Volume One, Chapter 21: Has Lu Yunduan Gotten Married?

The response from Liu Fengshuang took both Lu Yunduan and Li Di by surprise; they had not expected her to agree so readily.

Li Di spoke slowly, "Shuang’er, this—"

“Father, please don’t say any more. I already know. Besides, marrying him is far better than marrying that spoiled playboy from the capital,” Liu Fengshuang replied, as if transformed. Lu Yunduan found her suddenly unfamiliar; where had the shy Liu Fengshuang just moments ago gone? Yet, this new Liu Fengshuang seemed even more captivating.

Lu Yunduan found himself somewhat entranced, but after a brief moment, he forced himself to remember his true purpose here: not to indulge in romantic affairs, but to win over the Prince of Yan.

Still, this notion was nothing but a fantasy. Given the current stance of Cangming City, unless they could unite all the powers, it would be impossible to drive Xiaoyue Valley into despair.

Ordinary attacks clearly could not break this formation. Lang Hongxiang had no intention of lingering here to test it out. Instantly, he summoned the Cangya Blade on his left hand, and a powerful aura filled the entire valley.

No wonder my cousin said she was going back to chat with classmates and strengthen friendships—it must have been too exhausting, so she used that as an excuse to rest in the dorm.

Leaping up, he plucked two fruits—one green and one red—thinking the red one was surely ripe. After rubbing it in his hand a few times, he bit into it.

“Let’s begin!” Qiuhong was furious beyond words. How could these gossipmongers be so obsessed with meddlesome talk? But eventually, Qiuhong came to accept it: the righteous have nothing to fear, and as long as he lived honorably, no matter what they said, it would not matter.

His steps slowed, yet the distance between the two grew ever closer. Outside, snow still fell, the fierce wind howled unabated, and the oil lamp flickered ceaselessly.

“Haha! Excellent! Wonderful! After killing and violating, still so indifferent. Truly, Li Ren, I admire you greatly!” Li Ren’s heart seethed with hatred, but his voice remained calm.

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Chen Xinghai and Lin Shihan, catching sight of Tang Rou mysteriously pulling Lu Jia out of the living room, followed out of curiosity to the door, their eyes unblinking as they watched the two girls’ secretive dealings.

This time, she planned to stay half a year, still having some savings. If she ran short, her boyfriend would send her money. During the New Year, he would come to meet her parents, though she was unsure if her father and he would have the fate to meet.

Yao Muchen gazed from the churning black furnace’s great fissure toward the towering volcano piercing the clouds in the distance. Flames at its core radiated sheets of golden light, faintly revealing a resplendent golden palace suspended within the fiery mountain.

“Teacher Wang Ping’s intuition has always been accurate!” Guo Jun, the leader, said lightly, cutting off Ning Xianlan’s attempt to ask further questions.

Chen Yifan looked outside and saw more soldiers had been posted beyond the hall. He knew the general still distrusted the Prince of Jin and had deliberately assigned extra guards.

Pushing open the iron gate, strong beams from flashlights flooded inside. The scene within was unexpected: it appeared to be a prison cell of roughly four hundred square meters. But how could such a grand palace have a single solitary prison?

The person stepped on the tree trunk, weaving among the towering trees as if walking on level ground; his balance was extraordinary.

At this thought, Tian Shou’s heart was filled not only with gritted hatred but also profound fear of the formidable power before him.

Inevitably, some useless items were discarded, and he inquired briefly about recent events—especially those concerning the Ice Soul Palace and the current state of the Jade Emperor Dynasty.

Situ Mingkong, seeing her deep in thought, smiled and then shouted loudly toward the tower’s summit, “Heavenly Ghost Emperor!” As the shout ended, smoke swirled, and a figure suddenly appeared before them—it was indeed the Heavenly Ghost Emperor.

It turned out that on that day, Hu Shan returned to Kunlun to inquire about his master’s tone. Though he could explain it convincingly, it made Bai Yezi feel somewhat suspicious.

Chen Yifan was taken aback, unsure how he had offended her. Although she wasn’t truly angry, there had to be some reason—even a flimsy one. He dared not ask and spent the whole afternoon guessing.

Wei Hao called Ji Xuanfeng and Bai Sheng over to sit beside him, producing some fine wine from his ring. The three brothers drank heartily but lacked any clear direction.

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Now that their enterprise was growing, they could no longer make enemies everywhere. Although he had clashed with Xiao Jinggang before, he still hoped to turn him from foe to friend. There was no need to become adversaries, for Xiao Jing and Xie Yuhuai were essentially different.

Though they had not seen each other these years and had undergone separate experiences, the bond once forged was a good omen to begin anew. No longer lingering on the past, he strode after the plague tribe guide, determined to confront Shusha Tianyou with dignity.

“Anran, I can’t accompany you to the county town,” Sheng Siyuan said, looking at Chu Anran with unwillingness shining in his eyes. Their relationship had only just softened, and he truly did not want to leave.

Behind them lay a path formed from compressed earth talisman strips, flanked by countless supreme order energies invisible to the naked eye, dancing in the air.

After a night of nourishment, Ma Fan’s complexion was rosy and vibrant, his spirit soaring, handsome and heroic in demeanor.

“Your story I do not wish to hear; your deep affection remains in your heart. I beg you, close your eyes. This is not yet our memorial day. At dawn’s dead end, what fear does Shusha Youli have in facing such hardship? Close your eyes, I beg you!” came the voice of Youli.

“True Essence Realm? It seems the young master has indeed restored his cultivation!” Captain Ye Mu thought of restoration but did not notice that Ye Xiao said he had broken through to the True Essence Realm.

Guan Zhihé and Gu Qingqing, dressed as men, so thoroughly disguised that Zhang Junfei’s father failed to recognize them.

Of course, to avoid exposing this stellar skill, he naturally suppressed the light that would otherwise flash when the technique was used.

Ma Fan slowly recounted the events. Upon hearing that his father had been beaten and had now gone out for unknown reasons, Chu Chu wept bitterly.