Volume 1, Chapter 54: The Princess is Like a Proud Little Peacock

Hearing him claim ignorance, Yang Xuan picked up a wine glass of her own, poured herself a slow cup, and took a gentle sip.

In truth, Wang Chong was equally helpless. According to the regulations, for a critical location like the forage yard—a place that supplied mounts' feed to all immortals in the immortal township—the person in charge was required to be at least at the immortal cultivator rank.

"Yes, yes," Ye Cheng hastily chimed in, "I had my wife slaughter two chickens today. Let's have a drink together, eat as we chat." Hearing this, Zhao Shu's stomach let out two untimely rumbles. Wanting to speak further, Ye Feng had no choice but to run inside to summon his father. Zhao Shu, along with the eldest and second brothers, took their seats to wait.

Just as he was deep in thought, a report came from the gate that an old acquaintance had come to visit. Cao Zhang was currently in a state of agitation; how could he possibly remember any old acquaintances? With no other option, he ordered them to be shown in. Upon taking a look, he was utterly shocked—it turned out to be the family servant who had secretly come to the camp two days prior to deliver a message for Wang Tao.

Was it simply because the person right before his eyes, the one he wished to lean on, was not himself? Or was it because those icy-cold eyes had pierced straight into his heart, impossible to pull out?

Yet, the cruelty of this moment was still thousands of times better than being surrounded by hundreds of thousands of savage beasts and ultimately being brutally devoured alive.

"What is that?" Feng Wuxin watched the powder blowing toward the Thirteen Immortal Camps, asking with a puzzled expression.

A demonic soul—this must be an existence capable of destroying heaven and earth; otherwise, why would the Demon God have sealed it away using such a method?

She used a gourd ladle to pour tea from the clay kettle for him. He gulped it down like a water pump, filling his throat to the brim. I glanced sideways at Huifen, who pouted and shot a look right back at me.

The Azure Whisper Bead... Jin Ling thought to himself secretly, instinctively touching the fairy-whisper bracelet tattoo on his left wrist, his mind racing to figure out how on earth he could catch a glimpse of that bead.

Zhao Ruozhen felt that something was off with Mo Jinyang, though he couldn't quite put his finger on it for the moment. In any case, he heightened his vigilance and instinctively distanced himself slightly from Mo Jinyang.

Seeking the Dao requires a tranquil mind. The so-called enlightenment is bound to be a profound realization of both body and mind. While one might not go so far as to say "hear the Dao in the morning and die content in the evening," once you attain that realization, your realm, starting point, and perspective on viewing problems are radically different. If your mind is unsettled and you cannot integrate yourself into nature, what could you possibly rely on to achieve enlightenment?

When Yang Wo was fifteen and went to the battlefield for the very first time, Lady Shi was also frantic with worry. However, major decisions back then were entirely up to Yang Xingmi, leaving Lady Shi with no way to interfere with his rulings.

Picking up the crimson-patterned ring that had rolled into the corner, slipping on his indoor and outdoor clothes to tidy up his attire, he performed several sets of calisthenics, and those popping, cracking sounds were now completely gone.

Wang Chen struck once more. This time, it was Gao Dashang's left foot. His left foot was directly snapped under his stomp, even twisted into the shape of a twisted cruller. Just like both of his hands, it was completely and utterly crippled.

The sword qi shattered their protective Qi walls and force shields, blasted apart the purple-gold armor on their bodies, and heavily slashed across their chests and abdomens.

The white light abruptly receded. I took the initiative to charge toward the Nether Water, leaving Ghost Yi and Asura utterly astonished.

Lin Yi instantly recognized that this dark, thin man was none other than the fellow who had earlier been kicked flying by Mi Yan for staring at her chest.

"You—" Xiao Haimei had always been strong-willed and had never been threatened by anyone. Just as she was about to flare up, Ye Haochuan reached out and pulled her back.

Gone! Wang Kai only felt lightheaded, as if he were suspended in a void. That hand was dragging him forward at breathtaking speed, with pitch-black darkness on both sides where nothing could be seen.

Crow gave a bitter laugh, knowing he had ultimately lost. In the blink of an eye, he was engulfed by the water dragon, his health bar hit rock bottom, and he crashed heavily to the ground.

Recently, the sect had recruited a dozen new disciples. Once they crossed the threshold of cultivation, they would inevitably need to be issued several spiritual stones each month.

Unexpectedly, Chen Fang did not lower his guard. When Sikong Yan rebelled and everyone retreated, he had kept his eyes fixed on the crowd the entire time, fearing the presence of yet another traitor.

Chen Fang looked toward Ziniu. At that moment, because of the commotion unfolding nearby, the few soldiers who had been holding him down were distracted and had no time to mind him, allowing him to break free.

By this time, Wu Feng had long since vomited a mouthful of fresh blood and passed out cold. The signs of demonic possession on his body had vanished completely. It was likely that heavy palm strike from the White Maitreya that had expelled the demonic energy from Wu Feng and severed its root, allowing him to return to his original appearance.

After a long while, the young man regained a bit of his strength, managed to stand up with great difficulty, and stumbled almost falling over again. He cast a terrified glance at Chen Fang, supported himself against the wall with one hand, and forced his way out.

Taking the porcelain bottle, Gu hurriedly poured some water to help his wife swallow a pill, and only after having her lie down to rest did he finally set his mind at ease.

The estate's servants and guards watched him drive out in a brand-new car and return in a battered wreck, all unable to keep themselves from casting looks of utter astonishment in his direction.

As Shang Qing spoke, I took the opportunity to grant amnesty to Su Mo's "crimes." Su Mo clearly wasn't buying my act and continued her cynical taunts. I kept fighting back in kind, engaging in a lively back-and-forth war of words that finally dispelled the oppressive atmosphere in the lounge.

This pungent smell of blood stimulated Zhao Ji and Tian Siming, driving them to the point of vomiting as they covered their eyes, not daring to look at the ground.

Furthermore, while speaking, Li琴 didn't even glance at Lin Feng, instead turning to discuss how to play the hand of cards with Lin Lan, who sat beside her.

At this, Lin Feng could only raise his middle finger. To this, he had nothing to say; he was simply utterly speechless that this rustic bumpkin had managed to win the heart of Hua Meiyan.