Volume One, Chapter Twenty-Three: Lu Liuying's Madness

Hearing his voice now only filled her with as much disgust as the joy it once brought her. Yan Qiuning turned, her face twisted as though on the verge of retching, unwilling to even glance at that handsome and refined face. "You wanted to see me—what is it this time? Does Li Qingran need another donation from me? Heart, liver, lungs, or eyes?"

Her merciless sarcasm betrayed nothing but aversion toward this favored child of heaven before her. As she lifted her foot to leave, Lu Liuying stepped closer, his gaze fixed intensely on her belly. "Yan Qiuning, you know perfectly well that all of this could end if you’d just admit you were wrong."

"You never used to be so unreasonable. If you think about it, Li Qingran never tried to take anything from you. She is, after all, the true daughter of the Li family, and all those years—"

"What did you say? What did you call that wretch? You’re just as ungrateful as your mother, always set against me. I raised you for over twenty years, and it seems a few days with another man meant more than all I’ve done!"

"You heartless, ungrateful thing! I’ll expose your debauched, shameless side to the entire world. Everyone will know what you really are!" Li Mufeng must have lost his mind. He cursed her without restraint, struggling to crawl over and strangle her.

Yan Qiuning retreated two steps with perfect composure, watching his frenzy with cold indifference. "I’ll see you maimed, begging for death yet unable to die, and let you taste what it’s like to be at another’s mercy."

"You dare! I’ll teach you a lesson, you wretch!" Li Mufeng still thought it was like when they were children.

What happened afterward was already known to Ye Bingyin and the others. The surprise attack on them at Eighteen Mile Slope by Di Yun was certainly orchestrated by the Night Organization, because Di Yun wanted to see his brother.

"Miss An studied under the Daylight Immortal on Qilin Mountain." Without Xiao Ling having to specify, Su Ming answered his question directly.

After a day and night, Lin Jingnan and the other Flying Heaven Sect cultivators had flown over a thousand miles. Looking down from afar, they saw a vast forest stretching beneath them.

"I thought you’d forgotten me. Even if you forgot me, you should at least remember her," Han Yu said with a smile, glancing at Liu Mengting.

After discussing these matters with the Wisdom Mouse, Yao Yi’s organizational structure for the 'Private' territory was nearly perfected.

A Niu was loyal to his brothers without question. If he followed what Big Shrimp had done, how could he, as the eldest, bear to let his brother be lonely and isolated? It was better to ask the Gold Dog Gang to help care for the late predecessor.

"Of course I know about Yue’er’s medical skills. But I’ve never heard of red sage growing on Mount Dairong. No, I must see this for myself," Master Hua said, both skeptical and expectant. After some thought, he made up his mind, which was exactly what Yan Yue hoped for.

"I understand. But what can we do?" Basgar said in a dejected tone. Han Yu’s reasoning was sound, and he understood it all too well—indeed, tonight, death was inevitable.

Fortunately, Su Ming was no fool. By reading the wind, he managed to avoid the old woman’s sudden and unexpected attack, "Threading the Needle," leaping several yards away.

When all the other carriages had revealed their contents, only the last two remained shrouded in mystery. Their half-concealed allure kept everyone in suspense—no one knew what precious treasures might be hidden within those exquisitely designed, uniquely arranged carriages.

Professor Chen had his own office, and outside it was a special lock. Just who was he, really?

He then removed the Shadow Cloak; without it, he couldn’t have eavesdropped on their conversation so easily.

After listening to the system’s two options, Nan Xi'an couldn’t help rolling her eyes twice more, her anger barely in check.

"I’ve heard that His Majesty decreed the best medicinal herbs be reserved for Doctor Ye. Is that true?" Consort Li asked directly.

Of course, Luo Jianxin had no idea. This was something the master had stayed up all night to produce, and to make it comprehensible for him, the master had done everything possible.

Since fleeing the palace yesterday, Dai Qiu had felt keenly that the lady was utterly lost, barely able to hold herself together.

With a painful effort, Su Tian withdrew his spiritual sense domain, his eyes suddenly shining. He pulled forth threads of law, weaving a net of principles before him.

Chao Tong’s words shocked everyone present. She was Jia Huixin’s personal maid, yet she could attest to Jia’s true-hearted feelings for Xue Changji, leaving everyone red-faced with embarrassment.

Thunderous explosions rang out from the point where the two moves collided, reverberating throughout the Celestial Refining Heaven. Even the primordial spirits watching from Purple Heaven heard that world-shaking crash, as if two worlds had collided.

The next day, news of the entire group at the Hall of Supreme Goodness dying from poisoning spread through the capital, along with the results of the Dali Temple investigation.

Originally, Su Tingyan hadn’t wanted to bring these things up, but if she didn’t, and Gu Zhenzhen made up with them out of kindness, Su Tingyan could never bear it.

Following the other party’s IP address, they quickly pinpointed the source—just as Lin Nanxian suspected, it was Ning Wanyu spreading those false rumors.

After seeing off the delivery men, Jiang Chengyan was about to close the door when he noticed seven or eight nosy heads peeking in.

But the power was overwhelming; she’d never been able to discern Di Yuxiu’s strength, and Second Senior Brother had never told her.

"What’s wrong?" Yin Han, sensing Bai Juanjuan’s gaze, glanced out the door and asked casually.

At last, Su Tingyan departed gracefully, leaving the child with a mournful expression, staring at his parents.

When he’d finished all this, regret already gnawed at him. His facial muscles stiffened awkwardly, his gaze evasive as he avoided Liang Yiyi’s eyes. Yet he didn’t know that, to Liang Yiyi, his expression seemed cold, as if Ji Mingxuan were deliberately making things difficult for her.

With that, Gu Yunxin left the room with her maid, heading toward West Xin Court.

The quiet days slipped by one after another, until one day a group of more than ten men in black arrived at the village entrance, cold and menacing as they strode toward the heart of the settlement.

It was almost laughable—Dai Li, once praised by Chiang Kai-shek as a model soldier, was found in his home to possess a thousand taels of gold, one hundred thousand US dollars, countless antiques, jewels, calligraphy, and dozens of mansions and villas.

I heard her voice but didn’t reply, merely snapped my whip and sped past her carriage.

"That’s not what I asked," Jielan said decisively. "Before you met Chengfeng, had we already known each other?"

Now, even if you hacked at him for a whole day, it wouldn’t kill him. Not even a rocket launcher would work—to kill him, you’d need at least a missile.

"Then why have we come here?" Jielan was vexed. She’d meant to rescue Chengfeng, so why had they ended up here instead, missing her opportunity?

I turned to look and saw the iron cavalry of Qi charging back and forth through the Zhou encampment. If not for the three thousand Imperial Guards standing ready by the main tent, the camp would have fallen long ago.

Time slipped by, months and years passing in a flash. In the blink of an eye, another two months had gone by, making it two full years since Lei Hu’s departure.

His words were not entirely understood by the eastern barbarians, but they recognized the word "god." Once more, they knelt and cried out, "God! God!"

All tasks were to be suspended—even if the Emperor of Gaoyang were to offer his son a province to claim as a reward, he must not go. Finding Princess Ji Hongyue was the most urgent matter.

Hawkstrike Sky Academy stood at the highest, central peak—Heavenly Eagle Summit—like the moon among stars. Standing atop it, one truly felt as though they had ascended to the pinnacle of the world.