Volume 1, Chapter 31: A Preference for Confrontation

Just as Jiumu was wondering how to dismiss Madam Li, Madam Luo announced the start of the banquet. Sitting in a great hall decorated with chrysanthemums, surrounded by strangers sipping chrysanthemum tea and engaging in pretentious small talk, Jiumu found the entire affair utterly dull.

"Self... self-repair! How is that possible!" Xue Yu's horrified gaze turned completely bewildered. In his understanding, only that supreme bloodline possessed the ability to achieve a state of self-repair.

Although Chen Yun was immune to the toxic mist, he struggled to defend against such intense physical attacks, and his body was already marked by several bleeding gashes.

Every contestant immediately set down their engraving tools. Even those who had not yet finished complied obediently; none dared to act insolently in front of Ivan.

The sea breeze blew gently, carrying a faint scent of brine, yet for some reason, it inexplicably brought a sense of calm to Xia Yiruo’s heart.

"That... no, something is coming!" Xing Tian was about to say something when he suddenly sensed a commotion in the distance and became alert.

Ashina Yugu, however, truly possessed some skill; he grabbed the tip of the spear, yanked it outward with force, and spurred his horse away.

"Since Liu Baozhi refuses to play fair, then do whatever you must; don't indulge him any further," Dong Ye replied in a flat tone.

"Lu, Lu Feng? He is Xiu Feng?" Chen Junjie was utterly shocked. It was a fact that his former sworn brother, Lu Feng, had ascended to the Asura tribe, but he had never imagined he would also be the supreme ruler of that tribe. Fate plays strange tricks, appearing everywhere. Would they truly have to face each other as enemies in the future?

A roar of this magnitude could only come from a massive beast—a behemoth even larger than itself.

When Liu Ting was four, Liu Haiguang lost a leg in a car accident. From then on, he gave up the idea of driving long-distance, spending his days at home drinking in gloom or playing mahjong and video games with the local loafers.

Faced with Mu Chun's question, which was clearly asked despite knowing the answer, Bai Lu was furious but didn't know how to express it.

Even Yu Zehai had to admit that someone like Zhou Tong, who had switched cultivation methods and started over, yet managed to return to his former level in such a short time, was a true genius.

Yet, helplessly, this joke—which was even more absurd than a joke—was indeed a fact, and a fact supported by irrefutable evidence.

Hearing this, everyone nodded slightly. Although they were a bit surprised by Bai Wuyan’s assessment, they deeply agreed with what he had said.

Registering their marriage was such a significant milestone that she felt it necessary to share the news, especially with her fans, who had always been deeply concerned about when she and Mo Nanting would get married.

"It’s the New Year; I gave Mu Chun a red envelope. Is there a problem with that?" Hao Xian asked righteously.

It’s just that... Consort Xian rubbed her temples. Why was her head so dizzy and heavy today? Could it really be that she hadn't been resting well lately?

"You still haven't answered me: why are you here?" Feng Guang observed her surroundings from the corner of her eye, looking for anything she could use for self-defense.

At Mingcheng Linwan, as soon as dinner time arrived, Mo Nanting had the servants prepare various ingredients and hot pot supplies, marking the liveliest evening the residence had seen since they moved in.

Zhang Dehan stood frozen in place, stunned. In his view, Wei Ru was indeed one of the leading authorities in Western medicine in Linjiang City, holding a status far higher than his own, but that was no reason to look down on others so dismissively.

Liu Shuang’er could now understand why Professor Luo liked Su Bei so much. Problems that seemed so difficult in her eyes were answered by Su Bei without even a moment’s hesitation.