Volume 1, Chapter 37: The Commoner Campus Beauty

"It's alright, Lele. Don't you worry."

Su Qingrou pursed her lips slightly, a faint, barely perceptible blush rising to her cheeks as she spoke softly.

Zhou Lele's gaze lingered for a moment on the lipstick that had vanished from Su Qingrou's lips, then swept over the man's coat draped across her shoulders. The corners of her mouth curled into a mischievous, knowing smirk.

"Qingrou, you've secretly taken a boyfriend, haven't you? Keeping it from all of us... My, my, it seems things got quite intense between you two."

Hearing this, Su Qingrou was overcome with embarrassment. Her cheeks flushed an instant, deep crimson, like a ripened apple.

She lowered her head in a panic, shrinking down and ducking beneath the covers as quickly as a startled rabbit...

First, Zheng Xia, who had been demoted to Yingzhou, was recalled to Bianliang for a new appointment, while Wang Gong, demoted to Binzhou, was transferred to Xianyou County.

"System, will capturing the Sea Fog lead to any negative consequences, like failure or other unforeseen issues?" Tang Huang asked the system in his mind.

If it were anyone else, Lin Shihao might have had concerns, but with Yi Jingjing, there was absolutely no need.

It seemed his choice to follow Zhu Youning and leave the Jinyiwei circle was the right one after all.

Beside them stood a handsome young man with a sword, whose jade-like face had turned deathly pale as he clutched his chest, and another young man in his twenties with ordinary features, distinguished only by his thick, striking eyebrows.

The time spent in the calm and peaceful real world slipped away in an instant; as the sunset faded, Su Xiao received a notification from Reincarnation Paradise.

In a way, this battle was also partially motivated by the need for Gastrea creature flesh.

With that, Tang Huang immediately extended his hand, sending swarms of nanobots into the machine's body. As for the rest, he left it to the smart core to resolve on its own.

At this moment, Yun Ling stepped forward, disbelief in her eyes as she stared intently at Lin Yunxi, trying to discern the familiar face from hundreds of years ago.

"Coming!" Hearing Cai Dao’s call, the fellow emerged from somewhere, shouted an acknowledgement, pulled the bolt, and opened the gate.

"Mom! We've only just started dating; we haven't even begun to talk about marriage. Why are you worrying about such things?" Zhao Wanyan, not expecting her mother to grow increasingly absurd, felt a sudden surge of anger and anxiety.

Fang Gouli was forced to deal with the situation reluctantly. When someone asked for his advice on what kind of jade to buy, he seized the opportunity to suggest they visit his "Fang's Jade" shop.

"So you really were together just now. Why did you leave early?" Han Ruoyu's eyebrows began to knit together in irritation.

Qiu Yuebai felt Yang Ren’s behavior was a bit strange, but she didn't dwell on it. She was too excited and nervous; she was about to introduce Yang Ren to President Qiu. How should she explain her relationship with him?

Sure enough, when Tsukahara Meishi concluded that they couldn't go, she immediately overturned her own original plan. She was now too panicked to think clearly.

Gan Liang glanced over and realized there were at least forty or fifty of them, all armed and looking as ferocious as if they were ready to devour someone.

The man whose flying sword had been snapped by Tang Fei glared at him with resentment. He was clearly nursing a severe injury, clutching his wound in silence.

"Are you saying this Qu King Sword is a fake? This is a respectable state museum; how could there be fakes here?" The staff member grew indignant, his tone sharp and his face flushed, looking as though he might lash out.

The other demon kings began to howl, their eyes burning red. With power, territory, beauties, and wealth at stake, they felt they couldn't stay away for even a second.

"As I thought, this bloody land—my mother's death must be inextricably linked to it. Whatever monsters you are, I will never let you go!" Han Ming’s face darkened with fury as he vaguely pieced together the truth of his mother's passing.

Word had it that demons and ghosts had been appearing incessantly at Zhouwang Ridge in recent years, scaring away most of the mountain wildlife and deterring anyone from entering the forest.

With a roar, the magma from the abyss surged, streaming directly into Qin Feng's body.

Yes, even Liang Zhun could not have done what he did. But he could. To accompany her in sneaking out to play, to make her happy, he was willing to crawl through a dog hole, willing to do anything for her.

Although she had developed a habit of drinking tea, she didn't truly enjoy it; she only did it to keep the old man company.

Su Yu felt a warmth in her eyes as she listened. It seemed that when A-Xia was captured, she had been worried about her master being abandoned in the mountains, so she had taken off her own shoes as a marker and dropped them by the roadside.

"Hush!" Seeing Zichen becoming anxious and raising his voice, Su Yu hurriedly pressed a finger to her lips, signaling him to be quiet.

Their registration happened to be two days before the start of the new term, so they didn't need to wait for a new class and could exit the virtual world to make preparations.

Deep in the woods, they saw many plants resembling thorns, but tens of times thicker than ordinary ones; a single thorn was as thick as an adult man’s waist.

If powerful companions like Bai Feng or Lu Wenwen could join, there wouldn't be any major problems. But who was he to be worthy of such people as companions?

"I suppose it's possible, but... do you really want to do this? Ask your master and see if he agrees." Fang Qing looked at Old Song with a half-smile.

Tang Rao had known about Jiang Xu's appetite since the night before, so she had prepared breakfast portions five times larger than what she and Qin Rong usually ate.

After Baili Yuan walked away, Su Muyao dismissed the other palace maids and raised her hand to cast a barrier. In the main hall, a figure suddenly flashed before her.

But he couldn't say it like that; after all, the other party carried an air of nobility, and it was that person who had insulted him first.

In the second and third groups that followed, winners were also chosen. Su Deng lost to Hong Niang due to his youth, while Yuan Yunfeng won narrowly because his opponent had exceeded the refining time limit.

Lady Zi stood up with stiff limbs, her eyes looking toward Bai Qi with a hint of helplessness and panic. Bai Qi’s expression was ghastly, his knuckles white as he gripped his wine cup.

To say nothing else, their innate intelligence and the countless memories of demon ancestors stored within their souls were things the billions of ignorant creatures in the ocean could never hope to match.

Unable to think of anything else, they fell to their knees one after another, chanting, "Long live the Emperor, may he live ten thousand years."

"Then I thank Pavilion Master Weng and Sister Jun'er." Yetina stood up and bowed deeply.

Yun Mo stepped out of the room. The cold wind enveloped her, piercingly bitter. She pulled her clothes tighter and exhaled a puff of white mist.

Why was this song so sorrowful, every line stabbing at the heart? It was because it was too rational; the reason for the impasse was that one had thought too deeply—a dead knot.

"Then just watch closely as I make you mine!" Ming Fantian’s face was cold, though a flash of hidden sorrow flickered deep within his eyes.