Chapter 64 Part 2

The hem was bordered by ripples embroidered in black thread and adorned with glistening pearls, presenting a magnificent and dazzling sight. The bodice of the upper garment was decorated with a black ribbon, tied into a bow at the end.

However, having seen my fair share of ghosts, I had developed a certain immunity. Once the initial tension subsided, curiosity began to take root.

When word of this reached the immortals of the heavenly realm, everyone knew that Crown Prince Changqin had committed a grave offense. Yet, the Heavenly Emperor ultimately neither stripped away his immortal bone nor imprisoned him, letting the matter rest after merely enduring that beating. Everyone simply assumed that, as the future husband of Princess Fengxi, the Heavenly Emperor and Heavenly Empress were simply shielding one of their own.

The old man chattered on, his face, etched with the weathering of time, devoid of streaming tears, yet brimming with an unmistakable sense of regret and sorrow.

Goodness, with nothing left to amuse herself at home, the young miss would sneak out three times a day to run wild. Disguised in men's clothing and waving a tattered fan, she paraded conspicuously through the capital, styling herself as Young Master Shifang. There was scarcely a brothel or gambling den in the entire city that she hadn't frequented. She never dared to mention this to her young master, who would likely cough up blood if he ever found out.

Shane Battier, the elite perimeter defender tasked with guarding Li Qiang, watched his every move with acute tension, terrified that he might suddenly execute a turnaround fadeaway three-pointer. If they fell behind by a three-pointer now, his team would likely never bridge the gap over the remaining forty-eight minutes.

Then he raised his head and caught sight of me in the distance. Unexpectedly, he suddenly smiled at me.

However, without the spiritual assistance of my own pupils to guide the acupuncture, even prescribing the correct remedy would be futile in curing Li Qianxun.

One's mindset in battle exerts a tremendous influence on the outcome. Since the Sword Demon was capable of wielding swordsmanship that could disrupt an enemy's state of mind, he was truly worthy of his title as the Sword Demon.

Yet, before heading to Donghe Village, Xia Junfan had actually set out to find me first. Hearing him say this left me somewhat astonished.

He still wished to continue playing, but the gathering whistle blew, forcing Xu Yi to abandon his intentions and trot over with a look of regret.

"Then ask him whether he can still run." Luo Xiang finally glanced back, looking at Qing Mo as if gazing upon a dead man.

She was actually emphasizing to him, both overtly and covertly, that her remaining time was terribly short. Yet, even in death, she refused to let go, demonstrating the deep-rooted place Gu Liangsheng held in her heart.

Dongfang Mu said with displeasure, "Don't get me started. You were so reckless that you didn't even know who knocked you unconscious. If I hadn't worried about you and followed along, goodness knows what might have happened." Thinking back, a lingering fear gripped him, leaving Dongfang Mu boiling with rage as he just wanted to head back right now and settle accounts with that person.

Yet the very instant her fingers brushed against him, a deep, low growl slipped from the man's throat, resembling the long-denied, sweet release of pent-up tension.

Vigilantly surveying her surroundings and finding no danger, the sika deer heaved a sigh of relief and lowered its head to graze once more. It repeated this cautious ritual every few seconds, for otherwise, it might lose its life at any given moment without ever knowing why.

True to his promise, Li Ju took Cheng Jiajia and Cheng Xu to visit Carpenter Sun's workshop, allowing the siblings to observe the entire process of furniture making.

If it weren't for the sake of your Void Spirit Realm and the Lin family, would he have been foolish enough to blindly follow you?

"He is already severely wounded. Even if he flees, he will have to lie low and recuperate for a very long time!" Xu Qingyun said indifferently.

Although the actions of the Hua family had inflicted a certain degree of injury upon Mu, it proved to be a blessing in disguise as it restored her vision—though her blindness had originally stemmed from the past deeds of the Hua family's ancestors.

It was not only Zhuang Yi who felt curious; Old Third Tian, Ma Liu, along with the little radish and the mouse, all turned their gazes toward Zhao Xueya, their eyes flashing with inquisitive excitement.

"I am fine. I was just feeling a bit tense and need to rest. Do not come disturb me," Deng Zhanyu said, turning to walk into the inner hall.

A resounding chant rang through the carriage, instantly infusing the team members—who had moments ago been burdened with worries and heavy doubts—with renewed confidence.

Note: Your physical constitution is too weak and your level is too low. The upcoming baptismal process may cause exceptional pain; please endure it with steadfast resilience.

Drunken shrimp are not dead to begin with; after being steeped in fermented glutinous rice wine, though the shrimp cease to move, they remain alive.

This was the matter that worried Liu Meiwei the most following her divorce—that an incomplete family would inflict profound and lasting trauma upon a child.

Do not be deceived by his ability to capture the Long-Haired Daoist; the higher one's realm, the more pronounced the gap between each tier. A late-stage Golden Immortal is far beyond his capability to handle, let alone someone who possesses divine beast bloodlines and surpasses ordinary late-stage Golden Immortals in strength. Dealing with such an adversary is exceedingly difficult.

In the end, having exhausted all other options, I had no choice but to halt my futile struggles. In our current predicament, impatience would get us nowhere; I could only calm my mind and await the optimal moment to break free. Besides, I refused to believe he would never bathe or change his clothes. The moment he made any move at all would herald my opportunity.

The remaining desolate beasts continued to battle fiercely with Young Master Wang, but were ultimately vanquished and dematerialized by him, step by step as he advanced toward Ximen Yu.

It was entirely because her precious son possessed such steadfast willpower that he had resisted her attempted seduction, leading her now to hypocritically mouth endearments like brother and sister. If the occasion had not been so utterly inappropriate, Zhou Zhihui would have loved to have a thorough heart-to-heart with Jiang Yongrui.

Could it be that treating Song Yunxi to dinner the other night had so conspicuously demonstrated their harmonious relationship that it made Song Yunjie too wary to act rashly?

At that moment, Molin opened his eyes, a pair of silvery orbs gazing directly at me. "Good morning." With that, he straddled my lap.

"I think we should return and regroup with the others first! Once we've discussed it with everyone, we can decide how to proceed!" Zhu Yingtai once again took it upon herself to make the decision for the group, seemingly possessing an overwhelmingly dominant sense of agency.

Back in the day, Zhang Yuan had spent five entire years making the leap from assistant to senior assistant; this industry is not one where mere capability guarantees you a path to the top.