135 Narcissus Shota

“Someone is searching for her. That person’s skill must surpass mine. Fortunately, I have already set a concealment formation around her. For a short while, that person shouldn’t be able to find this place.” The man withdrew his energy and let out a deep breath.

The brand-name goods in the mall, whether in style or quality, were incomparable to those from street vendors, and naturally, the prices reflected this as well.

“That’s true…” Jia Zhengjin felt there was no reason for her to deceive him, after all, she was a deity nurtured by her own efforts.

There was something suspicious about this matter. Gu Yanru decided to inquire personally. Logically, she should have returned to the palace to report the events in Yelang City to His Majesty, so why did she end up here?

When he opened his eyes and saw that none of the houses in sight held anything familiar, he was stunned. After a long moment, he realized this must be inside Li Zhishi’s home.

The hall was in uproar. I was deeply shocked, recalling how the golden chain had caused a commotion at the city’s peak because of Hu Yueyue. The cousin’s proud demeanor then was starkly different from now. A single gamble would haunt a lifetime; was such a life truly worth living?

“Let’s go! I’ll take you home. Once back, write out in detail the sequence of events regarding Li Qinghe’s murder and disposal of the body. I will come to find you tomorrow. Don’t even think about running away. As long as you remain on this Earth, I will find you.” Under the night sky, the young man’s words carried an undeniable, compelling force. Qingjie could only nod.

He truly did not expect that Bai Shan’s final removal from the list of combatants was not due to limitations in cultivation, but was instead intentional, perhaps even orchestrated.

Fei Cai stood up only after the clan leader spoke, holding her child as she turned toward her home. After returning, she sat on the bed in a daze, still clutching the child.

Xin Han, with a childlike appearance, pretended to shake his head earnestly, resembling a pure heart. This natural familiarity made Zhang Yuanhao smile broadly.

White smoke permeated everywhere, quickly enveloping the area. The cultivator screamed in agony, evidently having his vitality stripped away by the smoke.

The following competitions revealed no standout figures; most athletes recorded times above thirteen seconds.

Bai Sen’s behavior caused no suspicion. A pampered noble young master, after being hit by overwhelming murderous intent and narrowly escaping death, would hardly remain composed. Even they were unsettled, let alone someone who had never endured hardship. So, no one doubted Bai Sen’s performance.

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In contrast, You Jingyan remained remarkably calm, nothing like the pitiful figures in dramas who wet themselves at the emperor’s roar.

The murderous intent radiating from the other side showed clearly there was no way back.

The bone needle traversed hundreds of meters in half a breath, nearly piercing the pure white youth’s spiritual energy shield and entering his body.

However, as a lone cultivator, the greatest limitation lay in his cultivation methods, mostly pieced together haphazardly, making a complete training system difficult.

“Your Majesty, please don’t be anxious. How far has the matter progressed?” Jin Fushi stepped forward to support Wang Yu.

Blood spread in the seawater, yet the ferocious sea beasts, driven by their bloodlust, dared not approach. Even as the gray-haired man neared death, no sea creature ventured to devour him.

“We are family—no need for such formality!” Xue Yi helped us up from the ground with a wave of her hand. Her bright eyes swept over us with a determined glint of wisdom.

Five seconds later, when Fan Tian and Matsushita examined the cramped room, there was nothing to investigate or overturn.

Duan Jiu took a deep breath, vaguely agreeing that Ling Jianxian’s words were correct. But since this was a wager, one party had to disagree.

Grandfather’s sudden change of tone surprised us. Old Fang, however, felt immense relief and quickly formed hand seals. Almost simultaneously, there was a knock at the door.

Since merging with the immortal emperor elder’s memories, Ye Yun had never been amazed by anything on Earth, despite encountering countless unimaginable adventures and dangers in recent years.

Watching him leave, Mu Lingyue exhaled deeply. Finally gone—if he hadn’t left, she honestly wouldn’t know what to do with him.

Now, with a hundred ancestors of the Zheng family manifesting together, their might was terrifying, yet even so, they were no match for the Heavenly Secret Mansion?

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Tension filled the room, as if any disagreement might spark a fierce fight between Third Uncle and Li Shihua.

Moreover, Gan Lin learned from the original owner’s memories that her father had done nothing outrageous, and her brothers were not villains. So why did outsiders spread such rumors?

Lu Yuqing refused to look at him, her eyes turning cold. She glanced at Qin Jingqing, who was watching the scene unfold, still trying to maintain her dignity.

Ordinarily, holding a potion bottle for so long would tire one’s arms, but he seemed unaffected, as if immortal.

Praying silently, hoping nothing would happen. If the food was poisoned, would it affect Hai Fang’s future?

Poisoned? Everyone looked at the dishes on the table, sensing something was amiss. How could it be poisoned? This was food personally cooked by Xizhou.

Just then, Si Zhengnan entered, carrying something. Though his face revealed no obvious expression, he appeared to be in a good mood.

On this point, An Qi had questioned herself—had she truly regarded He Mengran as a rival?

The day after Qingluan the Great Sage returned, Zhang Li awoke. His new arm was now fully functional, and his cultivation had soared from the Transformation Spirit Realm to the lower ranks of the Yin Saint Realm.