Volume 1, Chapter 24: Why Did You Harm Miss Yan'er?

Wanxia froze, doubting she had heard correctly. According to her expectations, the young lady should have helped her up by now and spoken words of forgiveness. Why was things unfolding so differently from what she had imagined?

This was the opportunity Wanxia had fought for; how could she leave? As long as she begged bitterly, the young lady would surely soften her heart and allow her to return.

"Young Lady, even if you punish me, I will not leave. With no one left to serve you, how could I abandon you?"

As she spoke, Wanxia moved forward again, kneeling at Qin Wan’s feet and gently tugging at the hem of her trousers.

Qin Wan smiled. "How could she abandon me?" When she was at Leishan Temple, everyone had...

The sun was now high in the sky, casting a slight heat. The three attendants in front stopped before a three-story building. I looked up at the third floor and saw a tall, middle-aged man in a white brocade jacket cupping his hands in a distant salute. His wrists were adorned with strings of beeswax and agate antiques.

At this point, Grandma Tianzai’s charming eyes curved, filled with allure, and her next words shocked everyone present.

"I must go. Otherwise, Wei Jie feels he cannot answer to Mengmeng!" Wei Jie said firmly.

She, however, was different. After filling others with terror and despair, she seemed to sublimate them, stripping away their seven emotions and six desires, turning them into a peculiar entity whose gender was no longer certain.

Xiang Yu’s hair stood on end. Once that surging energy entered his body, it uncontrollably scattered through his limbs and bones. Wherever it passed, his meridians twisted, and the excruciating pain swept through his entire body.

Seeing this scene, the expressions of Chu Kuangren and the other two turned spectacular; they widened their eyes and gaped, looking as if they had just been forced to swallow excrement.

Consequently, many students began taking photos and recording videos for forums, Weibo, and social media circles. Before the recent buzz could fade, Xiang Yu was once again firmly seated as the number one trending figure at the academy.

"As you just said, Wang Gong was quite urgent in his search for me, which means Wang Gong is easier to negotiate with and more flexible in his stance. Let’s go to Sima Daozi first to hear what he has to say, then go to Wang Gong!" Wei Jie explained.

"Wei Jie hasn't finished speaking yet; it is very impolite of you to interrupt like that!" Wei Jie continued.

Dawn broke. Bai Mu stretched, then looked outside. Sure enough, the sun had risen. He patted his head, thinking, "I’ve truly become lazy."

Zhongli Mei, ultimately unable to set his mind at ease, followed anxiously on horseback, intending to act according to the situation once they reached the drill grounds.

Li Chengqian spoke without restraint, sitting generously on the dragon throne, enjoying the comfort of the moment to the fullest.

The cinematography, color palette, and the protagonist’s attire in the film were all beautiful, possessing a gentle, vintage aesthetic.

To be honest, Yang Simu had never expected Qi Jingchun to gift him this "Jing" (Serenity) seal.

A moment later, a carriage stopped outside the Ruan residence. Xie Yuchun, still dressed in his court robes, stepped down. Only he knew the anxiety filling his heart.

To others, Tie Wuhen breaking through a forty-year bottleneck to ascend to the third-rank supernatural realm was a tremendous stroke of fortune.

It was well known at the Sword Qi Great Wall that the Hidden Official had the "best temper and never hit anyone."

Seeing this, the various experts of the True Profound Realm ignored their own injuries and began scrambling for the shattered petals. A trace of helplessness flashed in the eyes of the Demon Dragon; it opened its mouth and inhaled, swallowing the precious medicinal herbs that hadn't yet flown far, then crashed into the river with a boom and vanished.

At the judges' table, one gentleman applauded with particular enthusiasm. He was Su Nan's father, Su Nan-sheng. As a leader in the industry, he had been invited to serve as a judge for this competition. Seeing such a perfect ending, he was very happy for Chen Yunxi. He planned to invite Chen Yunxi to dinner privately to reward her properly.

"The one who shot down those nine suns was not Hou Yi, but the God Clan's Star Sovereign of Music, Yi Hou. At that time, she invoked the greatest treasure of the Immortal Realm—the Immortal Bow Zither. Combining the strength of eleven Star Sovereigns, she drew the bow on the Milky Way and shot down the nine suns. Following that, the generals of the God Clan worked together to capture the Mao-Ri Star Sovereign."

Coming from [Rock Town] in the Beast County, they had finally arrived at [Spring Creek Town] after a long journey, only to encounter bandits on the road, losing their identity tags and merchant licenses.

"This? This?" Hua Qingyu’s pretty face turned pale. She turned to see the missing tail and her expression changed drastically. With a muffled groan, she fainted to the ground.

When Song Yue said "Ah," Li Ziyue’s hand paused; Song Yue’s tone dragged on, only to start again when Li Ziyue resumed applying the medicine.

One must know that not long ago, they were all mocking the fact that there was a prince in the Tianyang City prefecture who couldn't establish his own estate even after turning fifteen.

Ye Feng was slightly angry. This person had blocked his path twice and spoken rudely both times, making him want to teach him a lesson.

The Buddha Emperor watched silently, quite concerned about the phenomena caused by the Stone Spirit, feeling an indescribable oppression in his heart.

In this place, there were barely any monks, yet Bai Hui could hear the sound of monks tapping wooden fish in her ears.

Unconvinced, Long Zeting kissed Tian Tian once more before slipping out of the room. Behind him, naturally, came Tian Tian’s playful scolding.

Chen Tian paused and looked behind him, only to find the newcomer was an extremely handsome young man. However, the youth had an eerie aura; dressed in black, he felt all the more bizarre.

Over ninety percent of people scoffed at what they said. How could it be easy to attack an organization of Prayer Masters? However, the fact that the contact number couldn't be reached was indeed strange. Those who received the notification said they would go and check, and if there was any trouble, they would call back.

It was he—the cells he was currently recovering always carried the potential to 'petrify' once again.

When he arrived before the crowd, he spread his right palm. A seven-colored, constantly shifting jade floated above his palm, flowing with a mysterious and profound aura of the Dao.

However, they failed to notice that by the time the parachute reached mid-air, there was no one left on it besides the seat.

As his immortal essence was continuously replenished, Xiao Ling's Golden Immortal body gradually underwent changes. It was just a pity that the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in this Fourth Immortal Prison was too poor. If there were more immortal spiritual energy, it would not have been difficult for Xiao Ling to break through from the Golden Immortal realm to that mysterious, profound state.

Godzilla finally unleashed his trump card. His slightly lifted head thrust forward fiercely, his hideous giant mouth wide open, and a beam of intense light erupted from within. No, this should not be called light; if it were light, people wouldn't have been able to see its trajectory so clearly.

Facing Fan Xiaojie’s childish declaration, Long Zeting just smiled and didn't say much. He turned and left, returning to the room to comfort the slightly upset Tian Tian, before finally getting up to head to work.