Volume 1, Chapter 35: Why Aren't You Asleep?

“Crack, bang, bang, bang!” After a few blows, Liu Yihu, his face swollen and dark as a tiger’s, staggered and collapsed to the ground, foaming at the mouth! His features were so severely distorted that even his own mother, seeing him now, would hardly recognize that pig-like face as her son.

Su Yu was puzzled, but no matter how he sensed, the faint ripples of spiritual energy around them showed no sign of dissipating.

Hiding in the shadows, he felt troubled. There was only one path out, heavily guarded and checked. What made matters worse was that no one failed to recognize his face—if he dared say, it was too handsome, leaving a vivid impression.

“Don’t worry, I’m not competing with you for Ye Feng! I just want to take good care of the children in the orphanage and have no interest in vying for Ye Feng. So you don’t need to speak ill of him to me!” Wu Sisi said directly to Li Fei.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, several monsters suddenly appeared around them.

The first floor was a hall—not luxurious, but practical. The wood used was likely cut from the surrounding forest, rough but durable.

“Stay alert.” Tsunade’s expression grew even more serious instead of relaxing.

Eighteen years ago, a once-in-a-century snow disaster struck the Western Gorge Kingdom. Snow fell like goose feathers for half a month; crops froze and died, houses collapsed under the weight of snow, and the people were starving, homeless, with countless casualties.

The soldiers brought another military dispatch: the emperor’s reinforcements had arrived—one hundred thousand troops! Xie Xinglan and General Hua had already met with the reinforcements and were now organizing a counterattack.

“Break camp and scout Chaha’er.” Ji Erhalang no longer wished to play hide-and-seek with Man Gui at the Great Wall, immediately changing tactics to feign an attack on the Chaha’er tribe to lure Man Gui out to rescue them.

Jifan really wanted to retreat and hide again, but it was too late. As soon as he came down, the others surrounded him tightly.

“I… surrender. Please stop hitting me, okay? Brother Xiao Xiao, I admit defeat. I’ll immediately send someone to bring you the embryo of the ten-thousand-year soul beast. Just please don’t hit me anymore.” Xu Jiawei truly gave in.

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“Professor Chen, Professor Hao, we’ve finally arrived. This is the ancient city of Jingjue,” Hu Bayi told the others.

“How about this: the fat guy is good at swimming, so just follow him. He can take care of your father-in-law,” Lin Feng suggested.

Yu Yuan’er had just awakened; her bodily functions hadn’t fully recovered yet. She needed careful rest to ensure safety.

A faint spiritual power gradually converged from all directions into the cave and flowed into their bodies. As they refined it, a sudden wave of drowsiness assaulted their minds.

Zhang Guoli took the pill and immediately embraced Chen Hongli, then planted a fierce kiss on his cheek.

Dizzy and nauseous, although she noticed Xia Feng and Manager Wang looking at her in surprise, all she wanted was to lie down and sleep, nothing else.

“It’s okay. Look at me; we’ll always be together.” Saying this, she kissed Sasha’s forehead.

The first impression upon meeting a person is crucial. Everyone’s first impression of Tang Ning was that she was elegant, clean, and refreshing. Then, hearing her speak gave a second impression: calm, poised, and articulate.

“You scoundrel! How could you keep such a huge matter so tightly hidden?” Meng Xiangyang punched Ding Changlin as soon as he approached.

“Sigh, you young people still have your drive. It’s only been a few days since we parted, and you want to live? If I don’t come back for ten days or half a month, no one even cares,” Peng Qingshan was in a particularly good mood after showing a cold face to Gu Qingming last night.

“When man is cast out from the gates of Eden, lingering at the threshold, unwilling to leave, everything before his eyes stirs memories of the past,” a faint voice whispered.

“What is ‘openly’? What is ‘in secret’?” Feng Youran sneered at Ying’s self-righteousness. Now, she only wanted to guard this place. Since her grandfather’s death, she no longer cared about the outside world, nor about what was open or hidden.

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Xu Ziling considered himself quite familiar with this younger brother, who was always high-spirited and reluctant to show any hint of despair.

He had told Luo Sheng before that he owed Cheng Ya nothing. Now, thinking carefully, was that really true?

When Zhang Cuixia and the others arrived, they saw Luo Sheng comfortably seated beside a luxury car, attended by several tall men in black suits. One by one, they froze on the spot, their eyes wide with disbelief.

“Y-you… who exactly are you?” The Second Elder was terrified. After realizing his fist was tightly gripped and his body immobilized, his multiplied spirit was suppressed by an ancient aura, rendering him completely helpless.

“No one provoked me. I’m just a bit upset,” Luo Sheng said, stepping past him to sit on a lounge chair, casually grabbing a pillow to hold.

She appeared so frequently that several times Ye Mei caught her in her line of sight. Drunk and irritated from losing, she simply stopped and called her over.

Gu Huai’s eyes sharpened, his figure instantly flickering like a ghost. In the blink of an eye, he appeared behind Li Sen.

“How about this: you watch others perform first. After deciding what you want to perform, you go last, okay?” Zhao Wanru was quite understanding.

Time passed swiftly. In the blink of an eye, only eight months remained before Xiao Yan’s so-called one-year deadline.