Chapter 25: Borrowing a Knife to Kill

At last, the Madam realized that the Grand Tutor was truly furious this time and would no longer forgive her mistakes as easily as he had before.

More importantly, she discovered that she had become an insignificant figure in the household. Once, every command she issued had made the entire estate revolve around her; now, not even a servant was willing to pay her any mind.

She collapsed onto the floor, her face deathly pale, and a faint trace of fear rose within her.

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Ye Qixuan signaled for Nannan to speak plainly. Nannan’s eyes fell upon Cheng Wanwan. The meaning was obvious.

Xiang Yunsheng went alone to the high-rise. Once inside, he made his way toward the balcony, even taking a chair for himself along the way.

After thinking for a moment, Xiang Yunsheng said, “I’ve been considering it these past few days. I want to strengthen my physical constitution.” During his quiet seclusion and cultivation, his cultivation had already reached the mid-stage of the seventh Spirit-Nurturing Realm. He therefore wanted to improve his physique first and begin cultivating a divine body.

Wang Hui cared deeply about his dignity. Forced into an apology, he remained dissatisfied, flung his sleeve, and left in a fit of temper.

The difference of an entire major realm was simply too great. Even if the prodigies of Mount Changbai and Mount Kunlun had come, they would have stood no chance against Su Qingkuang.

“If you dare leave on your own again, I’ll give you a good spanking. I want you to stay by my side for the rest of your life.” As he spoke, the two of them embraced each other tightly once more.

Lin Qingyu followed beside them without saying a word. From time to time, everyone glanced at her, while she observed them as well. Yet most of her attention remained fixed on Xiang Yunsheng. Occasionally, she would stare at him for quite some time, her eyes flickering faintly, though no one could tell what she was thinking.

The stage had been set up in the garden, surrounded by flowers cultivated in the greenhouse. Once placed outside in the cold, they would freeze within three or four days, but during the New Year, what people wanted to see were bright, festive colors.

In the cultivation world, there were countless people willing to resort to any means to obtain love. This sort of pill was merely one of them.

While the Fourteenth Lord was drinking with others in the front courtyard, and seeing that it was nearly time for him to retire for the night, Xinyue took her people to look for Bailu.

Su Jiangyuan could barely keep up with Yue Xue’s pace. Before he could say anything, Yue Xue had already swept around the room like a gust of wind.

“No, no, no. Jiangyuan, your body is so frail. How can you make do with this?”

Yue Xue dropped onto the sofa, pulled out her phone, and immediately began making calls.

Zhuang Xun let out a soft sigh. The reason the Heavenly Dao could not be defied was not that it was impossible to do so, but that after truly sensing the vast and boundless breadth of the Heavenly Dao, one simply no longer wished to defy it.

I picked up a piece of meat cooked with radishes, though I had no idea what kind of meat it was. The moment I put it into my mouth, it melted away, its rich fragrance filling my palate and thoroughly whetting my appetite.

After finishing what she had to say, Zhou Ailing approached the Zhou family compound, preparing to change into luxurious clothes and venture alone into the tiger’s den.

The Dowager Madam Situ had weathered more than her share of troubles. When she recalled that Madam Yan had come to tell her that Li Qiuyi missed her without directly mentioning that Li Qiuyi was ill, she immediately sensed that something was wrong and spoke with chilling severity.

After drinking two bottles of fifty-proof white liquor, I felt my head growing hazy. Yet within my consciousness, that desert where time stood still kept surfacing involuntarily.

Though Ling Zihuan and the other two had magical treasures shielding them, they were still struck by a fearsome force. Their bones cracked as they fell to the ground, and a sharp pain erupted from their dantians. Their blood and vital energy churned violently, and each of them spat out a mouthful of blood with a retch.

However, Meng Yao and Tan Kun were responsible only for Wulong Town. Naturally, other people had been sent to investigate the remaining areas.

Looking at Li Chengqing’s expression, Li Ronghua felt utterly exhausted. Yet she could not say it outright: I don’t want someone who left such a deep shadow in her heart in our previous life lingering by her side for too long. In the end, all she could do was continue dealing with Li Chengqing ruthlessly.