Volume One, Chapter 28: She Suddenly Began to Lactate

Yan Qiuning blinked twice, her long lashes curled and thick. Her movements were somewhat stiff and unnatural, the ingrained habit of acting coquettish leaving her at a loss for what to do. In the past, she had loved to act playfully with her elders and with Shanglu and the others—a gesture of intimacy she made almost without a second thought. But after their relationships fractured, it had been a long time since she had indulged herself so recklessly.

Yet, when she was by Qin Zhan's side, she would unconsciously revert to that carefree girl she once was, making such displays seem as natural as breathing.

“I don’t want to drift through life anymore, living aimlessly like a fragile flower raised in a greenhouse. I want to help my brother, to help my mother finish…”

“In that case, I don’t need to worry as much,” she thought. After all, that family would never amount to anything. This time, she stood firmly with her brother, and no matter what devious schemes others tried, it would all be in vain. Her brother would not be swayed by a false sister.

A hearty laugh rang out, “This is the future daughter-in-law of the Wan family!” Wan Song, spirited and clad in armor, led his troops out from the street.

He swept his gaze over the audience once more. Fujii Itsuki stopped glancing about and stared at the stage, a little absent-minded. She felt fairly certain that Nohara Tsuru must have gone to work at the ramen shop.

The Crow God was not ready to give up. Suddenly, he leapt into the air, trailing shadows behind him like a raven in flight.

Complex emotions mingled with joy in Wei Mingjie’s heart as he handed the reins to a servant and obediently followed Wei Junfu into the carriage.

That person’s influence in the gaming world was now nearly on par with top-tier game developers.

Under Kozaki Tokonatsu’s intense gaze, Li Luduo became flustered. She realized that her previous words might have held a hidden meaning, and for a moment she couldn’t tell if the blush on her cheeks was from illness or from what she had just said.

Su Nanche accepted Prince Yun’s defense map of the Western Rong. The look he gave Xiao Zishan was infinitely complicated: there was pain, guilt, tenderness, and a trace of surprise.

But what was infuriating was that even now, Wei Jiaojiao refused to admit her mistakes, always shirking responsibility, hopeless beyond saving.

The reason was simple. Although Kozaki Tokonatsu desperately wanted money to improve her family’s lot, accepting those shares would tie her to Naughty Dog forever.

“Parker’s spirit-linking technique hasn’t been undone yet, so he’s probably still with Senior Roku and the others. There shouldn’t be much of a problem,” Kakashi thought to himself.

Hiding outside the cave, Zhang Yifan couldn’t help but laugh and cry at the chaos within. The place was a mess! The forces of Tianluo and Yiying were going at each other full force, neither willing to back down, while the hundreds of fire giants had become mere spectators, leaving Zhang Yifan at a loss for words.

Eunice took a long shot from outside the box, Yang Dazhi blocked it, Captain Li Wei cleared the ball, and Munir headed it back into the Chinese team’s penalty area.

Falling Leaves was impressive, but not as formidable as Zhang Yifan, so naturally he lost more than he won in the ladder matches, and gained little experience in return.

Lu Daoling and Dugu Huang, upon hearing this, more or less understood the Cangyun Sect’s intentions. If this had been before, when Chen Feng’s arms were intact, such overtures from Cangyun would be understandable. But now that Chen Feng was little better than a cripple, their enthusiasm seemed rather suspicious.

As the saying goes, modesty is the passport of the true master, while ostentation is the epitaph of the pretender. Although he was a man, Qi Feng smiled kindly—after all, who knew if he might have a beautiful sister or two?

The Desolate Realm resembled the mortal world of ancient times. For Nightingale, it was as if an ancient soul had traveled to the modern era—everything was unfamiliar, and she was filled with curiosity about it all.

Young or old, whether people of the martial world or ordinary folk, many admired Chen Feng as an idol. They were willing to patronize the Laifu Tavern, and even just visiting was considered a great honor.

“Let’s see how they react after taking Xiong Ge Pills. If the results are significant, we’ll immediately build a factory, set up a mechanized production line, and mass-produce,” Jiang Fan said.

Judging by his manner, the young prince seemed to know something about this Shadowed Mountain. Could it be that he was aware of the fire-breathing dragon’s secrets?

Originally, Di Renjie thought he would finally be able to rest upon returning to the capital, but only a few days had passed before the Empress ordered him to serve as the pacification envoy to the Western Turks, accompanying Pei Xingjian to quell the rebellion.

To be frank, when Rainfall heard the news of the vampires’ selfless sacrifice, he found it rather unbelievable.

Someone who had just told you stories with a gentle smile could suddenly turn into a raving madman at the slightest provocation.

Watching Li Shen sprint away, shaking his head, he muttered: “This kid is far too unruly. Even someone as honest as me gets tricked by him. He’s so impatient—I hadn’t even scolded him yet, and he’d already run off, leaving me behind…” He walked away, hands clasped behind his back, head swaying.

Though everyone heard the laughter, no one found it odd, for they all knew whose voice it was.

The old-timers’ team, well-prepared, assembled at the first hint of notification, only to be left dumbfounded by the shameless quest from the Land of the Gods.

Zhao Gao’s wounds ran far deeper than Mai Linglong’s. He did not bear the same bloody aura, but the damage to his soul was far more severe.

At last, another round of battle cries echoed along the mountain path as Tang Zhongbao led the New Army’s infantry and archers to the front.

The teachers, seeing the fire spreading outward, shouted that even the corridor was unsafe. The students, terrified, fled further outside, her boyfriend running after her.

He needed to refine his Hundred Forms technique once again. Now that he had reached the Transforming Phase, the technique needed to be reforged to improve its grade. Fortunately, he still had plenty of spirit stones in his spatial ring—over a thousand of heavenly grade alone, more than sufficient.

The child’s voice was so loud that even with everyone covering their ears, it was still perfectly audible.

“Damn, holding so much cash, yet not sparing a bit to help us out of our misery and crushing debt. She’s still living large, throwing money around as if she has it to burn.”