Volume 1, Chapter 29: The Water Source

"It’s no wonder your girlfriend dumped you; you’re nothing but a blockhead. Girls have fragile hearts. Chen Jing has already been hurt, and instead of comforting her, you say things like that."

"If it were me, I’d beat you until you were spitting out your own teeth!"

Lin Yao, standing to the side, said with a look of pure spite.

Ye Feng rubbed his nose.

This Lin Yao was definitely a spoiled rich girl, through and through.

"Ye Feng, don't worry about me, I'm fine. Please, check on Xiaoxiao. She had a bit of a fever last night, and after being hit just now, her condition might be even worse."

At this, Chen Jing spoke up urgently.

As soon as she said this, Ye Feng rushed over to the side of Lin Xiaoxiao, who was trembling slightly.

Touch...

The subordinates received his orders, discussed what they would say to Zhang Xuan, and hurriedly sent someone off.

Though it seemed like a long exchange, it had only taken a few moments. Kun Peng, a man of action, immediately pulled his soldiers into the fray.

But in the next instant, Li Yang, who was charging toward the cave exit, felt his pupils contract sharply. He hurriedly shouted a warning to Song Fu, who was just about to dash out.

The sixth crossbow bolt, possessing immense destructive power, shattered the thousands of hair-like steel needles. However, the moment it neared the small of Lin Miaochang’s back, the arrow exhausted its force and crumbled into dust-like fragments.

Normally, any defending force seeing them openly constructing fortifications would come to obstruct them. But for some reason, the Yanzhou army showed no reaction at all.

Yu Qing had met many people; some liked her, some hated her, some were arrogant, and some were habitual liars. She was long accustomed to such a variety of people. Seeing that Nan Xun refused to speak, she felt a slight pity, but knowing one cannot force a melon to sweeten, she bid him farewell and walked out.

Wang Jingfan, though young, possessed profound Taoist mastery and high prestige in Jiangnan. Many regarded him as a mentor, and Su Furui held him in great respect.

"Don't ask so much, just go!" he said, his figure darting away as he tried to shake off those behind him.

The Marquis searched Feng Ye’s body and discovered a triangular porcelain bottle hidden on him. He held it in his hand, examining it closely, but he had never seen the incantations carved on it, nor had he ever seen such a triangular bottle.

Wyper’s strength left a deep impression on the curly-browed chef; he was the most formidable opponent he had ever encountered, far beyond what he could currently handle.

Ding Zhanbo said he had other things to ask me, something I hadn't forgotten. I had intended to call him back after eating.

After all, the Qulong was still there. Every time he did something behind his back, he would act extremely obediently in his presence. She was so obedient that she was ready to give herself to him; that was true love. In the face of true love, she shouldn't do anything that would make him hate her.

Father Shu went to look for Chi Qinghe, but finding no one, he had no choice but to wait at the door, hoping to take her to save a life.

She also knew that, at this moment, Queen Soft had begun to lose her mind, her thoughts completely beyond control.

Shu Ning had never had a good impression of Nian Zhuo, and now that he was in cahoots with Qu Weien, she detested him from the bottom of her heart. Her expression remained cold as she glanced at him indifferently and pushed her way into the office.

A few days ago, when the Fengming Stream was taken over by the new Sovereign, he had heard the news and imagined how much of the man's demeanor the successor would possess. Seeing him today, he was deeply disappointed; this new young Sovereign was far too young and appeared completely harmless.

In truth, after thinking about it all night, perhaps she had already made up her mind; otherwise, she would not have waited for Shu Ning to wake up on her own instead of helping her tidy her clothes.

"No, I just suddenly wanted to ask." Since it belongs to our Xiao family, and neither Grandma nor Mom aborted the child, the issue might lie with that grandfather who ran away from home.

I immediately burst into laughter. Watching Jing Rong’s awkwardness, I said, "At least it didn't damage your image," then rested my head on his arm, feeling exceptionally happy.

Hu Yixian cursed the old bald donkey under his breath, thinking that if Fang Chen came to Leiyin Temple, wouldn't his identity be exposed? And wouldn't that mean the entire Spirit Realm might have a chance to uncover Fang Chen's true identity?

In mid-air, the phantom shield transformed directly into a fist; then, the phantom wooden blade collided with the massive phantom fist.

By now, Yin Litian was no stranger to dealing with flames; after all, there was the Sun Essence within Dao Sheng.

Watching those three figures with their slow yet firm steps disappear behind the heavy palace gates, Shen Yunpeng could not help but sigh deeply. For the first time, he felt a strong sense of weariness toward his own position as Commander of the Imperial Guard.

Fang Chen gestured for everyone to stop their discussion. To solve the problem of crop growth in the village, he could not keep coming back; the only solution was to enhance the spiritual energy of the entire Qingyun Village.

Gu Xue said, "Come to think of it, ever since you returned, although I can sense your realm, I cannot fathom your cultivation at all. It feels as if facing you is like facing several versions of you."

He was clear-headed and didn't have many other thoughts. However, he had other concerns; the Chang family had just had three different voices emerge from the warship alone.

Ji Jiu was already slightly frowning; he had never thought highly of the people in his own family.

After Fang Chen finished speaking, he wrapped the Yang energy around the Ghost energy. No matter how it begged for mercy, Fang Chen remained unmoved.

Yes, although this was not illusory lightning, the power of thunder contained within it was far too scattered.

The help of an elf, especially when the other party was comparable to an Elf Princess, made the assistance of a princess all the more precious.

"Disciple, I shall impart to you the Panwang Heaven-Opening Technique. As long as you cultivate it diligently, in three to five years, you will certainly be able to create heaven and earth." Lu Chunyang tossed the technique to the Tyrant Emperor.

"Your Majesty, meeting is fate. Why don't we enter the city together?" Yan Tianxin made a gesture of invitation.

Ye Qing took it, opened the candy wrapper, and placed the white sugar cube into his mouth. The next instant, his eyes brightened for a moment before dimming again.

Previously, their greatest reliance was that the Wusheng Ancestor would not dare act recklessly here, but who knew the Wusheng Ancestor had already prepared an escape route? Even if the Great Wei Kingdom were furious, could they really invade the Golden Tent Khanate to execute the Wusheng Ancestor?