Volume One, Chapter 32: Livestream

For some reason, an indescribable pain throbbed just below her left collarbone, and a sudden, inexplicable soreness pricked at the tip of her nose. The evening breeze of autumn in the capital felt unsettling against the skin.

The sound of the car door closing snapped Gu Nanxiao out of his frozen state. The direction in which the girl had left was the exact opposite of where his car was headed. Gu Nanxiao glanced back once.

After surviving a dangerous and sudden stop, the heart buried within his chest began to thud rhythmically once more. The desire to struggle became so intense that for the first time, Han Yue felt that even resting in bed could be an excruciating ordeal.

With the energy output of the immortal crystal stabilized, Yang Linglan found herself idle again. She sank her consciousness back into her inner space, devoting herself once more to her grand undertaking of refining needles. In the short time she had been away, all those needles—including the worm-like ones she had crafted first—had vanished.

Yang Linglan raised a hand to block, catching the ball of fire in her palm. Simultaneously, the Violet Heaven Fire surged from her hand, coiled around the spirit flame, and with a soft gulp, swallowed it whole.

Li Le’s voice carried a hint of enchantment, striking the very softest spot in Ruoshui’s heart: "Together forever?" Ruoshui’s eyes grew hazy and unfocused.

"Thank you, Sister Ding." Yang Linglan nimbly picked a basket of greens. Slinging the basket over her arm, she followed Sister Ding toward her home.

When Yang Linglan awakened from her meditation, another year had passed. She stood and bowed to the Guardian of the Divine Tower, saying, "Thank you for the reminder, Senior." Only then did she step out of the tower.

If faced with a weak monarch, one would naturally need to balance factions, wooing some while suppressing others. But a hegemon like Zhao Xu disdained such methods. His mere presence on the throne was enough to intimidate and deter; those below knew the Emperor’s bottom line and dared not overstep.

Regarding Liu Feng’s behavior, Huo Yun found little to say. He sat on the sofa, gripping his gun, and cracked open a bottle of sports drink.

By obtaining the "Sole Sovereign" stance of the Tathagata Palm from the sarira, Ma Jun completed the final piece of his martial will, fleshing out its core. With this, his martial will reached perfection.

Behind the city walls, the battering ram struck the gate. With no barbarians there to defend it, the gate swayed a few times before finally collapsing with a deafening crash.

Ding Feng nodded slowly, as if intending to smile, but before the expression could form, his eyelids closed. That warm, captivating smile of his would, alas, never be seen again.

That day, as I walked home after tutoring, I felt as if someone were following me. My heart instantly tightened. It grew dark so early now; it was only a little past seven, yet the streets were already deserted.

The two of them shouted "Sister!" in unison and ran over affectionately. Nannan was very close to her younger siblings, pulling them aside to share intimate words.

Upon reaching the residence, Yang Yan hurriedly ordered someone to take Zhao Cao to wash his feet and find him a fresh pair of hemp shoes to change into.

"I’m sorry." Yelu Yun finally realized that his own progress had placed too much pressure on her, making her overlook the results of her own cultivation, and he felt a pang of regret.

For five days, the soldiers had been busy felling trees, building boats, and digging channels. From atop the city walls, Shui Menghen watched the high-ground encampment of Wu Jian in confusion. "Father, what are they doing?" Shui Hanshan was equally baffled. Wu Jian was not attacking the city, but instead busy chopping wood—could he be planning to sell firewood?

Upon hearing this, Liu Ye was stunned for a moment before her eyes rolled back and she fainted. We rushed to support her, pounding her chest and rubbing her back until she finally came to.

Elder Geliji was also deeply shaken, though fortunately, he had checked that Huo Tianqi was still breathing beforehand and had been somewhat mentally prepared.