Chapter 58: Humiliation

Sheng Xiayi was dressed in a light pink brocade skirt, the hem swaying gracefully. Her meticulously crafted makeup made her look even more charming and alluring.

Taking dainty and refined steps, she greeted him with a beaming smile, her eyes filled with boundless joy and tenderness.

Xie Nanzhou slowly descended from the carriage, his robes flowing gracefully, exuding an air of elegance and composure as he looked at Sheng Xiayi with a gentle smile.

"Yi'er, trust you have been well since we last parted."

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Yang Huazhong dropped the carriage curtain, no longer bothering to concern himself with it. He nodded at Luo Fengtang, and the father-in-law and son-in-law both boarded the carriage.

Seeing the children crowding around, Yang Huazhong stopped the horse and carriage, and with a flourish akin to magic, hauled an object out from inside.

"This is the blood of the Cyclops." As soon as Noyi finished speaking, my eyes suddenly widened, and I felt the temperature of the glass bottle in my hand growing scorching hot. It felt as though my hand had already been burned by its heat. Why on earth would this bottle contain the blood of a Cyclops—the blood of those terrifying monsters?

True to being the Song Corporation, a titan leading the business world, such a solution was nothing short of perfection, and it incidentally served as a massive promotional campaign for them.

The one who had always supported and accompanied her was Tudou. When everyone else turned their backs on them, they relied on each other's unwavering faith and ultimately walked out of the darkness with courage.

As Lin Le and the other two stepped inside, there were already guests in the grand hall. Five cultivators dressed in luxurious immortal armor were discussing several items over a tea table with an old man in cyan robes who was at the fourth realm of Spirit Refining.

Some villagers were still busy toiling away in the flooded paddies, making their final desperate struggles. Everywhere was permeated with anxiety and unease, as well as bitter complaints against the heavens.

After staying at the residence in Yuecheng for about seven or eight days, Chu Yu grew weary of living there and clamored to move to a different place, insisting on living in Wolf Village.

A sarcastic voice suddenly rang out from nearby. Lin Le turned his head to see Ling Feng and his gang walking in from outside the hall, their expressions full of contempt and mockery as they looked at him.

Everyone who saw this widened their eyes in astonishment. The phoenix was a symbol of the empress, yet the empress had bestowed a golden phoenix hairpin upon Yunying. The implications behind this were enough to set people's imaginations running wild.

Shui Tianlan blinked her eyes. At this moment, she had completely forgotten about the complicated relationship between herself and Yanbing that she had been agonizing over; she simply wanted to secure some benefits for the spirit beasts.

After watching for about twenty minutes, Liu Ruoxi committed every single step to memory. She was confident that today she would be able to whip up a uniquely delicious dish that would make Lin Feng look at her in a completely new light.

That may be so, but the moment Abu appeared, Xu He and the others remained extremely vigilant.

The Sanchi Gorge was close at hand. Li Bin had the brother and sister Zhuwang lead the way, heading straight into the bandits' lair with the goal of a swift and decisive victory.

She could not stand this man, nor could she bear a single glance he cast over her body. Such a gaze, scanning her physique as if they were already making love, was deep, burning, and fraught with a wild, consuming passion that seemed intent on ravaging her to the core.

After a long while, the two finally raised their heads to look at each other. Zi Yunye's eyes were brimming with endless tenderness, and Shui Tianlan felt as though she were about to melt away within his gaze.

"Come, come, everyone, please take your seats," Ye Xiangtian hurriedly instructed the leaders of the various martial arts sects to sit down.

Xiaoxiao reached out her hand, seemingly wanting to push Lu Fei away, but she appeared to hesitate and held back. Half-resisting and half-yielding, Lu Fei finally captured her lips in a kiss. Their lips pressed firmly together, and in the next instant, a warm, slippery tongue clumsily forced its way into Xiaoxiao's mouth.

Shui Tianlan appeared on the other side of the high mountain. Unable to control the divine umbrella properly, she had overshot her mark. However, the purple beam of light had not yet vanished and was still not far away, so she immediately shifted her steps with the Cloud-Chasing Pace and dashed toward the purple light.

Xue Atan looked around in all directions and exclaimed in amazement, "So this is where the old emperor works! It's so magnificent, just like an immortal realm! Today, I, Xue Aniuniu, shall also sit upon the dragon chair!" With that, he prepared to clamber up onto the dragon chair.