Volume One, Chapter 123: The College Entrance Examination

True Heiress from the Seventies: Why Are You Panicking When I Head to the Countryside? Bright and luminous moon 1223 words 2026-04-01 07:00:48

The sudden absence of two people from the village changed little on the surface, yet it left the village chief with a persistent sense of emptiness.

"If those two children pass their exams and leave, the village will grow quiet and lonely once more."

"So, do you want them to pass, or do you want them to fail?"

Indeed, the place Li Yu had led us to was the school restroom at the far end of the sports field. It was an ancient structure, perhaps predating the school itself, and had undergone countless renovations over the years.

"Heh, so you mean my cousin wasted her youth on the Prince for absolutely nothing?" Ma Lanhua retorted.

Unlike Qiongnai, who preferred to keep a low profile, she loved the spotlight; it would have been stranger if she hadn't taken flight right before everyone's eyes.

Xiao Jian seemed entirely indifferent to rewards. Shoveling a few mouthfuls of rice into his mouth, he said, "Rewards don't matter. Let's worry about other things once we survive this war." With that, he resumed wolfing down his food.

The Buddhist light, carrying a force that could purge all existence, beamed down upon Zhao Zhu. It was formidable, terrifying, and utterly merciless; though she abstained from taking life, it did not mean she lacked the power to do so.

"Zhang Qian is truly a man of honor!" Ma Ling lamented. At the same time, he resolved to treat his brother-in-law better in the future and find a way to secure him an official commission in the army. Of course, that was assuming they could survive their current predicament.

In the next instant, both the falling coin and the thrown coin seemed to slow down. Even Meiqin's movements began to decelerate.

"Ah, though the Prince has departed in body, his heart remains. Very well, I shall accept this masterpiece and keep it as the temple's sacred treasure," Master Ziran said.

"Do you all think I, the head of this household, am dead? You're keeping secrets from me, aren't you?" Suddenly raising his voice, he called out, "Lingnan! Tell me, where is the Madam's tea?" He looked around the room once more, only to realize that the furnishings had also been changed.

Her acquired knowledge told Shateola that this was indeed entirely feasible. Strip away the mystery, and it was nothing extraordinary; after all, life itself operated on the very same principle.

Seeing that Wu Xian still had no intention of letting go of the Soul Eater, rage flared within Lin Yi. Letting out a fierce curse, he swung his longsword once more. In the blink of an eye, the cold, gleaming blade slashed down upon Wu Mu'er's thigh.

As the efficacy of the medicine dispersed, the other's divine body began to mend itself, and their divine soul ceased its dissipation, starting to coalesce and heal.

He was getting on in years, and his household was rife with conflict. What could anyone possibly see in a man like that?

"You mentioned last time that your sister likes to paint. She must be a very gentle person," Xia Xinnian said softly.

"Since you're so loath to see me go, I'll stay a few days longer. I finished all my important work a few days ago anyway. Coming to the city also gives me a chance to look into An Yunhong's company—we can just call it a business trip." Li Chenyu looked at An Ruoqiu, his eyes brimming with tenderness and a faint smile.

Seeing Lin Yi retreat, Bu Liangzi felt his sole remaining worry vanish. Steeling his resolve, his hunched figure shot like a cannonball toward the violently trembling Heaven-Sealing Array. A staff materialized abruptly in his left hand, while his right hand continued to channel soul force into the Soul Eater.

Shui Tianyue's original orders had been to halt the expansion of the Beidou Sect, but this crisis had erupted before she could even reach the Sifang Gang.

Though the aura of Buddhist light surrounding the Kuyue Buddha appeared to grow stronger, the indestructible light of the Seated Buddha was, in truth, beginning to wane.

As Qin Tian began to rotate the periscope, he made yet another astonishing discovery.

Zhang Daye smiled, carried the food to the outer office, and began arranging the dishes one by one on the desk.