Volume 1, Chapter 36: Ripples Rise Again

Although he was not sent flying several meters away like the bearded man, his face had clearly suffered a brutal and inhumane blow. His nasal bone was visibly fractured, and his lean cheek was twisted and deformed by the force of the punch.

Yang Xiao, having long anticipated the reason for his visit, smiled immediately and said, "Do not be anxious, my disciple. I already understand your intentions. However, there is a small matter I must attend to shortly. Once I have finished, I shall take you to the South Sea." Shi Sheng was overjoyed upon hearing this; he ceased his urging and waited quietly to the side.

Before he could react, she leaned sideways and sat squarely on his lap, her lotus-root-like arms naturally wrapping around his neck.

How could Ye Ruying possibly shoot herself in the foot? Without any regard for decorum, she reached out to block Bai Yuxiu and Tong Yao. Tong Yao curled her lips in a smirk; she knew Ye Ruying was never one to stay out of trouble.

Previously, Sun Zhuo always initiated plays from the top of the arc, directly facing the basket, because the space on both the left and right sides made it easier for him to break through and turn. In the corners, however, he had to be careful not to step on the lines.

"Stop!" Xia Yunje, upon realizing that Su Zhiyan had even factored him into her schemes, hurriedly interrupted.

At the critical moment, it was Zhao Xuan who spoke softly, offering a reminder that helped stabilize Zhao Feng's emotions.

From the moment he turned away, Sun Zhuo had been eagerly anticipating his encounter with Carey at the All-Star Weekend.

Yet, it was only at this moment that she realized with such shock and sudden clarity that, all along, she had harbored bone-deep hatred for him, her heart filled with enmity, resorting to countless underhanded schemes to frame him, just wanting to see him utterly ruined.

Bai Yuxiu’s aura at this moment was in no way inferior to the Prince of Anbei on the battlefield. Xuan Ran was naturally unafraid, having grown accustomed to following behind Xuan Chen for years. However, with both Lin Qinghuan and Su Tuo arriving, it seemed he truly could not stop them today. Still, these people were being reckless; were they really disregarding all consequences just for the sake of a girl?

With them, there was a home. Without them, there was nothing—just a lonely castaway in this modern metropolis.

After giving Gu Ruxi a red envelope containing a "Double Happiness" bonus, she finished distributing the hair ornaments. Well, one had to realize that back then, a single hair accessory cost dozens of yuan.

The professionals followed the direction of her index finger and spotted a white shadow closing in, growing larger bit by bit.

"Fu Hao, tell those two to step aside. I’m tired, I want to go home!" Su Yin was giving the three of them a final chance to save face, hoping they would take the exit she offered. Otherwise, it would not end well for anyone.

Chen Feng looked at the herbs he had gathered. While there was a fair variety, they were unfortunately all the most common types. For a secret apprentice, harvesting these herbs was somewhat difficult and held some value. But for Chen Feng, now that he possessed the Flowing Wind Wings, he could simply fly up to any mountain peak and easily find many similar ones.

Chen Feng waved his hand and said, "My treatment only addresses the symptoms, not the root cause. You still need to find a doctor." With that, he flagged down a carriage on the road and, after much persuasion and extra payment, convinced the driver to let them move the old man onto the carriage.

Ling Zhou-tian did not argue. He picked up a pile of wood from the ground, walked over to a nearby trash can, and tossed it in.

Along the way, just as before, he collected resources, and three months passed by in the blink of an eye.

Hoff seemed to sense something; he lowered his hand, which had been emitting a white glow, reclaimed the nearly imperceptible gray light from the ground, and turned his head toward a spot in the nearby forest.

Having been in society for so long, the driver had truly never met someone as generous as Xu Nuo, who had just casually handed him something worth nearly three thousand.

The villagers of Xiushui Village generally relied on farming to make a living and didn't earn much in a year. If they could earn this much in a day, everyone would certainly be very happy.

The next morning, Li Ming checked the data on the electric meter box; the meter had indeed calculated the amount of electricity consumed.

Mistaking the timing to be right, Black Panther intended to offer a toast along the way, but Liu Yan suddenly blocked the space between him and Black Panther with her chopsticks, stopping whatever Black Panther was about to say next.

"Sect Leader Lin, let this old monk introduce you. This is the leader of the Kunlun Sect, Master He Taichong of the Iron Zither." Seeing the look on He Taichong's face, Zhang Sanfeng knew that Lin Yufei’s display of power had achieved its intended effect, so he stepped in to greet Lin Yufei.

Even though Ye Cheng had deliberately kept it as concise as possible, the narrative still flowed to nearly two thousand words in order to be told in detail.

Bai Peng hesitated but did not argue. Its size was too large, making it too obvious a target. It was a pity it had not yet fully broken through to the Golden God stage; once it did, it would be able to shapeshift its body.

However, Xu Fang was not affected in the slightest. After inputting the advertisement duration, he entered "twelve" for the number of months.

With no time to think about anything else, the now-relaxed Chu Yi felt dizzy and exhausted. His first instinct was to log off and rest, but he froze when he opened his character panel.

To put it grandly, if these tutoring sessions were very successful, how many excellent students would be cultivated? And how many of these would become people useful to society?

Zhao Yufei’s eyes were filled with malice, her heart a mix of helplessness and fury. Just as she was about to call the police secretly, a familiar figure walked in from outside.

Xue Yi felt fortunate on one hand that he wasn't carrying any sensitive documents and could remain unyielding even if captured, but on the other hand, he felt guilty toward the child.

The robbed cultivator was the first to strike, snatching back his storage bag and raining blows upon the Scarred Brother. The surrounding cultivators also joined in, and before long, the Scarred Brother was beaten into a pulp.

A genius seen once in a century—Guan Hong could barely count as one of those rare talents.

In recent days, Ye Qingtian had grown tired of hearing apologies and decided to leave the matter to Liu Li Ping and Chu Xiangyang.

Now, there were already five water walls standing before Jiu Qi. Only after seeing so many defenses did Jiu Qi feel a slight sense of relief! But when Xu Junlin saw the multiple water walls, a cruel light gleamed in his eyes! How naive, thinking that these paper-thin barriers could block his attack?

As a wife, Red Maiden was unfit in every way, but as a concubine, there were far fewer rigid requirements. In this world, there were those who favored the young and those who favored the old. In Magistrate Li's hometown, there were even two men who had fallen for each other and pledged to live together as "contract brothers." Thus, Magistrate Li felt no psychological burden in gifting Red Maiden to Cheng Heng as a concubine.

Feng Xiaoshuang seemed to recall something and pulled a silk scarf from her person; she had long since impregnated the fabric with a colorless and odorless poison.