Chapter 119: Always Brimming with Tears

If Xing Jue were to recall Si Yao before she turned twenty-two, it could be summarized by two idioms: a spirit full of youthful vigor and a life brimming with vibrant, intoxicating charm.

She didn't walk; she bounded. Her high ponytail would swing with every spring in her step. When returning to the small courtyard, she would skip, and accompanied by the bang of the door, Si Yao would call out to everyone, her voice bright and soaring, her eyes crinkling into crescents, crisp and clear...

In the end, only Ling Xin and Teng Huang remained to welcome the venerable ancestor into the cave dwelling. They led her into the largest stone chamber at the center, a space belonging to the ancestor that was almost never opened and rarely entered, even by the three of them.

At this moment, the Mysterious Envoy regained consciousness. Feeling what Ling Xin had done to her, she couldn't help but let out an angry roar, though her words were clearly tinged with bashfulness.

As the music faded, the Emperor clapped in praise. He still had to show respect to the Empress, and the Empress Dowager showered Concubine Xin with compliments. However, there were no more sachets for her tonight; once the banquet dispersed, the Emperor did not spare a single glance for Concubine Xin. It was clear she had fallen out of favor, though, in truth, she had never really been in favor to begin with, so one could hardly call it a fall.

Upon entering, Ling Xin felt the space before him instantly expand. It was a vast chamber, yet it was completely empty, containing nothing at all.

Lin Muchen’s face turned red with anger as she glared at Li Hai. "What exactly do you want?!" She knew what he meant; if this daily chaos continued, the situation would surely spiral out of control.

Yong'er looked around and, seeing no one, silently tucked the bead away. She could not afford to delay any longer, fearing the Empress Dowager might wake up and look for her at any moment. She bowed once more toward the place where Hua Rong had met his fate, then turned and retraced her steps.

Yet, deep within her heart, something held her back, preventing her from sinking into this gentleness. It tugged tightly, leaving her heart unable to move.

A beam of sunlight streamed through the partially opened window, casting a glow behind Ye Qian that made her silhouette appear almost blinding. The cold, aloof aura radiating from her, however, only made one want to look a little longer.

Yang Ming gasped. What kind of background did Li Hai have? To hire someone to kill him for twenty million! For a moment, he forgot his shock and fury, replaced entirely by curiosity.

At first, Hongli found it all fresh and intriguing, but eventually, he became so enchanted he forgot to return home, preoccupied only with indulging in the pleasures of the moment with his beloved. When lovers are joyfully together, why ask for reasons?

The Four Immortal Lords slowly ascended, the power gathering in their hands growing ever stronger. It seemed they intended to finish off Xing Wuhen in a single blow, but just then, an accident occurred.

The medicinal flame required for the Tendon-Cleansing and Marrow-Washing Pill did not need to be very hot, but because of this, the refining process took much longer.

Li Chenxuan spoke indifferently, causing Qiao Yu’s expression to darken. Li Chenxuan was daring him to use his ultimate sword, waiting for him to strike.

That face he was so proud of now bore a tooth mark. If anyone saw it, he would be the laughingstock of everyone.

Hearing that the Land of Obliteration was incredibly treacherous, Zhao Ling'er felt a wave of worry. She was worried for Xiao Yi, who had been the one to take the lead in everything throughout their journey.

When Qin Siyu finished her shower and pushed open the door to Xu Ying’s bedroom, she froze. Although Xu Ying and Shi Ningya were already in bed, they were still awake, watching her with cheerful smiles.

"Hmph, are you afraid of this Ying Cang?" Unable to succeed with his first ploy, Qin Zu immediately resorted to goading Xiao Tianchen, sneering as he spoke.

A terrifying aura erupted from Xuan Xianwu’s body. The two men turned green with fear, their eyes filled with utter disbelief.

For instance, the middle-aged doctor standing before him had been trained entirely in Western medicine. He believed Western medicine was the only science and was deeply dismissive of traditional Chinese medicine.