Volume One, Chapter 116: Seeing Through Jiang Yao’s True Nature

Shen Xingchen’s delicate and refined features tightened slightly, revealing a determined glint in his eyes.
“Let’s fight.”
Shen Chaowu, bored, lowered her head and began to play with strands of her hair. Her fingers were elegant—long and fair—and as she twirled the hair, it was as if she were posing for a fashion shoot.
She was truly favored by the heavens.
Not only did she possess top-tier beauty, but she also came from a proud and distinguished family.
“Second brother, it’s time to tell the truth. How exactly did you offend the Scarlet Mist Fairy?” As soon as they entered the cave, the old demon of Yin Mountain eagerly asked.
“He’s just one person, and there are so many of us. Are we really afraid of him? Maybe he ran into a dying ancient ‘Demonic Corpse’,” one scoffed disdainfully.
He glanced in this direction, catching sight of Gu Nian’s back. His gaze darkened with a complex intensity before he withdrew it and silently walked away.
They arrived at the branch office of the Church. Brin went forward to explain, and the guards readily let them in. After all, Brin was an official of a principality, and the guards still held a certain reverence for him.
She took a gentle breath, slowly drawing a slender purple sword from its sheath with her left hand. Fixing her gaze on the massive wolf in front of her, a spark of eagerness began to glow in her eyes.
Though he had the cautionary experience from the Ten Dragons Cold Domain, he simply couldn’t imagine what further threat Lei Jiuxiao could pose.
If not for this covert operation by Yaoye, kept secret even from the royal family, such a bountiful result might never have been achieved.
Jiang Yichen insisted on appealing, but the lawyer informed him that the defendant had waived the appeal and accepted the verdict.
Now, some online trolls, when criticizing Gu Nian, always fixated on her character, never commenting on her talent. But character is something you cannot truly know without experience; people can say anything about it.
When the softness of her rounded hips exceeded what she could endure, Duan Guiqing knew she was about to lose control.
Lin Yi took a couple of steps forward. Su Jie silently stepped aside. He wanted to pull her into his arms possessively, but in the end, he held back—Su Jie was different, special.
“That’s natural. But this kind of venomous insect requires the blood of an emperor. I used to be worried, but now, if the emperor is willing to lend a drop of blood, five days later, the Gu King will be born,” the village girl smiled enchantingly.
The very thought sent cold sweat trickling down Su Jie’s back. She took a deep breath to steady herself, constantly reassuring her own mind.
Yan Qinqing’s mind was now filled with chaotic thoughts—endless questions like: Who exactly was he? Why had he found this place?
In her view, random missions were a matter of luck; conventional missions were the real way to earn points.
Food lovers have their own magic, and of course, no one truly understood the mysteries of the divine beast’s appetite. Nian Hao lifted his front leg as pieces of beef flew over one after another, disappearing into the storage space beneath his belly, the aroma vanishing completely.
This series tells multiple independent stories set against a backdrop of modern technology, illustrating how contemporary science exploits, reconstructs, and destroys human nature.
Cuiwei bent down and reached out to pull Ning Jin. This scene made those who had been surrounding Ning Jin widen their eyes in shock, but what followed chilled them to the bone.
After dinner and a bath, Yan Qinqing no longer chatted with Mo Heli. Saying she had homework, she went into her room.
When I flew to the top of the waterfall, I saw a black fish leap into the air, gliding through the sky like a swordfish. The sight was astonishing. Suddenly, a bird darted out from the side, snapped up the black fish, and flew away.
Walking through the bustling streets filled with a ceaseless flow of traffic and noise—calls, shouts, and street vendors—she marveled at the city’s vibrant prosperity.