Chapter 21

"The information contained here is quite comprehensive, but this gentleman's life is very simple; there is really nothing to investigate," the private detective explained.

It was unexpected that Lan Jingxin would resort to such low-handed tactics, but since she had already done so, they could no longer tolerate her presence.

When it came to their relationship, there was an implied nuance. Zhou Rong understood, but immediately felt a bit awkward, as he was genuinely indebted to Xiao Diyuan’s kindness.

Su Yi did not notice the first sentence Gu Moxie said, nor did he ponder the meaning of his last.

Tiantu Town had not been established long. Promotion had not yet begun, and cultivators from other places were unaware of such a location, so no one had come.

The McDonald's at the street corner was crowded with young people. Since the winter break had started, they were like birds released from cages—having been stifled in school for too long, they were desperate to make up for all the freedom and joy they had missed the moment vacation began.

Pushing Wu Xin directly off his chair, Song Lingyu took over his work.

Watching this through the rearview mirror, Yu Yiye’s lips curled upward. As expected, it was necessary to find things for her to do; otherwise, he would find himself in trouble as well.

She was confident in her skin, and even more so in her bare face. Without makeup, her complexion looked slightly pale, but rather than appearing haggard, it added a touch of fragile delicacy.

When Lian Yin arrived holding a large teapot, Farrell guessed that this conversation might truly be a serious one.

At that moment, Nangong Yun's phone rang. Just as she was about to hang up in irritation, she saw it was her agent and answered.

Mingse rarely spoke to Luo Yihuan in such a manner. She watched as Luo Yihuan went out, stepped onto the palanquin, and carefully placed the mysterious bead into a box.

On this quiet Lingyun Terrace, a series of rumbles would erupt every so often. It would continue for a long time before the sounds ceased, followed by a few days of silence, only for the scene from days prior to repeat itself.

Logically, game bosses were designed to look either exceptionally hideous or strikingly beautiful; in any case, their visual design was always distinct from ordinary monsters. However, that bloodthirsty demon rabbit, despite being a world boss, looked far too ordinary. At first, they hadn't even considered it a high-level monster.

Shao Chen was completely stunned, even forgetting to activate his defense system, and was drenched in cold sweat under the pressure of the opponent's sword aura. He didn't regain his composure until Guo Guo had used all her might to pull Lan Qing back.

"Sister knows that I am dull by nature. If it were climbing walls or trees, I might manage, but composing poetry—that is truly a challenge for me," Xia Zhixue said softly to Xia Zhixiu, intentionally turning her back to the person beside her.

Before entering this space, a terrifying explosion occurred, creating endless chaos that forcibly tore a gap in the barrier surrounding this realm, thus allowing people to enter for training.

This was why the Xiao Sect was so formidable; even when their lineup was inferior to their opponents, they still made the Huaming Sect tremble with fear.

Of course, nothing was more marvelous than the feeling of one day becoming Qu Shangbai's wife—the one person above all others, beneath only him.

"Good!" Nan Ting moved a stool aside quite seriously, watching intently as Luo Yihuan schemed against the heartless Nan Jue.

In reality, immortals in the God Realm often possessed terrifying supernatural abilities: manifesting avatars of ten thousand feet, moving mountains and filling seas, turning the world upside down, and even capturing people within their own cultivated "Formless World" to refine them alive... These powers could not be exerted in the mortal realm.

Yan Lü slowly closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and turned to walk away, his indifferent voice faintly drifting back.

The silver dragon flapped its wings frantically. A sharp pain shot through its tail as a section was torn off, only for the Titan to stuff it directly into its mouth and chew heartily.

"Ho-how is this possible!" Consort Qing exclaimed, and the others all gasped in shock.

Ren Pingsheng needed to determine if the Blood Sun Curse on the Venerable Dongming had been completely suppressed; otherwise, if an accident occurred, the consequences would be unpredictable.

Many in the Endless Tower were astonished. So that person was the Great Elder of the North Tower; no wonder he had the courage to force back Yin Changsheng’s spiritual suppression.

On the other side, a dragon followed the old butler toward the direction of the Lily Territory, not forgetting to cast a lingering glance back toward this direction.

As time passed, everyone in the bronze ancient coffin was incredibly tense. Yang Hao's presence, and his warning that they were about to enter a dangerous place, filled them with immense worry.

However, finding such an excuse would likely be difficult. To begin with, she couldn't even get past Huangfu Sihan's scrutiny, so learning more now was for the best.

"The soil and climate here are very suitable for the growth of the Soul-Returning Grass; finding traces of it shouldn't be hard," Zhang Qian said after observing the surrounding geography.

"As you please. You have already been subdued by me anyway, and I don't mind wasting a few seconds," Feng Tang sneered, looking at Wang Yue with a gaze of contempt.

"Princess Gofei of the Winged Clan pays her respects to the Qilin Emperor!" Gofei walked toward Ye Tian with light steps and bowed.

"Yes, where is he now?" Xing Tian had been searching for Wang Yue for most of the day without success, and he asked while suppressing the rage in his heart.