56. A Clear Understanding of Gu Dong’s Past

Motian’s words left Mo Qian greatly surprised and shocked; Xiao Fan’s abilities were even more formidable than they had previously known.

However, things happening between them were not kept completely under wraps. Many soldiers could tell that there was something going on between Reinhardt and the princess. Rumors were even spreading that the princess was willingly offering her counsel to the Sky Fleet precisely because she had fallen in love with Reinhardt.

Their joint attacks struck the princess with pinpoint accuracy. This was the first time anyone had managed to hit the princess since her recent transformation.

Suzaku did not know the princess’s true identity; had she known, she certainly would not have used such phrasing. Cursing someone’s father in their presence was the height of discouragement.

Inside the Audi, Qiao Mu tightly clutched a children's water cup, his strange behavior drawing sideways glances from the driver.

Lihua’s smiling face seemed as though it could never feel sorrow, yet her retreating figure carried an inexplicable loneliness and grief.

Outside the door, Fangruo urged once more. With lingering reluctance, I offered a few parting admonitions before hastily heading out.

Just as the Roc King was about to seize him, he timely produced the Futuo Pagoda and smashed it toward the Roc King, directly shattering the beast’s claws.

Her eyelashes trembled slightly, veering away the light-proof darkness in the depths of her eyes, while boundless sarcasm and mockery spilled from her lips.

Aersilan knew how severely a military reprimand would impact his future promotions, and he could not help but feel a deep sense of worry for this kind-hearted man.

Nalan Tianxia knew and understood this as well, but it was still not a reason for him to change. Just as he had served at court for twenty years, he still refused to shed his simple green robe and straw sandals.

Following the auctioneer’s announcement, the first lot was finally brought up, immediately prompting a wave of cheers from everyone present.

When Longyang regained consciousness, he was already lying on the bed in Jin Ren's home, with Jin Ren sitting right by the bedside.

There were still two months and twenty-eight days left until the sect grand tournament, meaning he had eighty-eight days left to cultivate here.

Everything in this world cannot escape the grasp of cause and effect. Even a first-grade Grand Dao has its origin and is equally governed by the Dao of Karma. Whoever masters the Dao of Karma is equivalent to mastering all the DAOs in this world.

As long as one possesses the Ganqi Token within this mystic realm, anything is possible. As time went on, more and more people came up with bizarre and creative ideas, making it increasingly interesting.

Lin Yun was struck by utter shock as he discovered his cultivation realm regressing all the way down, dropping continuously from the early stage of the Eighth-Order Saint Monarch straight back to the early stage of the First-Order Saint Monarch.

Although high-level esper-power users were as rare as phoenix feathers and unicorn horns in any organization, those at the peak of intermediate esper-power were by no means few. What they lacked were precisely these kinds of items that could help them break through their bottlenecks.

Xu Jiangnan had never been able to figure out what the old man meant by those words, but he did not directly ask either.

The scholars rushed back to the tribe overnight, but the elderly shaman actually went mad that very night. Gesticulating wildly at the sky, he kept shouting an incomprehensible phrase. He danced frantically like this for an entire day and night, and no matter what anyone did, they could not stop him. In the end, the old shaman died of sheer exhaustion.

She wore a court dress the color of River-Goddess silk, her hair styled into a winding-snake bun adorned with a jade phoenix hairpin poised for flight. A vibrant, drop-red ruby hung from the phoenix’s beak, matching the ruby earrings that made Zhou Yijin’s jade-like face look even more crystal-clear and translucent, while a pair of dripping-green jade bracelets adorned her wrists.

Wu Yi’s words were trusted by Xuejiao—and trusted implicitly. She did not know how this man had managed to walk straight into her heart, never to leave again. Everything she thought of and cared about was tied to this man. Even if she could not obtain a tenth of his love in this lifetime, settling for even a single percent would still be true love.

These words were practically spelling out that Zhang Licun was merely hot-tempered while his nether regions were useless and incapable of satisfying his wife.

The Heaven and Earth Bridge seized the miraculous creations of nature, and the rewards it bestowed would certainly be nothing ordinary; it was just unclear what the exact reward would be.

Arriving at the pondside, she finally saw Shen Luohao floating on the water’s surface, her body surrounded by crimson blood—though it was unclear whether it belonged to Kunzhong or herself—and hurriedly leaped into the pond.

"Hahaha, well said! I, Scar-faced Wang, value loyalty above all else. From now on, brothers who follow me will all have good days ahead. Wahahaha!" Reaching the height of his triumph, he burst into boisterous laughter.

My aunt Linglong was now just like an ordinary person, completely unable to channel any Daoist arts. Guishua was injured, and Ling'er had been injured previously as well. Only Tang Qin and Qing Wan remained unscathed, but even if both girls stayed behind and joined forces with me, it would still be impossible to defeat the Daoist Master Taiyi.

Word had it that Dugu Jiaren had only started teaching at the school for a week, and landing this job had apparently not been easy. Once this news spread, for the sake of the school's reputation, Dugu Jiaren would likely lose her job, and her colleagues would despise her for the rest of their lives.

Ever since the Second Prince arrived at Moshang Palace, Nanfei had been waiting on him constantly, while Mingdan had been attending to the Fifth Princess, and Mingxiu and Lianhe had been serving the Eighth Prince. Lianhe was someone Lixiao trusted; although Nanfei, Mingdan, and Mingxiu were also Lixiao’s people, when it concerned the children, Lixiao did not dare to be the least bit careless.

At that moment, Liu Xinyao hurriedly whispered into Li Zhen’s ear, "Li Zhen, why don't we let it go? As long as he stops pestering me, I'll forgive him." As it turned out, she knew that Meng Jin had a very deep and powerful background, and she did not want Li Zhen to blow the matter out of proportion. After all, her family was just an ordinary commoner household.

A tear ripped open at the collar of Jiang Changan’s garment, and a bloody gash was sliced into the muscles of his chest, blood welling forth.

A red trajectory began to circulate, crimson blood pulsing through every single factor within his bloodline.

More and more people were coming to Changhuan Temple to apprentice. Judging by these numbers, perhaps in just a few days it would be able to restore its former thriving state.

Yet now, he had merely insinuated the relationship between you and Zhang Jingzhi on his Weibo, and he had been kicked straight into a pit of fire.

He finally understood that the tragic disaster that had befallen him was merely a friction between the academy and its adversaries, an insignificant, microscopic snippet of a colossal tragedy spanning a long and endless expanse of time.

The events that followed unfolded precisely as expected: the fourth young master of the Jiang family assumed control over the affairs of the Jiang estate. Yet what caught everyone off guard was that the very first decree issued by this Fourth Young Master Jiang was immensely exhilarating—effective immediately, not only would the rental fees for the governed territories be reinstated, but to make amends for past mistakes, every single household would be exempt from rent for three full years.