Volume 1, Chapter 25: Wenzheng

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Although Tangtang appeared to have the upper hand, she still glared at Bai Shaozi with a look of resentment, for when the two masters looked up, they were both dumbfounded.
The Bai family had finally fought to reclaim this world, yet now they deeply regretted everything they had done.
"W-what?" Peng Yu’s ears burned, heat spreading across his body, as he tried his best to mask his expression.
Li Weichen’s words were shocking, causing an instant uproar in the hall. The mention of officiating a wedding—Li Weichen certainly knew how to seize an opportunity. Many in the room looked toward Elder Li; everyone in the Tianyan Dynasty knew that while it might not be a powerful place, Elder Li’s word carried weight. If he were to agree, even a princess of the Tianyan Dynasty would have to marry.
Huo Lingfeng, who had been on edge, finally exhaled a deep sigh of relief upon seeing Qinghong emerge safely from the illusion. He slowly unclenched his tightly gripped hands, the sweat in his palms revealing just how worried he had been.
A terrifying sound of air being torn apart echoed, so gruesome that it felt as if the entire space were being shattered; it was a sound of immense violence that chilled the soul.
Mo Xi was truly not easy to ride—damn it, what was there to be curious about? She was the one who had set up Yin Ruojun, so why should she be curious?
"Then why don't you draw my portrait?" Qian Dao Lina said to Na Tie with deep affection.
In the end, a mist of blood rose, and Xiao Han’s body was reduced to a pile of soft flesh on the concrete floor.
Liu Yaoxi had thought he had moved on, but people related to her had once again intruded into his life, and at such a peculiar time and place.
"My wife’s cooking is excellent. Please stop daydreaming," Xu Huinan said, appearing at the kitchen doorway with an empty cup.
The corpse-people were scattered throughout every district of Qingtian City, so from a high vantage point, one could see one heroic explosion after another occurring across the city.

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"Nothing." Xu Huinan walked toward the bathroom after saying this. Ao Jun walked over and sat down beside Ao Xue.
Including Captain Hua, only five soldiers remained alive. Most were wounded, yet their morale remained high.
Wu Tian tried his best to defend himself, but faced with so many opponents, how could they possibly stand a chance?
Zhang Zhetian waved a hand to cut off his flattery, his brow furrowed. He leaned back against the sofa, eyes fixed on the chandelier on the ceiling, as if he could see Wen Ya smiling at him.
Of course, to keep up appearances, we hired workers to clear the wreckage of the Seafood Tower. Watching the workers pry the familiar murals from the walls and toss them into the junk pile, I couldn't help but feel a sour, bitter sensation in my heart.
"Forget it, the Village Chief is a busy man, worrying about the village and the people all day; he has no time for drinking," I replied with a smile.
Ten years of life and death, drifting far apart. Without thinking, yet never forgetting. A lonely grave a thousand miles away, nowhere to speak of my sorrow. Even if we met, you would not recognize me; my face covered in dust, my temples like frost.
Hearing someone outbid him, Ning Zunhu saw it was Yan Le and grew angry, immediately telling Da Hu to raise the sign, bidding eight thousand eight hundred yuan.
Although the position of a telephone editor was insignificant, for Judy, being a telephone editor for a hit show was better than being one for the unpopular "Midnight Ring."
The hunchbacked old man said nothing, merely taking a deep breath before suddenly slamming his fist into Da Ding’s back. Da Ding pitched forward onto the ground, looking disheveled and utterly miserable!
"What? He went to the Public Relations Department?" Zhao Yunchu, who had been keeping a close eye on him, received the news immediately.
"Wuwuwu! Young Master, please don't tease me anymore. I haven't sold a single pair of shoes today; I’ll have to go to bed hungry again tonight." The adorably dim-witted Liu Bei looked pitiful beyond measure.

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It was all because of that traitor Yuan Shu, who caused General Zu Mao to be executed by Hua Xiong, resulting in heavy losses for the Jiangdong troops. Now, Yuan Shu even wanted to steal the credit. The usually composed veteran generals Cheng Pu and Huang Gai were furious.
Bai Feng said with a look of helplessness, "Can you please stop calling me husband?" With that, he put on his shoes and walked straight out of the room.
The masked man did not expect Xie Bi to possess such skill and agility despite being at the end of his rope. Taken aback for a moment, he instinctively raised his sword to parry. After a few exchanges, he felt a cold night breeze on his face and instinctively reached up to wipe it; his veil had been snatched away by Xie Bi.
Mo Langyue glanced at Zhu Yingying and, to everyone's surprise, nodded in agreement. Just a moment ago, he had clearly sensed the fear and anger of the person in his arms; had he not secretly restrained her, she might have acted even sooner than Ding Weihan.
Benchu and Mengde—his ties to these two were far too deep. Yet, it was as if he were cursed by fate; even when he intentionally tried to avoid Mengde, he always ended up seeing him anyway.
As for charging out, the rebel soldiers had just witnessed Ziyi’s divine archery; none dared to block his path, and they scrambled to get out of the way as if fleeing from the King of Hell.
They ordered twelve dishes in total, costing nearly thirty silver coins; the cost of ingredients alone would have been at least twenty. The bottle of wine Wu Kuan had intended to order was priced at twelve silver coins alone. Yet Luo Xingyi stood by the side throughout, his expression unchanging, a faint smile on his face from start to finish.
Yan Shuangyi’s heart, which had been unsettled by nervousness, seemed soothed by his smile, and her pulse slowly returned to a steady rhythm.
After mastering the technique, the interval for switching between the Leopard Form and the Tiger Form shortened from four breaths to two.
Back at the KTV, he had intended to play the role of the oriole behind the mantis, using Wei Feng to crush her spirit, and using Yan Liyue to deal with Wei Feng. Who could have known that they would barely cross paths before Wei Feng and his gang were beaten so badly they were still in the hospital.