at Yang Haoxuan, who was the first to lodge a complaint, shook his head speechlessly, and turned to look at Han Yang, wanting to see how Han Yang would handle it.

"No, no, I must focus—focus." Violently shaking his head, he completed the design draft in a mere two minutes.