Volume 1, Chapter 63: The Marionette-like Girl

Facing the gaze of the purple-robed elder, Mu Yi showed not the slightest hint of timidity. He instinctively channeled his spiritual energy to resist, yet that sensation of being completely seen through still lingered. After a brief moment of reflection, Mu Yi understood the underlying principle: this was a test of his mental fortitude, and it required his own spiritual power to block.

He had never expected that, in the end, he had remained all along within Yuanyue's chessboard. Perhaps the initial catalyst was not him at all; it was only after his appearance that the great battle was thoroughly ignited. Perhaps he had merely occupied the location of the auction house.

In Chen Hai's view, Feng Mu was merely a cultivator with some meager abilities, yet he dared to go against an entire city.

Gradually, the faces of both individuals began to swell into something resembling pig heads, though on the whole, Mu Yi's injuries were somewhat heavier. At this moment, the proverbial straw to clutch appeared.

The servant boy was on the verge of losing his temper, but after a second thought, he decided to let it rest for now. He would make a mental note of this debt and settle accounts later—a gentleman takes his revenge ten years later, and it is not too late.

Following them were those of the Great God rank, as well as titled true deities and others who held lofty positions of great authority, possessing the right to command the lesser deities below.

"I understand. Your news is extremely timely; otherwise, our subsequent decisions would have been severely affected," Jiang Feng said with a smile.

Su Miao felt a wave of regret—regret for cornering Shen Jie in the washroom. What she regretted even more, however, was her own curiosity. When she turned around, she laid eyes upon something she would never forget for the rest of her life, catching sight of filthy things that ought never to have been seen.

After Mu Yi bowed in the direction where the elder had departed, he gazed eagerly at the bamboo slips upon the ground, the burning fervor in his eyes far more intriguing than the look he previously wore when watching adult videos.

Over an hour later, the servants prepared the evening meal. They moved to the dining hall and began to eat.

At the time, Lin Yan felt that since they had found seven loopholes so easily, it might prove that they were capable of finding even more.

Of course, although Baoqin felt a tinge of jealousy that Ping'er and Caixia could be intimate with the young master every day, she also understood that this was not something Ping'er and her companion could decide.

The sudden voice startled Wang Yun. Meng Ren immediately turned his head to see a heavily armed man walking toward them.

As for the place arranged for An Nan—heh, it was located in the southwest. The two of them would henceforth be situated at exact diagonals from one another; hopefully, they would have nothing to do with each other for eight lifetimes.

Yan Heng bypassed Kang'an directly, his footsteps somewhat unsteady. He sat down on the soft couch nearby, picked up the remaining memorials on the table, and began to read through them.

At this thought, Zhu Xiu immediately squatted down, placed a Nine-Turn Pill into Yan Heng's mouth, and then channeled a portion of his inner energy into Yan Heng's body to help him temporarily suppress the Gu poison within.

The dead cannot be brought back to life. I have already accepted the reality that my grandma was murdered by the Qiao family. As long as I, Lu Zhenzhen, draw breath for a single day, I will definitely avenge my grandma.

Otherwise, she would not have been admonished in front of everyone to behave herself, receiving a monthly stipend that was not only lower than Ping'er's, but shockingly placed in the exact same tier as Baoqin and Caixia.

It was simply unclear when she had learned the art of healing and saving lives. To be honest, had the medicinal herbs from her aunt and the others not gained recognition from the Almond Hall, he would never have believed that Su Jinxiu truly possessed medical skills. Yet with the facts lying right before him, no matter how suspicious he might be, he could not pick out a single flaw.

"Presently, the poison of the Soul-Corrupting Water within my body has not yet been neutralized, and I have yet to fully comprehend and digest the art of artifact forging obtained from Chonglou. I shall thus enter my sea of consciousness into seclusion!" Murmuring to herself, Mu Xifeng shifted her thoughts and stepped directly into her sea of consciousness.

Tan Haicheng proved to be a true expert. He turned on the computer, retrieved the installation disc from his bag, and began installing the operating system with practiced ease.

The lounge door was not particularly soundproofed, and when Gu Jianchen brought his parents over, they happened to overhear Jiang蝉's evaluation of his family. A trace of a smile instantly graced Gu Jianchen's face, clearly indicating his pleasant mood.

Now that the conversion talent was activated, Xuanyi possessed the manifestation of a dharma body, releasing a technique of Myriad Buddhas Returning to the Sect that resembled the sudden appearance of gods and Buddhas all across the heavens.

At the Xia family's main residence—now universally referred to as the Scholar Xia Manor—because of this status, whenever their family returned to the old Xia residence to celebrate New Year's or festivals, they endured no shortage of cold glares and sour expressions from Old Madam Lü and their sisters-in-law.

She raised her head to look in the direction from which the person had come, but that person showed not the slightest reaction, acting entirely as though they had heard no commotion from her side.

Ji Siming's expression at that moment closely resembled that of a child who had failed to get an apple, filled with both grievance and jealousy.

"Dad, where is the Sachima and sponge cake you bought for Grandpa and Grandma?" the boy urged impatiently. Doctor Wang sighed helplessly—just whose temperament was this fiery personality resembling anyway?

Ji Siming was amused as well. He boldly sat down beside He Xiao, forked a piece of roast goose from the plate, and shoved it straight into his mouth.

Luo Ying accepted her fate as she looked at the reward slashed in half along with the grand gift package, comforting herself internally: At least half remained—500,000 points, 50,000 space coins, and a lucky wheel. It was still a profit.

"Hahahaha..." West Guardian appeared thoroughly deranged, his eyes brimming with unresigned reluctance and fury as everything was destroyed just like that.

Inside the barrier, Mu Youyou watched the surrounding landscape plunge into sudden darkness and instinctively grabbed the arm of Jun Ziye standing beside her.

That arrow just now, whether fired intentionally or inadvertently, had played a monumental role.

Before long, the man and the star beast passed through the forest, encountering a few other star beasts, though they were not attacked.

"The method is a good method, only I wonder if I might court death shortly after actually doing it." As he spoke, he glared furiously at his subordinates.

What Jiraiya pursued was that ethereal word. True peace could not possibly exist; Jiraiya was well aware of this fact, yet he still made it his lifelong ideal, treating it as a will to be passed down through generations.

This was an item list valued at 5,000, allowing one to freely edit the names and prices of the items to be sold within the interface, whereupon the item list would automatically update and display them.

Could it be that Liu Ying had taken a fancy to his son and was employing this tactic to attract his son's attention?

Lou Chitian took the keys, looked at Luo Ying's indifferent expression, and smiled, his eyes overflowing with tenderness.