Volume 1, Chapter 60: On the Eve of the Plan

Ning Yunshu abruptly stopped in her tracks, completely shutting out the surrounding music of flutes and strings, because she had heard his words with absolute clarity.

The villagers here seemed filled with hostility toward them; if Consort Su hadn't purposefully shifted forward upon entering the village to reveal her face, those villagers probably would have rushed out to fight them to the death.

Jumping off the bed, Mo Ran intended to go outside and take a look. As soon as he opened the door, he saw Hunluo leaning against the doorway. His slender figure appeared relaxed, yet he emanated a mysterious and unapproachable aloofness.

He did his utmost, both financially and practically, to provide these children with a better life. Yet, there were always some children who could not endure such "good fortune," perishing from illness or accidents.

After finishing this, he retrieved a healing medicinal pill from his spatial ring and popped it into his mouth. As the pill entered his stomach, a warm current immediately flowed through his limbs and bones, and even the drowsy, sluggish sensation in his sea of consciousness dissipated somewhat.

One could say that the current Creator Daoist was essentially of the same ilk as the Annihilation Daoist. If there was any difference between them, it lay solely in their pursuit of different Great Paths.

"Things have reached this point; for the sake of the greater whole, we cannot allow them to disagree." Martial Emperor Beidou issued a stern command, and even if the rulers of the seven continents were unwilling, they had to comply.

It wasn't until Yu Jiamin vanished into the front courtyard that the two of them snapped back to reality. Liu Mengying desperately wanted to leave at that moment, but she also understood that this was neither the town nor her own turf; an occasion like this simply did not permit her any self-will. Her ruined hair was precisely the consequence of her previous willful behavior.

"Han Yi, you must not talk nonsense. This elder has always been fair and just, and would never commit such acts of abusing power to settle personal scores," the elder rebuked sternly.

Early in the morning, Qin Sihao woke up and checked his phone to find a message from Zhou Ziwei: Returning in the next two days.

Yang Wen and Guixiong were completely unconcerned; after all, they hadn't made a single move from start to finish, nor had they harmed a hair on any ordinary person's head, completely avoiding any violation of Central Prefecture's regulations.

"Feigning divinity? I am a god; why would I need to feign?" As that voice rang out, both Zuomeng and Jiang Yue were startled.

Regions that had been bombed by nuclear weapons were long since unfit for human habitation, which was why those soil territories polluted by nuclear arms were designated as life-forbidden zones.

"Could it be Bei Youyu?" Yan Rong pondered, suddenly recalling that youth who had reached the Spiritual Realm at age six and then mysteriously vanished.

When the sales assistant walked in, Su Linwan whispered something to their boss, causing the latter to beam so brightly the wrinkles on his face folded up in joy.

The Tenth Holy City and the Eleventh Holy City were very close to each other. Driving nonstop all the way, the group arrived at the Tenth Holy City in just a single day.

With no other choice left to him, Long Ze had no choice but to bite the bullet and meet the incoming sword head-on, simultaneously channeling the divine abilities of the Wind Department to protect his shoulders.

Because of the sudden appearance of Lu Yu'an, Su Linwan's life had now become thrillingly adventurous.

Gongliang Shiqian smiled and said, "There's nothing much to look at here." Although it wasn't really his place to管, he still added, "You'd be better off taking a walk in the garden; staying here is bad for your skin." It wasn't as if his cooking involved any secrets that others weren't allowed to see, but the kitchen environment was genuinely harsh on the skin.

Gathering Fortune Pavilion was bustling with activity. Although it was situated in the East City where the powerful and wealthy frequented, people from all walks of life came and went.

Zhao Qingtian nodded silently and then said, "There is a fine restaurant in the city; the two of us shall go there tonight! Come, let me take Brother Lin to breakfast first!" With those words, he turned and walked out of the room. Seeing this, Lin Feng followed Zhao Qingtian to the Tianyang Sect's dining area.

Harry did not explicitly state his current situation. Arriving alone in Feiyang without any form of identification, he figured the elderly couple wouldn't believe him anyway. It would be better to wait for Xinnai's arrival; with a dignified princess acting as a witness, they would inevitably have no choice but to believe.