Chapter 60 He Missed Her Too

Tch, though she was being a bit dramatic, she was definitely speaking the truth. What a pity that some people were blind and deaf to reason, refusing to take anything in.

"Faithful words are harsh to the ear. Since Your Highness does not wish to hear them, I shall say no more."

Yin Jiaojiao turned her head sharply, her hair brushing against Xiao Yuanchi's nose and releasing a faint scent of medicinal herbs. Although the wound on her shoulder had mostly healed, it still required dressing, and she had to take her prescribed herbal decoction every day. To be able to bound around with such vitality while carrying such a sickly frame was, to say the least, quite a talent.

Xiao Yuanchi murmured softly beside her ear: "Say no more? You went to all this trouble just to see me, only to lodge a complaint against Xuezhi? Is the Princess Consort's sense of righteousness truly so petty?"

This served to remind Yin Jiaojiao...

An array of dazzling magical treasures and talismans gleamed brightly inside the shops, accompanied by an endless stream of bargaining voices.

Wu Qimai was startled and hurriedly asked, "Second Brother, what are you planning to do?" He was genuinely afraid that Aguda would say he was going to lead troops to attack Yelu Yanxi.

Seeing that Zhu Tong was wearing official attire, the burly man shouted, "A running dog of an official has come just in time! Taste your grandfather's axe!" With that, he brought the axe down in a crushing blow akin to Mount Tai. Zhu Tong hastily raised his weapon to parry, only to feel an immense force that nearly crushed him. His broadsword was driven downward, and he barely managed to block the strike while half-crouching.

"Really?" Regardless of whether Liu Yaoxi's words were true or false, Xia Mengyou looked at him and asked.

Therefore, he decided to maintain his identity as a righteous cultivator. While being an elder of the Spirit Light Sect was insignificant among the hundreds of nations in the Northern Region, within the Cangfeng Kingdom, he was undoubtedly a powerhouse at the absolute pinnacle. Cultivating Wei Qiang was precisely a reflection of building and expanding this identity.

Moreover, her own observations and extraordinary sharpness constantly reminded her that the man before her was no longer the inexperienced, wisdom-driven youth of years past.

Across the various peaks of the Spirit Light Sect, there were no fewer than three thousand cultivators in the Qi Refining realm, and nearly ten thousand uninitiated errand disciples. Most of them carried a standard-issue magical sword uniformly issued by the sect's artifact-crafting workshop. Within the workshop itself, finished magical swords crafted to perfection were countless.

The rain was simply too heavy. Yu Zi managed to open her eyes slightly, gazing at her elderly father who was drenched from head to toe and swaying in the fierce wind. Her heart ached terribly, and she could not help thinking: Father is already old. If he continues to be drenched like this, he will inevitably fall ill. What, what, what am I to do?

"The number of Yijia oil shops has now exceeded three hundred and fifty, and more than thirty Qionglou pavilions have been opened. While our workforce for the middle and lower tiers is still adequate, among those serving as senior managers or association leaders along the way, both their capability and caliber remain insufficient.

***

After I was carved into ten pieces by villains in the Cave of Villains, I woke up to find Big Brother Lu Pan sitting by the bed, holding my hand and offering affectionate, earnest instructions.

"Damn, so many martial artists at the ninth stage of the Profound Spirit realm? This is going to be a bit troublesome!" Not far away, Ye Wanhua could not help exclaiming in surprise upon seeing this scene.

Seeing the Nine-Treasure Exquisite Pagoda, Long Yuntian felt a shock in his heart. He had only ever heard legends of this treasure and had never laid eyes on it. Rumored to be Long Zhiru's ultimate treasure, she rarely used it. He never expected that she would now take it out as a gift to Qingrou. Qingrou knew that Long Zhiru was trying to clear away the estrangement between them, and at this moment, she had no choice but to accept the treasure.

Big Brother Lu Pan was usually rigorous and modest in his demeanor, never easily making enemies, and approached his work with meticulous diligence. Aside from receiving outside controversy regarding his relationship with the King of Hell, he enjoyed immense prestige and overwhelming support among the common people. Thinking hard about it, I truly could not find a single enemy of his.

"Who goes there?" Jiu Feng also looked around with a solemn expression. Even he had failed to detect where this person was, which was enough to show how formidable the adversary must be.

Let alone the fact that the chance of fighting to the bitter end and surviving the crisis was exceedingly slim. After all, following the previous battle, nearly all the supreme-tier sects would surely wish to put the Xiaoyao Sect to death, leaving absolutely no possibility of letting them off.

High in the sky, a spear-wielding young man with an arrogant and domineering expression rode alone atop a Gale Tiger, gazing toward the approaching peaks of Bathing Blood Mountain and muttering softly to himself.

Cultivation, after all, should strike a balance between tension and relaxation, combining labor with leisure. Proper rest is merely meant to better pursue cultivation.

Old Third Tie's attitude toward him had softened considerably. Believing that the youth had been abused by the Khitans, he naively assumed they were naturally on the same side.

Before leaving, Ouba had also told Li Jiang about his main base in the Dragon Trace Continent. After half a day of flight, Li Jiang arrived above an expansive sea, in the middle of which lay a massive island.

The First Prince was only half a year older than Li Zhao, yet he stood a full head taller and was much sturdier. When Li Zhao looked toward him, the gloating expression on the prince's face had not yet faded in time, and it was caught clearly in the eyes of those present.

The old man attached great importance to Li Chongguang's sudden appearance, sensing that a mysterious entity was right beside him. Who could have imagined that in the blink of an eye, he would see Du Yunfeng dragging Daoist Mingwei right before him?

"Then why did those demons you dispatched all assume that the Gate of the Demon Realm was a passage connecting the two realms?" Otherwise, Zichen would not have risked his life so desperately to open the gate.

Yet at this moment, Du Yunfeng suddenly realized he could move. Without hesitation, he stepped in front of A Li, glaring fiercely at the Venerable-realm cultivator.

***

The old house back home had been washed away and collapsed by the flood, and according to his original plans, he had not intended to rebuild it. He would simply take his aging mother to live with him, cutting off all ties with Shuidong Village.

However, Su Jinman did not dare to stare for long. At this moment, the gaze she directed toward Noble Consort Cao held a mixture of awe and fear—though this was not her true sentiment, it was the appropriate reaction for the current setting.

Hearing this, the God of War's face darkened, and he let out a disgruntled hum without saying much more. After all, a loss was a loss, and this dark chapter in his history could never be denied away.

Before he could hit the ground, several blinding red rays flashed and struck him directly. His figure flickered, and suddenly multiple overlapping shadows appeared around him, hinting at an impending separation of his soul.

Though the Blood Infant felt a pang of reluctance in his heart, he was still able to distinguish matters of priority. Moreover, the Yin Qi on his own body was extremely heavy, and staying with his mother for too long would only end up harming her.

Max led Fan Yanyan to another cultivation chamber. This room contained only a single culture medium—a giant transparent glass container where nutrient solution enveloped a brain resembling a gigantic walnut, its surface veins and blood vessels clearly visible, looking remarkably young and vibrant.

If she did not act this way, Shen Mingxiang would grow suspicious of her. What she needed to do now was undoubtedly to sever any connection between herself and Gu Qiaoqiao, making Shen Mingxiang believe that everything Gu Qiaoqiao had done was entirely her own doing and had nothing to do with her.

She would lose a life of comfort and superiority, and she would never again encounter a man more powerful and yet so devoted to her. She would be doomed to wander the martial arts world as an outcast, forever denied a single day of peace, even with wealth and influence at her disposal.

This person spoke with absolute a lack of decency, leaving Xuan Che feeling intensely irritated. He had intended to come out and find a gift for Ding Jiuxi; in the event that Ding Yin expelled him from the Ding estate, this gift could at least remain with Ding Jiuxi as a memento.

Even when Mu Qingsu originally heard that Ji Weiwei had been taken to the Underground City, he had not been this shocked. Instead, he had nonchalantly told the person to 'transfer' Ji Weiwei over to him directly.