Volume 1, Chapter 26: The Mysterious Data Chip

It was all Chen Xin’s fault for talking about Shen Keling before they started gaming, which left her constantly on his mind while he played.
"She must have been observing you in secret; otherwise, why would she have lowered her head the moment you caught her?"
Chen Jiahui and He Huanhuan exchanged looks. They had only intended to be mere bystanders, never expecting to stumble upon such a provocative scene right from the start.
Could there be another entrance? Was that the reason their group hadn't encountered those two foreigners along the way?
Lin Bai didn't know if the wind was strong on the playground, but they were sheltered by a large canopy, so they couldn't tell if it was windy or not, other than seeing Shen Keling’s long hair fluttering in the breeze.
She stood there with her head bowed, wiping her eyes from time to time. She didn't say a word, but she looked as though she had been deeply wronged.
Of course, he couldn't say anything reckless at that moment. He had promised Chao Luohua, but after shooting a glance at the dejected Gao Shun and shaking his arm in frustration at his lack of resolve, he walked away. The others exchanged glances, sighed inwardly, and immediately followed him, their footsteps clattering behind.
The first elder to visit Qining was Mother He. She brought many things for her, and upon seeing Qining, she was overcome with pity, pulling her close to ask about her condition for a long time.
"With your current strength, you could easily take on ten people at once, so nothing should happen to you," Sister Li said thoughtfully.
The youth squinted his eyes, remaining motionless. A bone-chilling cold permeated his worn-out coat from all sides, invading his entire body and slowly draining away his warmth.
The survivors from Longwuxiang hurried over to pay their respects to Bai Ye and the others who had arrived.
Yang Yu laughed, "If you don't believe me, wait until I've learned a trick or two before we spar. Do you dare, Instructor Zhang?" Zhang Bushan replied bluntly, "What does waiting matter? I doubt you could pull off any tricks." With that, Zhang Bushan walked out of the woods and waited for Yang Yu.
"I’ll have Uncle Fu find him a room to sleep in. It’s not suitable to leave him here in this weather. If he gets sick, it’ll be a nuisance," Du Xiaoli said.

"No! I want it now! I’m flooding down there! Just indulge your sister-in-law! Please, Danzi! If you don't believe me, feel it!" Ai Cao grabbed Han Danzi’s hand and guided it into her crotch.
He turned his head to look at his father and mother talking nearby, recalling how he had acted spoiled before his mother yesterday, suggesting that Shen Mingzhu be allowed to return home from the Dali Temple for the festival before being sent back.
Watching "Moon Over the Western Tower" and "Seven Mansions of the Azure Dragon" retreat one after another until they were completely out of sight, Cobra and the others finally let out a sigh of relief. The battle was finally over.
"Yes. Although the Empress was severely injured and will have difficulty conceiving in the future, it does not mean it is impossible for her to get pregnant again," Du Xiaoli said.
Qin Yaorao breathed a sigh of relief, as if infected by Fang Bai's calm, her own mindset turning peaceful as well.
Therefore, Sect Leader Shi once again deployed heavy troops around Wujiu Ridge, vowing to defend this pass to the death and fight a decisive battle against the Jinhuo Hall.
Dugu Hexuan chuckled and said, "The Immortal appreciates talent. If you are willing to teach Brother Huang Min your divine arts, I have no objections; in fact, I would welcome it."
There was no need for her to do anything. Just by appearing alongside Jing Mozhou, everyone would automatically fill in the blanks regarding everything happening behind the scenes.
Dugu Hexuan walked down the steps and stood before the crowd, his presence commanding the entire Poison Garden as he called out, "I invite the Four: the Blade-Wielding Ghost, the Mountain-Descending Dog, the Plague Marquis, and the Short-Legged Tiger to come out and meet us."
Only now did Li Xian realize the truth. It was partly because he had been too busy with various matters to think clearly, and partly because he trusted everyone too much to harbor suspicions.
Instead of uniting to resist for the sake of their dignity as men, they were busy infighting just to capture the attention of that old hag.
Shi Ge’s position was right in front of Li Xingran’s chest. He stood there, completely blocking the line of sight for Zhao Ruozhi and the others. Even if Sha Dutian looked their way, he wouldn't notice anything suspicious.
Li Huancheng had already abandoned the idea, focusing on finding other ways to make up for his constantly waning destiny. One could imagine how he felt when Dao Mu suddenly brought him such news. Anyone in his position would be devastated.

Long Liyuan jumped out of Xuan Yi's embrace and hurried off to wash up.
The Medicine Valley was once again plunged into a tense atmosphere. A single spark was all it would take to make the entire valley erupt like a volcano.
"You have no mercy for the fairer sex!" the Green-Eyed Dragon Pearl snapped, her voice shifting from its previous coy tone to a sharp, fierce edge as she instantly clashed with the black crystal.
After all, this was the Continent of Demon Cultivators, and the Bu family was the largest clan in Jiangzhou City. To think they could find a valley that remained spring-like all year round in the depths of the Shennong Mountains during the dead of winter—the heritage of such an immortal cultivation family was truly profound.
The team owner was currently trying to tank the season in order to sell the Kings. The draft picks in his possession could be used to boost the team's value, but trading Huang Yu served no purpose other than making the Kings' record look slightly better.
"What if Ling Xia has set a trap in advance to deceive the vanguard?" Nakajima Xue’an frowned.
Ling Dang struggled violently, but her efforts were met only with the unbridled mockery of the Primordial Chaos Ancestor Beast’s soul.
He leaked the news on purpose; he wanted to use this to provoke his old man. If his father, Old Cai, fell ill from the shock of the bad news, all the better. Whether he was sickened by rage or fright, it was a good thing for him.
"Look at this." Zhou Nianping pulled two portraits from his sleeves: one of a person holding a silver fan, and another of someone with two white dragons embroidered on his sleeves—they were clearly himself and Mu Changfeng.