Volume 1 Chapter 166: Driving Su Tingxue Away

Mother Su scurried away in embarrassment, dragging her son along with her.

Along the way, Mother Su berated herself inwardly.

"Your sister spoke much too harshly last time! If she had only been a little more polite, none of this would have ever happened!"

Eldest Su said in a deep voice, "She is no sister of mine. How could someone like her ever be qualified to be my sister? Think carefully, Mom—she is not like Xiaxia. Xiaxia always looked out for the family, whereas she is nothing but a selfish wretch!"

The Heart of the Ocean! It was the immense power of the Heart of the Ocean that had even transformed the appearance of the large black dog.

She straightened her posture, picked up the bowl, and drank spoonful by spoonful. A continuous stream of tears fell, streaming down into the bowl. Though the broth tasted salty, she remained completely unaware of it, continuing to drink mechanically.

This burly man was the undisputed champion drinker of Toward-the-Sun Village, renowned for his legendary capacity and an obsession with alcohol. Just moments earlier, he had gone jar-for-jar with Su Mu through a dozen earthenware jugs; while Su Mu's expression remained completely unchanged, the big man's face was already flushed bright red.

"What is there to be afraid of? Both of them are medical students; they are far more familiar with this sort of thing than we are," Nangong Xu said, curling his lip.

Liu Zhenhua was utterly shocked by her words. He had never expected that she would actually dare to reject him, yet somehow, it also felt entirely within reason. She seemed to be the sort of person who lived entirely by her own rules—otherwise, she would not have completely infatuated and captivated him so thoroughly.

After Xiao Yibin departed, Lu Peng made his way to the Shen residence. Upon entering, he searched the house thoroughly from room to room, but failed to find the figure he was hoping to see, a trace of disappointment flickering across his face.

Hearing the sound of a car door closing, Xu Wei, who had been walking with her head slightly lowered in deep thought, looked up. Their gazes met in midair; one person was closing the car door while the other came to a halt. Separated by only a few paces, they locked eyes for mere seconds before she averted her gaze and walked around him.

"Why are the two of you here? Wasn't it your turn to be on guard duty?" Nangong Xu asked in astonishment.

Xia Linghan curved the corners of her lips into a smile and hurriedly stepped forward to open the door. The moment it swung wide, a barrage of questioning voices greeted her.

"Your favoritism is far too blatant," Mu Cheng muttered discontentedly as he fetched a chair from the adjoining room, placing it beside the table so Liu Ruoshi could sit down.

曹同自然一清二楚 (Translate as: Cao Tong was naturally well aware of what kind of character his own son possessed...)

Knowing full well what kind of character his own son possessed, Cao Tong was naturally certain that, no matter how incompetent the young man might be, he was certainly not the type to pull off such a shocking and scandalous stunt at a banquet.

His remarks sent the surrounding classmates into uproarious laughter. Bai Feng's sword-like brows trembled with rage as his cold gaze swept across the crowd. The students hastily swallowed their mirth, though their trembling shoulders thoroughly betrayed their inner amusement.

The auctioneer finally brought his gavel down, bringing this intensely fierce auction to a dramatic close.

Boom, boom, boom... A fierce surge of sword qi instantly materialized around him like a shield, deflecting the blade-auras of twenty-four grey giants. A few moments later, Li Yu broke through the encirclement, brandishing his ancient dragon sword to launch a counter-offensive. His ferocious sword qi shattered one grey giant after another into countless fragments.

It no longer projected far outward, but instead clung tightly to the first foot of his fingertips. Though short, it was far more condensed, gleaming with a faint white light as if he truly possessed formidable claws.

Lu Huang tilted his head slightly and blinked hard, finding it difficult to believe that anyone would dare stand up and speak in such a manner.

"Is that so?" Situ Qianzhi looked at her, words hovering on the tip of his tongue, yet in the end, he said nothing at all.

Shortly thereafter, one of the massive arachnid monster's heads burst open like a balloon, and the residual force hurled its colossal body violently against a stone wall, sending countless debris scattering in all directions.

Nie Fang'er stared at her for a long time, the skin on both sides of her cheeks gradually flushing red. Her underlying meaning was self-evident.

Whether it was merely his imagination or not, the moment he learned about the monster haunting the hospital, Li Yi felt the place lose its dread; even the chilly breeze no longer felt so eerie and terrifying.

Naturally, such a perverse and esoteric language could only be mastered by the Dragon and Elf races. Humans had attempted to study both tongues in the past, but all such endeavors had yielded zero results. Not only humans, but even the corrupted and mis-evolved Dark Elves had lost the innate ability to command the Elven tongue.

"What Mother says is true. If I truly fancied her, taking her as my wife would be no trouble at all. Besides, if it ever came to that, absolutely no one could stand in our way. Back then, when your father wanted to arrange a match for me and you disagreed, you must have already guessed that I had someone else in my heart." At this point, Yue Feng could not help falling silent.

Under normal circumstances, getting her to grant a voluntary kiss required a lengthy period of coercion, and even when stripped bare, she would still stubbornly blush and refuse.

This time, Chu Yun had arrived entirely alone, unaccompanied by any apothecary and bearing no formal calling card, leading the gatekeeping guild members to bar his entry.

Xue Lengyu shook her head, forcing herself to concentrate. Since overthinking certain matters yielded no benefit, she might as well seize the moment to execute her own plan. At the very least, the Imperial Princess would do her utmost to cooperate with this scheme, for the ultimate beneficiary of it all would certainly not be her.

Before his words fully faded, Tang Guobin sprang up from the great tree, thrusting both hands down his trouser legs to pull them upward. Simultaneously, he drew a pair of samurai swords—one long, one short—truly living up to the literal meaning of being 'promoted' through the draw.

Having barely advanced thirty-odd paces, Luke was drenched in sweat and panting like an ox. The crushing sensation of carrying an entire mountain upon his back made it excruciatingly difficult to press forward, and his trembling legs barely managed to keep him from collapsing.

"Whoosh, whoosh!" A gale materialized out of thin air, howling with a piercing and eerie shriek, lashing violently through the grand hall and sending loose trinkets scattering in every direction.

Bai Yanshuo pressed his temples in frustration, though he was entirely helpless to stop her. Carrying the bag back to the doorway, he flicked his wrist and tossed it directly at her.

The proprietor originally had no intention of mentioning the bamboo viper to Liu Xiaoxing, but after carefully observing the young man and satisfying himself that he was neither a police officer nor an undercover agent sent by some investigative bureau, the shopkeeper finally revealed the ultimate treasure of his establishment.

Chu Tian, carrying Chen Xiang, traversed a distance of tens of thousands of li in the blink of an eye, materializing deep within a vast, boundless expanse of black mountain ranges.

Compared to the rewards of the previous phased quest, the rewards for this stage had not changed significantly, save for the spiritual jade reward increasing from one hundred squares to one thousand squares, along with an additional upgrade chance for the Heavenly Eye.

Though the preceding battle had been astonishing, they were far more concerned with the fortunes and opportunities awaiting them atop the Ancient Bodhi Tree.

Lingchuan had only ever encountered deserts in textbooks and on television, having never experienced one firsthand. Now, stretching out before his very eyes, the endless dunes rolled in gentle undulations. As far as the eye could see, aside from sand, there was nothing else.

Within the spacious conference room, the sinister and crafty laughter of three aging men echoed continuously, making them look precisely like three foxes who had successfully plundered a henhouse.