Chapter 103: Do Not Leave Today

Xu Yu was no stranger to this man; it was none other than Gu Jingzhou. This private collection room had also been acquired by Gu Jingzhou and gifted to Shen Liangyan. Xu Yu felt a deep sense of frustration; leaving things half-finished was agony, especially since she hadn't been in a relationship for a year and a half, and the sensation of dopamine flooding her system was a distant memory. Aside from the initial pain, she had gradually grown accustomed to it. "Don't be in such a rush, Third Master. I will wash up tonight..."

Madam Zhou Sun did not want to concede, but given the atmosphere in the household, she felt a lingering fear. Those above were not to be trifled with, and those below were equally troublesome. With no other choice, she bit the bullet and accepted the situation, convincing herself that suffering a loss was a blessing in disguise. Her demeanor suggested she had cast her previous verbal gaffes and sharp, biting remarks completely to the back of her mind, leaving not a trace behind. Ge Wan chuckled to herself, thinking her own skin was thick enough, yet she never expected the world to be so full of wonders, harboring such extraordinary individuals whose brazenness was truly breathtaking.

After Yang Lingshuang and Murong Qingcheng exchanged a palm strike and retreated several dozen meters each, he raised his head, staring at Murong Qingcheng with a solemn gaze.

After Deft understood what had happened with the help of a translator, his first reaction was that if he had chosen Maokai, he wouldn't have to worry about this.

Ever since their last meeting, the shadow of this man had become deeply rooted in the Enchanting Third Sister’s heart; even if he were reduced to ashes, she would recognize him at a glance.

Who would have thought that he would encounter mountain bandits more sinister and terrifying than wolves or tigers while simply out gathering herbs?

In her memory, the old man had always been mature and steady, capable of closing multi-billion dollar deals without changing his expression; she had never seen her grandfather look so flustered.

The Sovereign of Heaven and Earth glanced at the Immortal King Taiyi, and seeing that he had yet to make a move, he urged him forward.

Whether it was the energy absorbed from the mulberry tree roots or the exotic fruits the tree bore, both had granted him unimaginable benefits.

"Sorry to bother you, Steward." When Xiuning emerged, she was meticulously dressed, having styled her hair anew and donned the fine clothes she usually kept tucked away for fear of staining them.

Without even seeing Wu Jinglan exert any effort, wherever she passed, the magical beasts were decapitated, leaving behind only headless corpses.

Once they entered the city, the thick atmosphere of commerce hit them, even infecting Lu Xuan, who looked left and right, occasionally stopping to chat with the vendors at their stalls.

As for his true origins, the Buddhists and Taoists told different stories; names are given by people, and events are recounted by people. Everyone tells their own version, and each claims their own logic—it is hardly surprising.

"Utterly worthless!" Paul sneered coldly. With a flick of his short blade, he carved a deeper wound into the patrolman's neck. Blood gushed out instantly as the vessels were severed, a clean and decisive act.

Meng Fan didn't mind the cat demon causing trouble outside. The Buddha was hosting a banquet, and the guests were not there with good intentions. Since they were enemies, why bother caring? As long as it didn't cost any lives, he couldn't be bothered to intervene.

"The formation's foundation?" Lin Yumeng looked down to examine it closely but found nothing unusual. Even the Poison Snake came over to inspect it, only to find the same result. It seemed that among their group, Xingxing had the deepest mastery of arrays; she was practically a prodigy.

Secondly, legend has it that the Yellow Emperor's second son, Changyi, was banished to the Ruo River for violating heavenly laws, where he sired a son named Han Liu.

"With such excellent medical skills, does Donghai really need to go to the hospital for a check-up?" Chen Jingyang asked in surprise. Having been restored to health by two meals, he now admired Zhang Donghai more than ever.

"Oh no, a patrol squad of the Heavenly Army is coming. We're in trouble now." Sister Lian was about to say something when she suddenly saw two Heavenly Army soldiers walking past the cafe window. They paused noticeably upon seeing Duan Si, then opened the door and stepped inside.

Luo Wusheng desperately wanted to ask Ye Qingjue why he had left without saying a word, leaving her—in her frail state—to face the current situation alone. What choice was she supposed to make?