Volume One, Chapter 68: Then You Sleep With Me

Liar.

He said he wouldn’t hurt her.

Zhou Jingdu was the best at tormenting her, at taking pleasure in her suffering.

The confusion in Shen Chaowu’s eyes slowly faded, replaced at last by a hint of scorn, a trace of mockery.

The young man also noticed the change in her gaze.

He lowered his eyes and said nothing.

Abruptly, he withdrew his strength. His legs moved off Shen Chaowu, left the bed, and he turned his back to her, his face slightly in profile.

His exquisitely handsome features were shrouded in shadow.

Qin Yan widened his eyes, staring intently at the place where their palms met, bracing himself for an earth-shattering crash.

Just as the intruder reached for the storage ring hidden in Lei Zhan’s robes, he prepared to carefully slip it out—but at that moment, Lei Zhan suddenly seized his hand, baring his teeth in a cold smile.

Old Ninth’s opening speech was clear: don’t think you’ll have any special privileges just because you’re soldiers from the Divine Dragon Bureau. Here at the Dragon Blood Base, the Divine Dragon Bureau doesn’t exist. You’ll train and be tested with the soldiers from other nations. If you fail, you’ll be sent away.

He yearned for power with every fiber of his being. If only he could obtain it, he would pay any price.

While Wayne was busy dodging, Sally silently unleashed a blade of azure wind.

They were extremely reluctant, yet under a little government prodding, their hearts began to waver.

Was it her acting, or was she sincere? Perhaps both. Yet that no longer mattered. The regret had already been sown, the harm done; nothing more could be said.

“A hidden class!” At those words, everyone’s eyes brightened a little. At present, Hua Feng was the weakest among them, but if he could change his class to a hidden one, that would be marvelous. Players with hidden classes were unmatched by ordinary players.

Chu Feng could not help but sigh inwardly. Of the nine ancient paragons, he had already encountered two: one dead, the other sealed. Now, on this journey to the Underworld, he would likely learn the fate of the five great emperors as well.

Liu Shiya was now deeply dependent on Su Yang. As long as he was by her side, she feared nothing. She believed he could resolve any crisis, could always protect her.

Lin Feng heard the unconcealed joy in Ling’er’s voice and knew her words came from the heart. Had he misjudged You Yitian? Had You Yitian truly cured Ling’er’s Nine Yin Cold Veins?

After the Deification, there would be at least several thousand years of peace. By then, the world would be settled; the Sages would all retire into seclusion, and that would be his chance to make his mark.

Dai Jiao sneered inwardly. The patriarch had warned that the Water Ape lineage was inherently lascivious and cold-hearted, never one to hold Pei Zhiqi in mind. Now it proved true. Her contempt grew, but since she was under orders, the Water Ape still had his uses; his life could not yet be taken.

“Do we know each other?” Young Master Long asked in confusion. Wang Qiang’s head was covered, so his face was hidden from view.

The Left Gate Daoist vanished into the darkness. Moments later, the black hole shot from underground into the sky, only to be shattered by a divine sense above. The Left Gate Daoist was never seen again. One could say that the battle at Shouyang Pass was the very last time he appeared in public.

Meanwhile, the entire Demonic Sect was in chaos over the Yun Yao affair. Yuan Hong had no time to spare. He had hoped to show off at Chaoge, but now, that chance would have to go to someone else.

Sakyamuni Buddha’s golden body slowly faded, returning to its former guise. The Tathagata gazed blankly at the departing Buddhist disciples, lost in thought.

Two massive swords crossed in midair, seeking to block all the masks, lest they interfere with the three-way battle between the Eastern Emperor Taiyi and his rivals.

The heavy crossbows on the city walls had been nothing more than a ruse, tricking them into believing the human army lacked fiercer defensive weapons.

Sisa sensed it too and was astonished. So did Yi Zhi, waiting silently thirty yards above him.

His face was ashen. He gently stroked the great white bird, bound tightly in icy chains. Pain flickered in his dark eyes. He sighed softly, leaped from the bird’s back, and drew it into his storage.

Seeing the two on the verge of another standoff, the attendants of Jingxuan Hall began to panic. Some had already fled, likely to report the incident.

When the boss gets angry, the consequences are severe. She hung her head, wondering if she should apologize now to keep her minimum subsistence allowance and benefits.

“Sigh, the night was peaceful enough, but from the hour of the tiger onward I couldn’t sleep at all. Now I’m utterly exhausted,” Consort Xi said languidly, massaging her temples and closing her eyes.

But no matter how Consort Rui barked orders, not a single attendant dared move. All of them looked at her strangely. The other consorts stared at her in shock, clearly convinced by Jade Girl’s accusation.

Tang Ruyan looked up, not realizing her face was already streaked with tears. Looking at Jiang Ruixuan, her heart sank lower and lower. The memories surged up as if struggling to break free, all so vivid, as if she had lived them herself.

Last night, the emperor had visited the Jade Qiong Palace, and Consort Rui had spent the night with him, once again lamenting her childlessness, blaming Consort Xi for her loss. She had repeatedly mentioned Chun Jing, hinting at her desire to personally raise the child.

She was determined to take down the painting in one go, never realizing how alluring her pose was. As she reached up, her graceful curves were fully displayed, the pale purple gauze robe lifting to reveal a glimpse of snowy white at her waist.