Chapter 17: Ruin Their Reputations and Lives

His reaction was somewhat exaggerated, and for a moment, all eyes at the dining table fixed upon him.

Feiyu’s expression cracked briefly, filled with the hurt of a young girl: “Brother Bozhou, why are you refusing me? Even my sister agreed.”

Chunmei glanced at Jiantang, who remained expressionless, and smiled gently. “Yes, Bozhou, I suppose Tang Tang just wants a sister to accompany her on such a joyful day.”

Suishan sat upright, watching Chen Bozhou’s response attentively.

Bozhou only looked toward Jiantang. “Is this your idea, Tang Tang?”

Jiantang sipped her milk quietly, lowering her gaze. “There’s no need to make a fuss over something so trivial.”

Knowing her dislike for trouble, Bozhou said no more, merely...

The Heavenly Emperor’s calm voice echoed faintly, seeming to summon the martial ministers to deliberate on the matter of conferring titles upon Yang Qi and Princess Biluo.

A crackling sound burst forth as Chen Feng’s star power was instantly shattered. Meanwhile, a cyan halo flew swiftly toward Chen Feng, striking harshly above the starry scepter.

Even if one were to survive, endlessly tormented by hatred, pursuing vengeance without end—would that be happiness? Would he truly wish for it?

“My dear Lulu, I think it’s necessary for us to sit down and talk calmly. Perhaps there’s been some misunderstanding.” This was Harry’s carefully crafted, more dignified opening line. Yet upon seeing Lulu, his excitement left him momentarily speechless.

This fierce beast, meanwhile, lunged suddenly from loose sand, attacking creatures on the ground and dragging them under the earth to slowly feast upon its prey.

Thus, Ouyang Xiaoxiao hardly gave it a second thought and simply brought several of her original clothing styles to Xiaoxiao City.

“Phew…” At that moment, Lu Yu’s true spirit in his dantian stirred vividly. As expected, the true spirit formed hand seals, feverishly absorbing the essence of heaven and earth, as well as the nascent power of the world.

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Suddenly, Wei Fei stopped, a cold gleam flashing in his eyes as he stared at a distant figure. He thought to himself that the bird-man was still fixated on him, even sending an assassin to follow Weimeng.

“Chirp, chirp, chirp.” At that moment, Huoyu suddenly jumped out and poked Yun Poxiao’s shoulder, chattering incessantly.

“Why did you set such a strange rule?” Wei Fei asked Kostado, puzzled.

Xianyu Hongyi seemed deliberate; once everyone had gathered, Miss Xianyu finally appeared, dressed in her signature red battle attire, making a grand entrance.

“Take this cat and stew it. Tonight, I want to feast on a dragon-tiger duel!” The young master said darkly.

Old Steward Mu shuddered. “The princess’ kindness overwhelms me, but I cannot be called ‘steward’ by her.” Before, it was one thing, but now, should he dare respond, he might not see the sun tomorrow.

“What? Seventh level of the Martial Realm.” The news struck Ye Cangtian like a bomb. A cultivator of such strength would be a sovereign king on the Profound Qi Continent. Yet here, in this realm, he was merely the head of a single hall.

“Father, there’s no such thing as monsters; those are just tales to scare people. We’ve been digging for pig grass on the mountain all this time and haven’t encountered anything.” Fourbao spoke up quickly.

Clearly, she realized the cabinet was large enough to hold a person, so she hurriedly opened it and slipped inside.

Several days later, the emperor resumed affairs of state, yet the empress did not appear, leading many to wonder if she still harbored resentment over past events.

During this, if he dared pause, the heavy stick wielded by Dashan would fall without hesitation. Once, when he merely scratched an itch on his neck, Dashan struck him with a stick.

Though Elder Yuanzhong had retreated some distance, he was still injured by the pressure of the demonic sword. In the narrow tunnel, the dark aura summoned by the sword instantly enveloped Elder Yuanzhong.

“Princess, I beg for forgiveness! Please spare me! I did not do it intentionally; I only just noticed Sister Yanchun was distracted.” Yan Qiu knelt frantically, beseeching with tearful eyes.

Upon learning that his grandfather and second uncle had returned from Warin City early yesterday morning, Mo Fengwu tidied up and went to the rear residence.

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His move concealed several hidden strikes; with one thrust, he firmly pierced Wu Chenliang’s shoulder.

Chen Tao had seen Li Fu and Wang Zhen floating ahead, seemingly clutching a wooden plank, but later only Wang Zhen survived. He then took Li Fu’s place serving in the inner palace.

“My beloved is mine alone. You are a servant of the Lu family, so you belong to me as well.” Qin Mengyan said this with absolute certainty, sensing nothing amiss.

When he drove the “Run the World” car out of the dealership, Siqi’s joy was beyond words.

Zhang Xiaoran was somewhat nervous under Li Huachen’s domineering aura. He forced a grin at Ying Ningning, who, wary of Li Huachen, pouted and fastened her seatbelt without daring to provoke him.

“Grandfather has trained in martial arts his whole life but only reached the Foundation Establishment stage. It seems he will stop here.” Chang De sighed helplessly.

He was not in the mood today; he couldn’t catch their sound waves, nor manage their many questions.

After more than half a month of accumulating happiness points, Ren Hai’s total had reached over seventeen thousand, enough to attempt another exchange with Mo Mei. This was why he had been painting plum blossoms in the courtyard.

Mo Fengwu muttered to herself and then tilted her head slightly, about to speak... but unexpectedly, the Snake Demon King, who had just activated his full blood energy to fight fiercely, suddenly contracted his pupils sharply.

The villages of Bojiang Zhang and Youfang Yang are, in fact, a true reflection of the transformation of Chinese rural settlements.

“All right, Dong Ge.” Geng Jianguo had long heard of the legendary Sun Xiangdong, and the recent scene made him admire him even more.

After the four passed a hundred zhang into the underworld, the surrounding rock grew unbearably hot, and the golden wheel melted the stones faster. After the time it took to burn two incense sticks, Zhang Ruyun heard an unusual echo ahead. Suddenly, his body lightened, and he had slipped into a secret cavern within the mountain’s heart.