Volume One, Chapter 63: Bringing a Man Home in the Future

Yan Qiuning awkwardly dug her toes into the ground, embarrassed by the coincidence of her return. She held her brother’s clothes in her arms, visibly guilty.

“Um… well, I just thought men’s pajamas might be more comfortable to wear!”

“Yes, that’s right, I just wanted to wear men’s clothes!”

“Anyway, this set of clothes hasn’t been worn by my brother, so let me have them!”

“Magistrate Zhao, please don’t send anyone to follow us again, or else I can’t guarantee this girl will return to Shicheng County unscathed.” Tu Mo pointed at Sun Ling’er as he spoke to Zhao Yunze.

Ye Tian’s rise to the realm of Dominator in such a short time was astonishing; his increase in strength was exceedingly rapid—something they could never have imagined before.

A hundred thousand copies worldwide was a mere drop in the ocean. Even in North America alone, there weren’t enough to meet demand.

Therefore, to unleash the Divine Power of the Primordial Palace, one needed to absorb vast amounts of the Five Elements’ energy—the purer and stronger, the better.

After a full hour, there was finally a reaction. The resonant chanting that echoed through heaven and earth suddenly faded, as if breaking through some barrier, ascending to the skies, soaring to the highest heavens, vanishing into the vast firmament.

“Not at all, not at all! I truly forgot. Let me make amends, yes, make amends.” Although he said this, his smile was undiminished, not at all like someone who had forgotten. He took a glass of red wine from a nearby waiter, waved it at Zhao Hao, then Han Dong laughed and drank it all in one gulp.

When Princess Jiujiang departed, her steps were somewhat awkward. Li Shimin noticed, but didn’t think much of it, assuming Princess Jiujiang had injured her leg when the carriage struck a tree.

“What is this?” In the Beverly Hills mansion atop Hollywood Hill, Toriya looked at the blue staff in Zhao Hao’s hand, her face filled with astonishment.

However, maternal energy carried unique traits. Though rare, those who possessed it were destined for greatness, their futures limitless, favored by powerful sects or empires.

Mo Yang cupped his fists in salute and finally entered the Hall of Magical Artifacts. There weren’t many disciples inside, and his destination lay within the inner hall.

A black hole radiating terrifying power formed in the sky, drawing everything around it into its depths.

At the same time, Ouyang Gandang moved toward Yimeng, his words nearly identical to those of Ximen Suiyue.

But just a few days later, when Yu Yan returned from the deep sea with Abrams, he found a familiar golden figure had appeared on the island.

If not for the breakthrough of his main body, and further progress, Jun Wuling admitted that facing these mist beasts, he could only flee in panic! One can only wonder how Xiaoyue and Lichen managed to escape from these beast’s claws—what a stroke of luck!

Zhao Xu saw the serious look in Jiang Wanli’s eyes—no trace of jest, as if he truly believed Zhao would one day rule the world. Zhao had never imagined the Sage would trust him so deeply, and was overwhelmed, unable to utter a word.

Shi Lie’s expression was grave, his pupils swirling like vortices. Powerful soul energy surged from his body, and the metal stored within him burst forth, forming a massive semicircular wall in midair.

“Do you know who she is?” With a tentative thought, Luo Zhaoyuan sent a query to his inner consciousness.

Lu Xiufu said, “Soon the Mongols will surely send assassins to infiltrate our army. At that time, I ask you to intervene.”

“Die!” Bab Blackflame’s right hand had transformed completely into a giant lion’s paw, bringing it down upon the Battle Lizard King.

Hatsune Miku’s voice temporarily eased Ye Zixin’s anxiety, though the background noise on her end was rather chaotic, causing Ye Zixin to worry for her.