Volume One, Chapter 68: Perhaps You Will Come to Love Harbor City

Lu Liuying watched helplessly as the other could so easily meet the person she most longed to see.

Gu Yu remained as silent as ever, whether unwilling to answer or simply finding it unnecessary.

“Hmph, you? If you pass the inner sect assessment, I’ll give you this year’s family-subsidized Spirit Grass,” Chu Zhen sneered at Chu Feng.

She had no wish to marry so soon, but as she thought about it, a certain figure flashed through her mind—the alluring features, the waist and muscles that felt so good to the touch; her cheeks flushed involuntarily.

Banner frowned. He wanted to connect this place to the technological world’s network, but that was beyond his ability. Still, he felt that connecting to the outside world would greatly enrich the lives of the residents here.

Yan Lichen had already eaten earlier, so neither he nor his companion worried that the food was unsafe; they relaxed and tasted it without concern.

Zuo An had some business to attend to. He sat on the sofa with his laptop, focused on his work. Xu Weilai, having nothing to do, asked if he needed help. When Zuo An declined, Xu left him undisturbed.

They followed the recommended tourist routes in an orderly manner, and spent the rest of their time quietly together. As for Chang Huan’s situation, neither of them mentioned it to Zhang Lei, and Zhang Lei remained unaware; each enjoyed their own activities, bringing a rare sense of peace.

Knowing his temperament well, Xing Lie didn’t mind. He sighed, bent down, and began tidying the empty cans from the coffee table.

Gu Yu left the rest unsaid. He took another gulp of liquor, hiding all his true emotions, allowing himself only a fleeting moment of indulgence.

Once compared to a living person, dreams reveal their emptiness; Hu Guiyang couldn’t even describe what made the valley immortal in his dream so special.

Zhang Qiang patted the frantically barking Zhuangzhuang, subconsciously swallowing and wiping the cold sweat from his brow.

Every time Lin Cengran used his power, he aged a little. He had once squandered his abilities recklessly, but now he had become stingy, refusing to use them lightly.

That jade ring was the very one King Yun had bestowed upon Ashina Yan, who later passed it to Gu Shuiyue, claiming he had no use for it.

In any case, what must come will come. Beiling Feng no longer tried to escape. He deliberately removed his hat and sunglasses, staring openly at Shu Jiaojiao.

“How…” Hu Guiyang’s question was cut off as his brothers pushed him forward; Yuan Mao had no chance to catch up.

Though the creatures lost much of their fighting power once ashore, against the completely defeated Blue-Toothed Horses, they still held the advantage.

Across the way, Hua Yunliang gazed at Ye Feifei with burning eyes, unmoving, as if spellbound, as if fearing that with a single blink, Ye Feifei would disappear before him.

“Yes, yes, we’ll go back right away,” Fang Bin and Yu Yun said fearfully, turning to leave.

Yi Feng’s celestial eye could see the medicine working within Tang Wan, repairing her congenital heart defect.

“This chubby child is absolutely right—violet jade always has cotton inside. I think this stone is questionable,” someone among the crowd agreed with the fat boy’s opinion.

Chang Dedao had not a trace of pity for her beauty; his jade axe fell once more. He understood now—Ling Yuxian’s stubbornness meant that to conquer her, he must first destroy her cultivation.

Since there was still some time before the trial began, and the real drama had yet to unfold, Chen Feng decided to continue his training.