Volume One, Chapter 35: The Storm Gradually Subsides

Seeing Zhuang Fan chatting with the campus belle and ignoring her, Zhong Xiahan’s jealousy grew increasingly intense.

Yet on the other side, Zhuang Fan was actually consoling Ke Mengyao with a solemn expression and a grave look on his face.

At that moment, Ke Mengyao was curled up in a corner of the bed. Her delicate, beautiful face had gone as pale as paper from sheer terror, and her eyes revealed a profound helplessness.

The Immortal Sect’s formation appeared indestructible and invincible. Even warriors of the Return-to-Core Realm dared not confront its edge, which showed just how devastating its power was.

As for the rest, Shen Yi, Wang Erde, and two other middle-aged men went east. Everyone else, including Zhang Qiren, went west.

Though it had the face of a child, its evil appearance was far more terrifying and hideous than that of an ordinary person. Merely looking at it was enough to make one’s soul tremble with fear.

All she had to do was find a way to spread the news that she possessed the fate of a Baleful Lone Star, then deliberately circulate rumors to blacken her own reputation. If the Martial Emperor refused to believe it once, would he still refuse to believe it after the second and third times?

Besides, the person who had bullied Brother A-Bin looked frail and weak. He would probably be beaten to death by Brother A-Bin with a single slap.

The Nine-Tailed Violet Fox had two hundred thousand health points, and lasting three minutes under the combined assault of everyone was already an impressive feat. Once the monster collapsed, the group did not linger where they were, but continued onward toward the distant end of the overpass.

After arguing for such a long time, the dishes had long since gone cold, and no fragrance drifted from the basket anymore.

For the centuries in which she had been devoid of spirit, Pei Xuanru’s life had been gray—just like yesterday, lacking anything new. If her soul were scattered, there did not seem to be much worth regretting.

Still, hearing this eased his mood somewhat. As Mu Ningxi had said, if Gu Qianxi herself did not care, then he would not remain unable to let go.

Sun Haochi was filled with envy when he saw Sun Shuang’er willing to risk herself for the Sun Haochi whose body he had possessed. At that moment, he could not help recalling Han Xuelian from Earth. If Sun Shuang’er were replaced by Han Xuelian, would she be willing to make such an enormous sacrifice for him?

Just then, a Mercedes-Benz sedan drove over and finally stopped behind the group. When the members of the Chu family saw it, they hurried to the car and formed two lines. It seemed that an important figure from the Chu family had arrived.

The instant the ring was repaired, the era-ranking number engraved on its surface, belonging to Zhang Mu, was restored as well.

Just then, Che Yu’s phone received an alert that a vehicle was approaching. On the screen, a white Lamborghini Huracan could be seen drawing near Che Yu’s mansion.

He Xi found it rather unbelievable. Had something gone wrong with the medicine, or was the problem with his body?

Still, life held both sorrow and joy. Although he did not live in the same era as them, every age had its own advantages. Take the present, for instance: if he had lived in ancient times, would he have achieved what he had now—or enjoyed such sensual fortune?

Su Chunxiao obtained Feng Qianyu’s WeChat contact through Liao Yingyu, but she received no reply throughout the entire night. This left Su Chunxiao unsure where to begin.

Yet when Gong Xueji’s foot came down, she felt as though she had been struck by lightning. At that instant, it was as if a mountain had been placed upon her shoulders. Her steps became extraordinarily heavy, and along with that weight came a pain throughout her body, as though she were being pricked by countless needles.

“It seems I’ll have to investigate again and find out whether her younger brother caused some trouble as well. And then there’s that Chen Qianzhang fellow. That man is certainly no ordinary person!” After Ye Tong said this, the investigation kept him busy for another entire month.

Could it be that when he said he could casually take eight or nine hundred million, he really intended to give only that much? Why couldn’t he be a little more flexible? When I said that amount, I only meant it as a token gesture. How could the other party be so foolish?