Volume One, Chapter 58: The Secret of Xin

When Shen Rong woke up, it was still raining outside and the sky was overcast. She had slept very comfortably. The man who insisted on lying in her bed yesterday was nowhere to be found.

Hearing his cryptic words, Lu Yao was startled. Could there be some secret hidden within the flowing red clouds and flying rosy mists?

The deputy leader of the Drunken Moon Tower had personally made an appearance, yet the attitude of the Tianqing Pavilion was peculiar. After sending people to investigate for a while, they suddenly went silent.

This outcome was something Mo Qize had anticipated, so now their only hope rested on Gu Yaofei.

Qin Cong couldn’t face the plants now; thinking of them having crystal cores like zombies made him realize their vitality was far stronger than he had imagined.

“I appreciate your kindness,” Huang Qilin thought inwardly, suspecting this was an attempt to push him out of his central position.

Ye Fan was so excited he didn’t know what to do, chattering endlessly with Su Man. If it weren’t for Pei Xiuze’s reminder, they might have forgotten they still had things to do.

To the south, towering lotus-shaped mountains reached into the clouds, bordering the Demon Kingdom. The two nations had fought frequently since ancient times, each winning and losing in turn.

Jun Qianli snorted coldly as a flash of white light passed over him. He instantly summoned his Ice Rock Armor, while the Infinite Silver Body quietly activated beneath the armor.

On the stands, Fang Ya, Zhang Yao, and Li Yu simultaneously slammed their tables and rose to their feet, but the desks in front of them blocked their way, leaving them no time to intervene.

At that moment, a soft “meow meow” sounded at their feet. Something fluffy and soft rubbed against their shoes—it had to be the illusion spirit cat, Meow Meow.

Jing Yi was nearly in tears. Reciting the family precepts once without eating or drinking took three days; a hundred times would take three hundred days. That meant she wouldn’t be able to leave the house for an entire year!

“Smack!” It was as if struck by an invisible hand delivering a harsh slap, or hit by a fierce whip of wind. Zhou Qing felt a burning pain on her face.

During the thunderstorm assault, Chong rushed forward, continuously using the Thunderbolt Sword Technique. After several attacks, the great sword slashed down, and he vanished again in a flash.

Thousands of miles away, an empire and a dynasty combined their forces.

Qixing Yu’s jacket was a short coat with only two pockets. He searched again and again but still found nothing.

In just three days, Lu Chenyuan completely exhausted five million attributeless rules.

The newly formed team had many conflicts, especially Rocket Raccoon, who was very concerned about his identity; he didn’t want to be this way.

Before opening the task list, Qixing Yu checked the lottery interface. After the last mission, he still had one chance to draw, but he hadn’t used it yet. These days, Qixing Yu was busy with work and handovers during the day, and at night he was occupied with managing several accounts, making plans, and researching.

Looking up at the eighty-one sword flags planted atop the five city gates—symbols of the Sword Sect’s dominance over Tanxue City—he felt a slight relief. He gently pushed open the mansion’s door and stepped into the birthday banquet hall.

The team medic advised Anthony that if he got injured, then Nyx could honestly go home fishing this year.

Casting a subtle glance at her eyes, Mo Yuzhen noticed they were not bloodshot, clearly she hadn’t cried. In her hands were several boxes.

A jolt like an electric shock made Li Junxiu tremble slightly. His long, introverted phoenix eyes suddenly opened wide. When he looked at Xuyuan, he was utterly intoxicated.

The accompanying guards had disappeared without a trace. Yang Shanzhe was easier to find, but even he didn’t know where Mu Sanqian and the two royal guards had gone.