Volume 1, Chapter 55: We'll See About That

"Are you kidding me?"
Even knowing how despicable Qin Yu was, Bai Ruoxi was still immensely shocked upon hearing this news.
This was simply too much of a coincidence.
"I'm not kidding..."
Actually, in this regard, she was quite similar to Moyu Jingchen: not only cold, heartless, and merciless, but also capable of profound tenderness, warmth, and utter devotion, showing boundless tolerance and indulgence without any principles or limits toward the person held in her heart.
Inside the elevator, Liu Ruxuan looked at Shen Yixuan's still somewhat sickly face through the mirror, the corners of her mouth curling up in hatred. Thinking of the scene from that fateful night, she truly wanted to stab him and send him on his final journey.
The two of them hurried away after speaking, leaving Ji Zili and the crowd looking at one another in dismay, clueless as to what he meant.
Seeing their demonic pets improve to such an extent in such a short amount of time, the five guild leaders were beyond excited, practically jumping for joy.
"No! I have to find the Old Ghost." Enduring the steamer-like stifling heat, I bent down and began searching the ground.
Of course, she was not gloating over the punishment inflicted upon Sheng Lan and Bai Youhong, but rather contemplating the gap between them and Sheng Lan.
The Ghost-Shadow Golden Luan Spear was different. It was Hua Danlian's personal weapon, which she had captured as spoils of war. Using it inside this stone cave should not provoke any adverse reactions.
A black cat leisurely strolled past her. Instead of running away, it walked at a very slow pace, as if intentionally guiding Ruoli.
Wei Fengchu pulled me tightly into his embrace. His bright eyes were filled entirely with the raging flames of his fury. His face was so close that it left me in a daze. This was the very face that had frequently appeared in my mind over the past three years, and all our shared memories slowly welled up.
All of this had consumed the greater part of the night, and Xie Changjing still had a mountain of matters to attend to. Although he remained deeply worried about Mo Ruxue, since even the imperial physician had declared that Mo Ruxue was out of danger, he instructed Yinling and Qingdai to tend to her well.
What was once control had now transformed into ruling over these forces. Undeniably, the Ice Emperor family had not suffered any substantial damage; on the contrary, it showed signs of expansion.
Because various elements generate and restrain one another, studying two attributes is far superior to studying just one. Although Guo Lingling's ice-attribute martial arts were unleashed using the Alluring Sword, she also possessed a good understanding of ice-attribute martial arts.
Ouyang Jian swore to protect the Alliance Master with his life. "Even if you die, don't even think about taking a single step across this boundary," Ouyang Jian replied. He used his sword qi to carve a deep line on the ground, indicating that he would absolutely not allow Motian to cross it.
As for waiting for the man to stand up and fight him fair and square, only a moron would do such a thing. Song Cheng had never possessed that kind of foolish sportsmanship. On the battlefield, everything served the single purpose of eliminating the opponent. Once such an opportunity presented itself, Song Cheng would never let it slip away.
Seeing this cousin of hers, who used to be utterly indifferent to her, suddenly become so warm and enthusiastic, Song Ziyi was truly not used to it at all.
She thought that if Qin Shuishui and Qin Yaoxi were to see Yeming acting like this, they would surely lose their composure.
Yan Huaxin was still Yan Huaxin, forever radiating such effortless style, with a smile lingering on her face and features still breathtakingly gorgeous.
Yet, the mere thought that her eldest brother might still be alive—and perhaps right before her eyes—made it impossible for her to remain calm.
"Well... alright." Hearing Mo Mingchen's voice always gave Tianqing a familiar sense of security.
Doudou had a remarkably good memory. Thinking back on what had happened earlier, he found it rather strange and simply could not figure it out.
Xuntian naturally had no idea what had happened, while at this very moment, countless energies between heaven and earth swarmed in, madly pouring into the black vortex.