Volume 1, Chapter 39: Hehehe, Your Highness

Outside the window, snowflakes drifted, while inside, the floor heating kept the room cozy. Mother Qin and her son, Qin Yu, chatted away, their voices drifting into the inner room from time to time.

Xie Liwei pondered for a moment, then patiently sat down and picked up a chess piece to continue the game.

This time, he did not launch a fierce assault as he had before, but instead began to play a guiding game.

Song Yaozhu, true to her word, did not take back any moves, contemplating each step carefully before placing her pieces.

"Nanny says you usually spend the New Year alone. Aren't you happy that I'm here to spend it with you this year?"

Xie Liwei cast a side-long glance at her. "Why should I be happy?"

"Naturally, because I am as beautiful as a flower! You've struck a bargain!"

Xie Liwei was rendered speechless by her shamelessness...

Hearing Meijiao's reply, Luo Cheng's expression shifted, a sense of inexplicable loss washing over him, though he couldn't grasp where such a feeling came from.

Kong Yixian, having had her displays of filial piety ignored, felt quite helpless. Just then, Chang Yi signaled to her from the doorway, asking what she needed him to bring back from outside.

It wasn't that Kong Yixian was overthinking it; failing a confession yesterday and then being away from the shop all day today did seem rather deliberate. However, Chang Yi truly had business to attend to, and it was a significant matter concerning Kong Yixian's future development.

Ten years ago, Chang Yi was a spirited archery prodigy who had won the championship wielding that very bow. Even then, he had displayed an unruly character, lacking even the most basic respect for the referees.

"Cough... Sister Qingyu, you jest!" Qingqi felt embarrassed by Qingyu’s words and sheepishly touched his nose.

In the rearview mirror, one could see the brown-haired man with stubble showing no signs of panic at the situation, remaining entirely composed instead.

Even so, between Zeng Tianming and Ye Rong, I could only choose Ye Rong.

In fact, this is quite simple; as a novice spellcaster, one acquires this ability of introspection upon understanding the inexplicable question of why I am who I am.

My words left the waiter speechless for a long time, and just then, the voice of a middle-aged man suddenly rang out.

Lin Ran could clearly see that as the sun rose, black smoke was evaporating and drifting from their bodies.

Sudan instantly superimposed the woman before him with Wang Xinyan, the impoverished campus belle from twenty years ago. Time had passed, and though the beauty remained, the traces of the years were clearly etched upon her face.

The Kunxuan Sword shot out, carrying Xiao Yu’s body aloft like a runaway wild horse pulling a carriage, dragging him forward.

In particular, the street photos taken by reporters when he went shopping with Eve and Xie Yuchu caused Xiao Congyuan’s handsome face—which surpassed even that of entertainment stars—to become an overnight sensation, with his follower count skyrocketing.

It was only after the opening ceremony that the audience learned from media reports that this new transfer student would be played by Kane.

No sooner had Anya finished speaking than her mother-in-law yanked her away. Having lost my support, my legs instantly went weak, and I collapsed to the ground.

Su Li’s admission only made Xu Baifang more wary. The events in that folk song were facts, and after so many years, only members of the sect would know them. That an outsider like him should know them was likely no coincidence.

The strange light transformed into a fire snake and flew toward Su Li. Its aura was restrained and hidden, and by the time Su Li noticed, it had already struck his back.

Watching him perform such dangerous actions, a cold breeze seemed to blow through my heart. Seeing that we were about to pass the intersection, I quickly pushed him to sit upright. It seemed this invitation was set in stone and could not be changed.

Since she was suffering from a serious illness, Guoguo spent less time around Princess Suluo, and she dared not have too much contact with the Princess, fearing her illness might trouble her. Therefore, whenever Princess Suluo came to see her, she kept her doors closed, instead letting Jiunu convey messages and food for her.

Suha hoisted the beast-warrior with the pierced chest and reined in his spooked skeletal warhorse, slowly turning to face the pursuing beast-cavalry.

Suha and Lu Yun leaned against the stone wall, raising their massive shields to block the front, only glancing at the area below the castle with the corners of their eyes.

"Tell me, what exactly are we supposed to be cooperating on?" Suha steadied his nerves and asked calmly.

"I am Jiutian. You may have forgotten, but at the banquet hall earlier, I spoke to you briefly along with Hu Li and Jin Hong," Jiutian immediately introduced himself.

Xie Laosan stepped forward, just about to check if Old Master An was truly dead, when Old Master An suddenly opened his mouth. Countless black worms crawled frantically from within, instantly covering the ground. Terrified, Xie Laosan fell backward, scrambling away from the corpse in a panic.

"However, he can be saved. If we act before he removes the body, the soul can still return to the host," Sanniang explained.

Rong Qian comforted herself this way, but a person's life is like a play; the more you try not to get hung up on a problem, the more fate seems to arrange for you to find the reason behind it.

The owner of the crystal coffin showed signs of potentially undergoing a corpse transformation. If the body inside sensed even a trace of life force (Yang energy), there was a high probability it would break out of the coffin.

Linyin and the others watched Suha, waiting for his answer. Shaving off all of Lokei’s fur seemed like a good idea; then, they could tie him up and put him in a dog kennel, ensuring no one would recognize that Lokei was a wolf cub.

"Fine! Then we shall investigate! We will go over now and examine the fatal wound on Rintuo! Aside from that cat, nothing in the tribe could have caused such a wound!" Priest Jierigan snorted coldly.

When one's cultivation reaches a certain level, it is said that mastering one method leads to mastery of all. However, "the universe within the sleeve" is not like other techniques; it is not so easily divined.

He had never met Chunyu Jingtian, but hearing him call Lou Qingyin his disciple, he must be the Saint Ancestor of the Ethereal Sect.

Thank heavens, I can finally begin my experiment. Nangong Yan was naturally referring to the brain enhancement experiment. Having previously enhanced so many intelligent animals, her theoretical foundation could be considered exceptionally thorough. Now, only the final step remained: human experimentation.