Chapter Eighty-Nine: First Love Is Irresistibly Teasing

When the grade-level beast horde spotted him, they were about to lift their heads and roar, but a flash of light flickered across the Bright Emperor Belt at Ye Chen’s waist. The Undying Black Phoenix appeared out of thin air and opened its beak to spew a sheet of fire downward.

A cultivator. Since the path of cultivation is a laborious one, Yang Tian had far too many matters to attend to. Left with no choice, the matter was thus settled, and he slowly walked toward the elders of the Nine Profound Sect.

Ahead of those four stood the prodigies of the four foremost sects, and at their front were, unmistakably, Dongfang Yu, Huo Rong’er, Xue Ying’er, and Yuchi Long, all of whom had once crossed paths with Yang Tian.

“Weak guard? The Kingdom of Wei has coveted the Kingdom of Wei for no day or two; how could they be satisfied with a weak guard? Once the army marches straight in, the Kingdom of Wei will surely fall. What weak guard can there be?” The Grand Tutor, who had been kneeling in homage, was unwilling to accept it. Hearing that the war was to continue, he immediately found the flaw in Yang Qifeng’s words and spoke up to refute him.

To curry favor with a city of summons naturally brought immense benefits, especially for these people, who were all within the summoning range of the Dark Moon Summoning City. If the two deputy city lords were pleased and tilted some resources toward those they sent into the city, it would be a tremendous boon indeed.

The battle raged fiercely on. Scorching flames howled across the sky, while cold air blanketed the world. Sharp arrows swept through like a storm, and all manner of clamorous shouts rang out across the battlefield. Every player of the Crimson Crossrose gave themselves wholly to the fight, striving to do their part.

By now, even Chu Xuan was fretting over a mere packet of black powder. Such a thing sold on the market for less than one gold coin.

A cold glint flashed through Wang Mo’s eyes. He had not forgotten what and who had caused all this. Put another way, even without Aragon’s matter, Wang Mo would no longer tolerate certain people running wild. It was time for the human kingdom to change.

“Yes, Master!” The eunuch kowtowed heavily to show that he understood, then rose and, with bent back, slowly made his way out of the sleeping chamber.

Just as Yang Qifeng was sighing, the scenery all around began to warp, and the sky was torn apart.

Before arriving in this world, Cang Jiuyao had never felt that trust was such a precious thing.

“Young Master, if you still refuse to cooperate, we shall have no choice but to be rude to you.” The ghost soldiers at least knew to use courtesy before force.

“Husband, I… love you.” She wrapped her arms around her husband’s neck and whispered her feelings into his ear. She had kept him waiting for so long that her heart ached for him terribly.

Now, An Huiru had completely slimmed down. The thinner An Huiru was a dazzling beauty, leaving the many young ladies who had once mocked her utterly astonished. This also made Princess Chang of Pinghu think even more highly of A Jiu, so when A Jiu asked to come and see her examination off, the princess readily allowed it.

Ming Hanfeng had gone too long without any carnal indulgence. This time, being intimate with Yun Zhu left his famed self-control in complete ruin. He directly shoved her down upon the sea of irises; his waterfall-dark hair fell straight down, scattering across Yun Zhu’s chest and tangling with her own strands, almost suggestive of a fated binding of hair.

The driver now only hoped not to be dragged into too much trouble. However much one might argue, the accident was not his fault, yet the instant a car struck a person, he still felt guilty by nature.

“Come, sit down first. I saw what just happened. Would you like me to call an ambulance?” Since he had already helped the person over, he naturally had to offer a proper word of concern.

Yun Zhu raised a brow in surprise. It seemed this assassination had been planned long ago; otherwise they would not have even laid out a formation as forbidding as spatial confinement. But… how did the assassin know she would definitely pass this way?

Princess Consort of the Yu Prince let out a fierce sigh of relief, pretending not to hear Madam Gu’s complaints, only hoping that today would pass quickly.

After Shen Zhao’s death, one had to see his head and corpse with one’s own eyes, lest the Duke of Shen and the others tamper with matters in secret.

Prosperity and Splendor could be said to have been the source of most of her later fortune, and Xiang Zhuyuan had even privately given it to her as part of her dowry.

“If Senior does not trust me, then forget it…” Mu Qiu shook his head and was about to return the storage ring.

Seeing this, Aunt Sun hurried forward to take the eldest young master’s outer robe and immediately said, “Eldest Young Master, Second Young Master has risen…” Aunt Sun looked toward the eldest young master’s neck, as if something had appeared there.

Fortunately, he had just returned to Qing County to finish matters for the Grand Completion Society’s Jiangnan branch and execute a few of the ringleaders.

“Wuwuwu…” After standing in silence for a moment, watching her departing figure, Lei Musi noticed the water had boiled and the kettle was humming. He turned around, took the kettle down, and put out the fire.

“Blood Without Soul, last time I let you slip away by luck. I never thought you would dare to come wreak havoc at the Clear Void Gate.” After a loud crash, a teasing voice sounded beside Min Lian.

The guards would never risk letting her in without a clear explanation, so she ceased paying them any mind.

As someone standing at the summit of society, Song Liang understood that he had to remain calm at every moment, because those venomous snakes hidden in dark corners were always waiting for the instant he relaxed, ready to deal him a fatal blow.

Although Mu Yunyan had not received a definite answer from the system, she was still happy, because this meant there was still hope. Perhaps she might truly get to see him again, would she not?

Tang Feng guessed that this must have been due to the vital essence the Medicine King Cauldron had infused into his body. Though it felt slight, in truth it was equivalent to a full year of cultivation.

A greedy look flashed in the eyes of this heavenly immortal, and he grinned savagely. With repeated strikes, he sent Ye Jin tumbling wildly through the air. In an instant, Ye Jin was beaten until he had no strength to fight back.

The car stopped at the hospital entrance. Ye Xiangwan flung out a large bill, not even waiting for change, and rushed straight out of the car.

Xin Yi nodded. The only reason she nodded was that his expression was grave. In her heart, she rolled her eyes. He had said so many things—how was she supposed to know which one he meant?

After leaving the club, Xi Xiangdong drank a little water in the car and rolled down the window to clear away the smell of liquor. Only then did he pick up his phone, about to call Shen Ke back, when a text message suddenly came in.

Thus, the people of the Yin clan began to settle for the next best thing, gathering the cold fires of utmost yin and utmost chill from between heaven and earth, hoping that by fusing them they might once again evolve into the Profound Yin Cold Flame and restore the clan’s former glory.