Volume 1, Chapter 22: She Regretted It, She Wanted to Go Back

The mere mention of Xiao Jingyu still caused a sharp, involuntary pang in Qin Wan’s heart. She had last seen him just a few days ago, when she and her mother discussed calling off their engagement. Now that even her grandmother knew, how could he possibly be unaware?

Yet, there was no response from him—no explanation, no letter of comfort, nothing. Perhaps, in his eyes, this nebulous engagement had always been a mere figment of her own wishful thinking. Since it had never been set in stone, why bother explaining? Perhaps he was currently preoccupied, awaiting the imperial decree that would bestow upon him the daughter of the Shen family. As these thoughts swirled, fragments of her time with Xiao Jingyu flashed through her mind. She had truly believed he...

In truth, this was the unique talent of a traitor: no matter the circumstances, he could always twist his imagination to believe that because he was so special, so formidable, and so extraordinary, the resulting outcomes were simply inevitable.

The primordial world was locked in endless slaughter. Even if the Sorcerer and Demon clans both perished, new races would inevitably rise to take their place, and the cycle of conflict and killing would continue. But wait—if the race that replaced them were one that cherished peace, wouldn’t the future of the primordial world become infinitely brighter?

If not for him, if not for the Junlai Restaurant, she might still be in the Lower Divine Heavens, never becoming the person she was today.

The dark, roiling thunderclouds above grew increasingly ferocious, as if some peerless demon were stirring up chaos within them.

Ten days later, Chen Fan summoned three thousand soldiers from the Guanjiangkou to serve under the True Monarch Temple. Yang Chan had tagged along for the trip, but she complained that the temple was too gloomy and lacked vitality. After staying only two days, she insisted on running off to the Guanghan Palace to visit her sister Chang'e.

"King of the Ferocious Beasts, since this is all a misunderstanding, why not turn hostility into friendship? Why not explore the fragments of this realm and the secrets of this Immortal Martial Secret Realm together?" Qin Yu called out.

"Commander Lu, I... I’m Qiao Mimi’s college classmate, Lian Suke. We met just a few days ago. Don’t you remember me?" Lian Suke hurriedly introduced herself.

Led by a large group, they made a grand procession from the gates of the prefectural office toward the venue of the Martial Arts Tournament.

Whether it was the nine bolts of divine thunder or the thousand-plus Nether Thunder Orbs, Qin Yu left them all with his Thunder Dao Infant.

"Ahem, I don't have money, but if it's a title of nobility you want, I do have one," Ling Zitian continued.

For years, under his oppressive authority, she had done nothing but execute his commands and decisions, never daring to raise an objection.

"Whether it’s gold or a trade of spells, it makes no difference to me." After finishing his sentence in one breath, Li Sandao leaned back against his chair, sipped his tea, and waited patiently for Tushan Rongrong’s reply.

"It seems I’ve won. Young Master Wei, you have no objections, do you?" Huang Meng stared with a smile at Wei Sheng’s somewhat unsightly expression.

Upon arriving at her destination, she bought dessert and fried chicken at a roadside shop. She rang the doorbell, but after waiting a long time with no response, she was just about to leave when the door finally opened.

Seeing this, Naruto and the others breathed a sigh of relief, but Ukyo curled his lip in disdain, for he had practiced the exact same footwork himself.

However, if Lin Ziran were to participate in the counter-offensive against the Guang'an people and suffer heavy losses, then the Jian family’s opportunity would arrive.

Yun You had originally specialized in close-quarters combat, but due to certain events, he suddenly found himself needing to use weapons, which explained why his choice of arms was so peculiar.

Wave after wave, he had lost count of how many groups of sore losers he had fended off who tried to snatch back their money.

Furthermore, in these battles—especially in the Central Luozhou theater—the Daheng Unified Army made frequent and large-scale use of cavalry. They were willing to pay the price of certain losses, regardless of the cost.

Suddenly, once they reached the uninhabited wilderness, that Old Wang San plunged into the river and did not surface for a long time.

Shen Lanyi did not want to go home. She didn't know if Lu Chenyu was still there, so she simply called Lin Weiwei.

Many of those surrounding them chimed in, and a group of burly men dressed as guards stood nearby, all wearing lewd grins.

With so many eyes fixed on him, combined with the silver needles covering his body, he felt deeply uncomfortable.

The onlookers saw Xu Yang’s display of skill, their faces lighting up with surprise as they couldn't help but cheer and applaud.

He took out the Golden Dragon Sword and practiced once. As he had said, the Myriad Phenomena Sword Array was simple—only a Profound-grade peak technique—but its power was extraordinary. He remembered it after one viewing and then passed on the flow of the cultivation technique to them.

In an instant, Xu Yang’s mind steadied, and a strange glint flickered in his eyes.

The unfashionable knit dress she wore could not conceal her graceful figure. Her skin was very fair, and she wore no makeup, yet her features were exquisitely refined. Her long eyelashes, in particular, framed a pair of alluring peach-blossom eyes that seemed to sparkle with every blink.

After all, Jonathan had a standard foreign appearance, yet he spoke the Xiangcheng dialect even better than the locals.

Only then did the ecstatic couple snap back to reality. Liu Yu hurriedly pulled his hand out from under his beautiful wife’s skirt.

"I don't care who you are! Let me tell you, I will never acknowledge you! Never, not ever!" Chu Mei summoned her remaining strength and shouted at the top of her lungs.

As for the Zhou family, Bei Xiangzhi still felt a sense of gratitude. Over the past five years, although the relationship between the two families had deteriorated, the Zhou family had never made things difficult for them in business.

Qin Hao was taken aback, but then he relaxed. The person before him was Ye Linghua; even if she had stayed on the mountain for over twenty years without leaving, it would be simple for her to be fully informed about the outside world. It was no surprise she knew about him.

But Luo Mengyao couldn't hear a word of it. So what if they were married? So what if the whole city knew? What she couldn't have, she wouldn't let anyone else have either.

It was just that everything had changed now. Once Yan Ruoyi appeared, Qin Shaoyu’s heart had completely shifted; he could annul his engagement at any time.

"He is even shyer than I am," Chu Mei said with a flushed face. Just then, Officer Deng brought over tea and snacks. He had intended to sit down and listen to Chu Mei’s story, but was waved away by Zhao Mei. How could Chu Mei possibly feel at ease telling her story with a grown man looming over them?