Volume 1, Chapter 41: Disdaining the Old Woman

"Mom, Guohong called me yesterday and said Xiaoshuai is taking exams these days and is busy to the point of being overwhelmed. Even if you call her, he might not be able to spare the time."

Xiaoshuai was the only male descendant of the old Wei family. Although he currently carried his mother's surname and grew up in the Wei family, in Song Ying's mind, that child would always bear a foreign surname.

"What exams could he still be taking? He's so big now, spending all day testing and studying. Enough is enough, he should be making money when it's time to make money!"

Song Ying complained.

Wei Guoxiong could not let the old lady know that his eldest sister, Wei Guohong, was currently working as a maid in his house!

At least until the old lady had recovered significantly, this matter could not be told to her.

Mother...

The village chief, who had just been relentlessly pursued, happened to be among them. "Who is the village chief here?" one of the rather imposing, pot-bellied middle-aged men looked at the surrounding villagers and rebuked in a deep voice.

"May I look at you?" Qi Haoxuan did not answer Yue Lingxiang's words, but instead made a request.

The roaring sound in the sky grew louder and louder. Soon, three spacecraft, identical to the one belonging to the demon youth, flew over rapidly and slowly landed right beside it.

This time, because Sikong Xu was holding the unconscious Illya, Matou Sakura could only be carried by Bazett.

Hearing his uncle's words, a look of surprise appeared on Ye Yu's face. He had not expected that while his uncle seemed like an easygoing man on the surface, his mind was actually as clear as a mirror.

The tall, thin Embroidered Uniform Guard with a typical oval face closed his eyes slightly to sense his surroundings, then opened them and said in a deep voice.

Connecting this to her previous experiences in the demon realm, that overwhelming sense of unease—of walking straight into a trap meticulously laid out for them—came flooding back like a tidal wave.

"Heh, your master refuses to answer your question." The moment Feng Guichi was brought up, Chao Yue felt like running wild; she flicked her sleeves and strode directly into the house.

Huang Yan stared at Han Yangrou's Audi TT as it drove further and further away, a charming yet wicked smile forming at the corner of his mouth.

Whether it was regarding that exquisite "surgical" skill, the mysterious Demon Physician himself, or that supreme venomous king snake.

Lan He comforted her, "Qi San is skilled in martial arts and has a quick mind. I believe he will definitely be able to resolve this matter." Although she said that, Qi Er was equally out of contact, leaving Lan He feeling restless and anxious, unsure of what was best to be done.

Her mother's encounters at the He family were not as simple as she had claimed. After discovering that Chu Jian harbored hidden motives, she had specifically instructed Qian Hui to investigate the matter.

Then, after thinking it over, she realized that the possibility of eliminating all the people sent out was completely nonexistent, so she nodded in agreement.

Inside the carriage, Liu Yun and Han Xinying sat together, while Yin Junfeng and Shuang'er acted as coachmen, sitting at the front. Shuang'er skillfully drove the carriage forward at a slow pace. This speed could be said to be even slower than walking; whether they did this intentionally remained unknown.

Just as Yin Junfeng was struck with astonishment, a faint sound suddenly echoed from the dilapidated house. The eerie green light abruptly grew in intensity, resembling the faint glow emitted by Yin Junfeng's Xuanyu Sword. The house remained dead silent, filled with an eerie and terrifying atmosphere.

After all, the person sitting on the dragon chair sought only immortality. As long as nothing interfered with his pursuit of the Dao, he wouldn't bat an eye even if the world outside were to collapse.

A-Jiu's opening remark was remarkably blunt—so blunt that it startled Han Shiyu. From their scattered words over the past few days, she had guessed that A-Jiu's identity was extraordinary. It was one thing for the people of the Yuan Mansion to act this way, but even the people of the Xia Mansion treated her with utmost reverence. No matter when or where, as long as she appeared, everyone invariably placed her above all others.

Three! Yunxiang felt deeply shocked. Could it be that Master Chengtian had foreseen long ago that she would borrow his name? And therefore went with the flow and brought her under his wing?

Dinner was served in the dining room of Fang Qing and Su Jinghe's private quarters. Surprisingly, Cui Shaoxi did not find fault with A-Jian for once, nor did he look at him with displeasure, which actually made A-Jian feel a bit strange.

Long Qi stood up from the bed, and with a slight movement, his entire body emitted a satisfying popping sound akin to roasted beans, enough to set one's teeth on edge. Long Qi stretched lazily with great comfort, but when he turned his head, he saw Li'er sleeping peacefully beside him.

Now things were settled. The entire Southern Prince's Mansion had instantly quieted down due to Madame Hua's confinement and devotion to Buddhism. She could finally focus on nurturing her pregnancy in peace. Although the emperor told them they could stay in the capital for as long as they liked, Yunxiang could not afford to linger in the capital so recklessly.

A physiognomer defying the heavens does so to gain greater power from the Heavenly Dao, while the heavenly tribulation is the Heavenly Dao's self-protection mechanism.

The Imperial Guards, who had previously been remarkably uniform in their actions, were suddenly thrown into chaos upon hearing this unfamiliar command. And just because of this momentary disorder, everything collapsed into disarray; the Imperial Guards stumbled directly into the muddy slush and debris the bandits had just retreated from.

Among the three major tribes of Erke, currently only the Ewenki tribe had submitted to the Great Han, residing mainly to the west of Beihai in Beihai Province under the Han's Mobei Military Region.

Ji Yun's intense flying was equivalent to an in-depth practice of spiritual energy, and his mastery over its application advanced a step further. His personal Purple Mansion lake also made tremendous progress; although there was still a huge gap before filling the entire Purple Mansion, this was undoubtedly much better than before.

Furthermore, Lei Chen never put on the airs of a crown prince when returning, which made him exceptionally well-liked by his junior martial brothers and sisters.

Upon hearing this, Alchemist Wang felt a surge of joy in his heart, knowing that his master was angry. It seemed Su Li would not have an easy time ahead.

Time slowly passed. The deeper they went, the more desolate it became. Ying Fei and the Cicada of Gold were not ordinary mortals, so they felt almost nothing, but Yang Luo and Lowe already felt a sense of suffocation.

The same spell, wielded by cultivators at different realms, unleashed vastly different powers. Back when Hua Tian was still a cultivator in the Epiphany Realm, although this sand-storm technique was full of might, it was nowhere near as shocking as the effects seen now.