43: Their feelings for each other are growing increasingly subtle (8)

Ye Xiangwan remained silent, though her previously pale cheeks flushed slightly.

Watching her, Feng Jiniyan suddenly leaned close to her ear, a hint of playful mockery in his tone: "Are you embarrassed? You're so thin-skinned."

Ye Xiangwan let go of his hand without a word, silently straightening her clothes herself, then turned over to face away from him.

"I only pulled your hem just now, I didn't expect you to blush like this..."

"You are the first one—"

Following closely behind Chen Xixiwei, Aiyi entered next. Jumen then followed Aiyi inside, pulling the starship hatch shut behind them.

Lu Shixiu inquired about the market's opening hours, her eyes darting back and forth along the market street as she calculated what time she needed to wake up and how to make preparations.

Seeing the second-tier fiends die a miserable death at the hands of Jiang Shi one after another, the first-tier fiends felt a trace of fear well up in their hearts and stopped in their tracks.

Apart from Qingxuzi and Zhang Yuan, the remaining inner sect disciples all belonged to the Lingyun Realm. Zhang Yuan had made no further progress since entering the tutelage of Yutan, remaining stuck in the Huayan Realm, which was why he had earned the reputation of a good-for-nothing.

At this moment, his heart was filled with hope. Following the establishment of the e-commerce center, both the Taobao and JD.com stores were launched simultaneously, and within just a few days, the order volume had surged astonishingly.

Their attitude toward Yun Qianfan was quite ambiguous at the moment, with many people pinning their hopes on Yun Qianfan's success.

However, his eldest brother Zhao Huairen found him and insisted that he hold a full-month banquet, all for the purpose of keeping it from Zhao Deyu.

Encased in the electric current, the golden glow erupting across Hao Wuqi's body went unnoticed as it enveloped his entire frame at an astonishing speed.

With that, Kang Guangqian swept his gaze across the villagers, seeing them all lower their heads in silence, before he shook his shoulders and returned to his room.

Wu Liang knew at once that they had most likely blocked the distinguished guest the young master was waiting for, and turned back to glance at the young master's gloomy expression.

Seeing Xie Huan like this, Shen Huan narrowed his eyes. Indeed, having stayed by Xie Shaohua's side for so long, her temperament was growing increasingly similar.

Around three o'clock in the morning, Lang Zhan stealthily approached the vicinity of the fishing village where Jin Chengaijia lived. Instead of rushing into the village, he first found a high vantage point about three to four hundred meters from the village entrance, and quietly observed for about a quarter of an hour. Confirming that someone was lurking near the entrance, he decisively chose to leave.

Lang Zhan poked his head out of the water and said, "Remember, no one has ever seen me." With that, he submerged back into the sea and vanished without a trace.

Meanwhile, Song Jun and the others, who had come to the lobby wanting to watch Liu Wei make a fool of himself, were also dumbfounded. Liu Wei was simply too monstrous a freak.

Hilda had precisely seized the moment when Sanctuary had no one of equal status to match her, choosing this exact time to jump out and stir up trouble.

The events that transpired today were far too bizarre. Not just the Holy Ruler, but the entire upper echelon of the Tokyo Area was filled with questions and urgently needed answers.

A side gate was intentionally left open for Shaohua, meaning she could simply enter the manor whenever Mother Zheng sent someone to relay a message.

In the past, she was always the one hunting others down, but now? The tables had turned. Ye Hao stood before her with his arms crossed and legs spread, standing as firm as Mount Tai and exuding such an overwhelming sense of oppression that it made even breathing somewhat difficult for her.

He had agreed to the arranged marriage, and he had agreed to it so readily that Shaohua suddenly felt she was being overly squeamish.

With his supreme talent, he naturally sensed a vague, intangible sword intent—seemingly ethereal, yet seemingly omnipresent.

"This is my jade pendant. If you ever reach Jiangning County, you can look for the Fang residence." Fang Jue's gaze suddenly dimmed; he had no idea what condition the Fang residence was in now, or whether it might be implicated because of him.

Seeing Ye Zuesheng staring blankly at her and her younger sister—especially with that burning gaze, as if he couldn't wait to pounce and devour them whole—

Ascending to the fruit of a Celestial Venerable required serendipity; innate talent alone was not enough to achieve it. In reality, how could anyone who managed to step onto the Imperial Path lack talent?