Volume 1, Chapter 23: She Called You a Monkey from Mount Emei

"What a pity! How did she manage to get away again?" Huang Yichen’s face was instantly filled with regret, looking as if he had suddenly lost something of immense value. What was this about? Nearly everyone present couldn't help but want to ask him what was going on.

Zhang Zian widened his eyes, ignoring the giant lappet moth larvae, and searched carefully to see if there were any other caterpillars around.

Qin Yan and Tang Yan, draped in a bright red bridal veil, were just about to bow in the wedding ceremony, but Qin Yan stopped abruptly.

Kangxi ordered Tuhai to succeed as the Minister of the State Council and recalled the Qing troops from Lanzhou to defend Yan'an. Unexpectedly, as soon as Tuhai’s army reached Guyuan, they were outmaneuvered by Wu Sangui, who split his forces to surround them. The Qing army was utterly routed; of the 120,000 soldiers, fewer than 20,000 remained. Now, the total strength of the Great Qing Dynasty was less than 200,000, a stark disparity compared to the Wu army.

Yes, it was truly over just like that, but Shui Tingyun quietly realized that she had actually committed a colossal blunder. A man like Shui Han—who knew who he might end up with in the future? She wasn't the only competitor; Du Erya was there too. By acting this way, she had, in any case, left a shadow in Shui Han’s heart.

For instance, Consort Ke of Yongshou Palace, the Tonggiya lady of Jingren Palace, and other concubines also sent nourishing tonics to Consort Donggo.

"Haha, no need to wait for 'some day'—you can repay me right now," Zhu Tianxu’s hearty laughter rang out from the doorway.

"Thank you, please excuse me." Yu Yaluo cast a glance at him and hurried away. Once she turned the corner and was sure she was out of their sight, she leaned against the wall and burst into uncontrollable laughter.

Dorgon ordered his men to search every corner of the island for Yuanyuan. Fei'er knew there was only one place they wouldn't search, yet that very spot was where Yuanyuan had last vanished. After consulting with Dorgon, they decided to go there to look.

Why did Su Xiao become so out of control the moment Leng Ye spoke? She wasn't afraid of Leng Ye; she was afraid of the male voice. After enduring a hellish experience far worse than a nightmare, she had subconsciously categorized all men as the source of terror.

The strategist whispered to a guard from the City Lord's Mansion, and the guard departed to carry out the order.

"This... this... actually, keeping a fixed portal like the first time would work! The Underworld King knows the way. As long as you keep the original portal for us, even without a warp gate, we can still return!" Gong Piqing said with a look of confidence.

"Yes, the World Tree might not be guarding the house; it was severely injured here last time, and it might just be recuperating," a doctor in a white coat added.

Even the old Madame Ouyang, who had always protected Ouyang Feilian, said nothing upon seeing the state of the three brothers; instead, she walked toward the courtyard of the second branch of the family.

The elevator door to the third underground level opened, and a figure resembling a robot rushed out.

Only his best buddy, Camus, was as reliable as ever, though Camus played a useless Hunter class and couldn't do much beyond dealing some damage.

If it hadn't been for the anger caused by the incident with Shi Cuihua, Father Shi would never have resorted to poisoning in a fit of rage.

The mountain forest was quiet, with only a gentle breeze and the occasional call of a bird; otherwise, there was silence in the dense woods.

Before long, Lian Qin signaled to Wu Zhe, and then they walked toward a nearby stall selling masks.

Sure enough, as Shui Ling'er had expected, Feng Si was not truly angry; instead, he pulled Shui Ling'er to her feet.

Wang Zhengduan felt it was a pity that the spirit and momentum of his sect hadn't been fully projected. But regarding matters of advancement—especially Sheng He advancing to the Spirit Transformation stage—even if they didn't celebrate it grandly, how could others not know?

Ming Shu walked in with snacks and saw a nurse touching Qin Che, claiming she needed to perform a physical examination.

How could a normal person suddenly disappear from one surveillance camera and appear in another?

The first snow of the year came particularly early. Qingchen gazed at the snowflakes drifting past the window, her thoughts drifting far away.

Xuan Shaozhan leaned back on his hands, watching him walk away leisurely. He lit a fire with dried seaweed and then, familiar with the routine, jumped into the water.

"I can handle it; don't worry." Qiao Ying rejected Tang Yuxi’s help. Tang Yuxi meant well, but this was, after all, a matter between her and the Ye Kai family; having Tang Yuxi there would only make things more difficult.

"Spare me, please spare me." Xia Zhi hurriedly turned her face away and looked toward the blackboard.

Listening to Jun Yinuo’s instructions, Gu Bainan memorized them carefully. She didn't say anything more, and he didn't ask any further questions, proceeding at a steady pace until they reached the palace gates.

Bai Li’s first words to her were to demand Wuya, which caught Gu Bainan by surprise. Although Mu Qingge’s purpose earlier had been clear—that she must go to Beiliang—she had also mentioned Wuya, and it felt unlikely to be a mere coincidence.

No matter how she pushed, I wouldn't budge. Hearing her words, I just wanted to roll my eyes. I didn't care about her notions of politeness; Qieqie’s safety came first.

A faint sense of appreciation lingered in his tone, an acknowledgment of my efforts and a relief that the rivers and mountains would soon be reclaimed. I suddenly relaxed, and a wave of exhaustion washed over me. Before I could even think to resist, everything went black, and I knew nothing of what followed.

She was knocked to the ground by my tail, rolling a few times on the soft grass. Some blades of grass stuck to her dark, cloud-like hair, making her look a bit disheveled. She pouted unhappily, just like an ordinary young girl.

"Young Master, I'm not entirely sure either!" Lulu flew to Feiya and said pitifully.

I looked over; it was marked with many red sand points representing strongholds. Through years of eavesdropping on accounts and practical combat experience, I had analyzed much, but there was still a great deal I didn't fully understand.

Thirdly, while this technique sounded miraculous, its lethality was not obvious. Moreover, the caster could not be distracted by other attacks while using illusions, leading practical-minded people or battle fanatics to call it a "flowery display." With so much mental power, why not just turn it into a blade and slash directly into the opponent's consciousness?