Chapter 66 Cutting Off Relations with Severed Hair

When Sheng Xiayi finally returned to the Grand Tutor's mansion, she burst into tears the moment she ran into the main hall. Flinging herself into her mother's arms, she wept bitterly, looking as delicate and pitiful as pear blossoms drenched in rain.
"Mother! Eldest sister... she refused to help me! She even humiliated me in public, making the Grand Tutor's mansion lose all its face right outside the Prince of Night's estate..."
Seeing this, the madam hastily pulled her into her arms, heartbroken...

It was once again time for Yuan Chu's life-or-death duel. Her opponent was likewise in the mid-stage of the Integration realm, which was a rare occurrence because it was exceedingly difficult to survive the death arena at that stage. If not for Teng Jue acting as her backup plan, Yuan Chu's corpse would likely have gone cold long ago.

Since today's defense ceremony inherently included the component of achievement evaluation, Yang Rui had no choice but to take this factor into consideration.

That was true indeed. A sense of unease welled up inside me, and I picked up my phone intending to consult my second maternal grandfather. However, this place was presumably interfered with by ghostly Yin energy, and calls simply could not go through.

How could she not know the immense pressure Cheng Xuan carried on his shoulders? The killing intent of the Nine Heavens of Eastern Tombs toward him had never abated. Under the premise of such constant threats to his life, the fact that he could still manage affairs with a steady composure and maintain his state of mind and stress-resistance had already astonished many people.

On that day, snowflakes danced all across the sky, and bright red blood stained the streets of Liangzhou. The elders in the capital said that seeing blood at the very beginning of the year was an omen of bad luck.

Sihuang's mental fortitude was originally formidable. Once she figured out the sequence of events, she easily extricated herself from it. However, she did not choose to resistively end the hypnosis, but rather viewed it from a different perspective.

Yang Rui cast his gaze over the candidates in his mind, observing their expressions at the moment as well as how they got along with their colleagues.

Cui Yan gave Murong Bo an irritated look and said with some annoyance, "What kind of remarks is Mister making? How could Yan'er possibly remember wrongly?"

Furthermore, as always, there will be a massive release on the day of publication. The updates on September 1st will exceed the recent daily output, and will definitely be no less than five chapters.

"System, I want to draw a prize!" With a shift in his thoughts, Xiao Yi silently addressed the system.

In front of outsiders, Zhao Xuejiao usually behaved in a gentle and delicate manner, but her true temper was extremely volatile. Now that such a huge incident had occurred, a young woman like her had her purity ruined and her reputation dragged through the mud, while also being made the laughingstock of so many people. Furious to the point of nearly fainting dead away, she grew so desperate that she wanted to throw herself into the sea.

Just a few brief sentences, along with that single immortal manual, instantly changed the opinions of several elders of the Iris Flower toward the new Palace Master Mu Yixue. Consequently, they knelt one after another to receive her orders, excitedly accepting the mission.

However, Zhou Geng's clothes were torn in several places, and his body trembled uncontrollably, making it obvious that he had already sustained injuries, whereas Chen Feng remained completely unscathed.

Even so, they were in no position to boss the crimson-robed nobility around. All five Grand Dukes of Tristram were present, yet he remained this arrogant because this sanctuary was essentially an asset belonging to the crimson-robed nobility. From the perspective of either common law or noble law, the right to use the candles should rightfully belong to the crimson-robed nobility.

Once he figured out his own situation, Chen Feng had no desire to linger here for long. Judging by the surroundings, he was unlikely to gain anything here; it would be far wiser to leave early and head elsewhere.

Suddenly, a wave of trance-like dizziness washed over him, accompanied by a sense of temporal distortion and isolation from the world.

The Real Dream Realm could be described as the only supreme opportunity accessible to top-tier powerhouses, provided one had the channels to seek out and make contact with it.

Two options now lay before him: a forest area infested with foul-smelling crows, and a greenfield area overrun by fallen Rogues.

When that young woman returned later, Leng Xin ambushed and tied her up, hauled her off to an abandoned residence in the suburbs, and locked her inside.

Subsequently, he outlined the work arrangements for tomorrow. They were packed tightly, practically occupying even my lunch break. Why did it feel like he was torturing me in a disguised form? I used the notepad application on my phone to jot them down one by one.