Volume 1, Chapter 23: That’s My Dad

Reaching six times the speed of sound might be difficult for other peak Spirit Sea Realm experts, but Ye Fei had mastered the Sword Step, allowing him to attain such speeds for short durations without issue. Furthermore, since his sword intent had condensed into the prototype of a Sword Soul, it also possessed the ability to amplify his speed. However, this was his trump card, one he would not easily reveal.

Out of desperation, Xue Ge came up with an idea: she found some firecrackers and lit them. The firecrackers crackled and popped right at the gate of Lin Shaowan’s palace.

The battle arena of the Phoenix Tail Grass was like any other arena—a circular battlefield resembling a Roman coliseum.

Mei Yang took a nap, then placed the jade pendant around her neck, tucking it inside her collar. She returned the green bead to her cloth bag, got out of bed, and walked outside. Fang Buzhi and Qin Zhou, who were sitting at a stone table in the courtyard, immediately turned their eyes toward her as she emerged.

The punishment imposed by the system had ended, and Jing Ruahua no longer needed to stay. Xizi went to handle the discharge procedures.

After rinsing her mouth with plain water, Jing Ruahua took a silk handkerchief from her bag to wipe her lips before rising to leave.

Feng Che could not help but stare. He had seen Cang Zhuo’s smile before; it was the clean, pristine smile of an iceberg melting.

The sharp pain in her mind felt like a warning, admonishing her not to delve too deeply, as it would bring her no benefit.

Qi Tai only regained his senses after a long while. With a sudden shiver, he glanced toward the Imperial Palace before fleeing along the path he had come, his heart heavy with worry.

In the courtyard grew a tall Bodhi tree, its branches lush and leaves dense. The massive canopy was so verdant that it blocked out most of the sunlight.

You Songzi and the others stepped forward and said, "Young hero, we are all grateful for everything you have done for our Other Shore Cliff!" Everyone knelt on the ground.

The sky had long since turned dark, yet Ma Shun had not left the Zhenfu Division. This was not only because he had a considerable amount of official business to handle, but also because he wanted to savor the exquisite results of tormenting Lu Zhen.

With a soft "boom," just as Du Yuan had traveled a short distance along the road, a heavy alley gate suddenly descended from the sky in front of the Ba County inn.

"Ten thousand men—more than three times our force. It is difficult to win," Commander Zhe Manhe said with a look of trepidation.

"As you command, Sect Master!" With those words, Elder Mingyi retreated from the front hall of the Sect Master's palace. At that very moment, the palace returned to its usual appearance.

Dong'er wanted to offer some words of comfort, but when the words reached her lips, she did not know how to begin. She could only pour wine for the two of them and return to her room to weep in secret, worried for Jiang Anyi.

At the bottom of the pool, Ye Xuan looked at the corpse of the demonic cultivator lying beside her. She shook her head helplessly and reminded the others.

After staying at the Zhang family for eight days, Pan Heyi had gained a preliminary understanding of how the garrison troops were concealing farmland. In the Baqing Town area alone, the garrison had underreported nearly ten thousand hectares. Some of these were ownerless lands occupied by the garrison, others were newly reclaimed by the soldiers and their families, and of course, there were instances of encroachment and seizure.

Ye Xuan nodded, expressing her approval of Liu Dingtian’s ability to think through problems. The Wolf King, meanwhile, had a sudden realization; he had once been crushed by the Silver Gold Mountain, and with that association, it was not hard to grasp the thoughts of Ye Xuan and Liu Dingtian.

Outside the Qianxing Medical Hall, on the main road, Du Yuan withdrew his gaze after seeing off the uncles and elders of Kong Town. As he watched them depart, he could see the worry etched on their faces. "Everyone has secrets they won't speak of," Du Yuan thought to himself.

"Hey, are you deaf? Don't you know I'm back?" Ouyang Bingbing dropped her heavy luggage at the door and shouted loudly.

The audience below laughed along with the words and expressions of Number 68. Everyone envied Number 88, and the two hundred and ninety-five house-buying customers felt a pang of heartache, knowing they had lost their chance.

Ma Qian'an immediately gestured toward Li Fengshan to stop his reckless chatter.

When Yang Cheng said those words, the two new police officers assigned to the station were immediately eager to try. The promise of promotion and wealth was far too tempting.

These words left Zhou Tanlang’s face turning pale and green. Many from other sects secretly enjoyed the scene, especially those from the evil factions, who laughed heartily and teased him without reservation.

"She must be worried. I'll head back first. Take your time eating; this meal is on me." Just as Qi Yu picked up the handbag Jiang Ruoxi had left behind, a voice spoke up.

If I kept fighting like this, more and more people would come. I immediately turned my horse around and fled backward. Those people, thinking I was afraid of them, excitedly chased after me.

Leng Chengkai should learn to accept it. At the very least, right now, Mu Xinyu and He Chenxin were just on a film set; him helping her up was no big deal.

"Who the hell are you calling immature?!" Upon hearing the advice from the other side, Xu Tianming became agitated with them.

Seeing this, Jiang Han decided to intervene. If he did not act now, Li Mengying would inevitably be manipulated by the Bloody Earl.

Her expression was sincere; if one didn't know what kind of person she was, it would be easy to be deceived by her exquisite face.

"Oh! Not bad! Senior Qi Yi, you've actually gained some backbone!" Miya mocked, trying to provoke Qi Yi.

Ye Qian couldn't help but glance at him and puffed out her chest slightly, as if to say, "Where am I thin?"

"Yeah, there are still many suspicious points I can't quite figure out," Ling Luoxi added, and the three boys fell into a deep discussion.

The walk to the cafeteria was smooth until they passed the back door. Selina saw the truck usually used for collecting food waste parked by the door. The door was open, and there seemed to be bite marks on the truck.

"Excuse me, do I know you? How do you know my name, and why are you looking for me?" My mind suddenly went blank.

Tang Weiwei didn't even have time to cry out in pain before she was sent flying backward, crashing heavily to the ground.

During ascension, a cultivator briefly loses consciousness, showing no signs of life like a dead person. This was a theory Xu Xuan had for constructing the passage; usually, it is harder for a living being to break through realms than an inanimate object. Xu Xuan used the method of "Taiyin Refining Form" to transport people across.

The only person in this world who could make an engagement ceremony even more luxurious and extravagant than a wedding was Su Yao.