Volume 1, Chapter 43: Breaking the Heavenly Secrets to Obtain the Secret!

Previously, he had already gathered enough nourishing medicinal Qi for himself. Yet, he had always been wary of the so-called heavenly tribulation, for countless people had perished in body and soul after rashly and forcefully trying to breakthrough their realms! But now, with Senior Brother Qin's words to reassure him, he felt a measure of confidence in his heart!

Three individuals in stylish attire stepped out of the airliner's first-class cabin. A dedicated luxury commercial vehicle and a driver were already waiting for them. The driver loaded their luggage, the three got into the vehicle, and amidst countless envious gazes, the luxury car drove out of the airport.

Murong Jiu was now in a position where he had to swallow his bitterness, unable to voice his plight; he was far from being as calm, composed, and carefree as he appeared. Indeed, whether it was the backlash of internal energy or retrieving objects with internal energy, these were the most fundamental abilities mastered after one's internal cultivation became profound, foundational enough to be almost on par with projecting internal energy outward.

If the blood on his right hand were washed clean, one could even see that Murong Jiu's right hand was beginning to resemble the shape of a dragon's claw.

Upon hearing this, Liu Changping began to kowtow even more frantically, striking his head against the ground with resounding thuds, as if he were throwing his life away.

In his past life, there had been no such incident where his father was targeted by Third Madam Liu. Thinking about it, it was only natural: in his past life, the family lived in utter misery, and his father had been weathered and worn like an old man, his once-handsome face long since marred by wind and frost, looking like a beggar—how could he possibly have caught the eye of Third Madam Liu?

In the past, it was to take care of Yuanyuan, but now Yuanyuan is older and has you looking after her, so we can rest easy. Your uncle and I want to take advantage of our youth to go out, see the world, and make one final effort to forge our own path.

Li Ruoruo understood immediately that she might have been exposed, but the next moment, thinking of the Gu worm she had planted inside Cheng Niuniu's body, she was not all that frightened anymore.

Regardless of what kind of person this fellow would turn out to be in the future, whether good or bad, or how people spoke of him, based solely on his present words, Zhang Muliu felt that he was well worthy of the tears Shi Jiaming had wept in his heart that night.

"Oh? How does this young master know about this place? But you cannot go there; the master of that place forbids men to enter the villa, and anyone who disobeys will be executed without mercy..." Shui Xiangdie was halfway through her sentence when it suddenly dawned on her that if it were Murong Jiu, given his martial arts, he would hardly be in any danger.

At this moment, it was a desolate expanse surrounded by blazing flames, with fire spreading everywhere and the air between heaven and earth intensely scorching.

In the capital's Young Marshal's Mansion, Feng Yong had just woken up! Having nothing much to do lately, he had some free time and had returned home early. Spending every day pondering with his two wives on how to conceive an heir, he inevitably felt somewhat fatigued.

"In Your Highness's opinion, when would it be appropriate for this subject to return to Sichuan to garrison the troops?" General Wang Jian asked.

I immediately turned around and asked Liu Longting what he meant. Since I hadn't given it to him, why did he throw my things away and tell him to pick them back up for me?

Chen Yu's gaze was grim, and his fingers suddenly flicked slightly. A wispy spiritual imprint silently flew out, landing on Wu Mingsong and that arrogant young master.

Bai Shao, who had remained completely calm throughout the previous seven days, suddenly grew nervous as the horse gradually approached Xiyang County.

Moreover, she could clearly tell that Mu Yushan's gaze toward Feng Chen was filled with affection—of this, she was deeply convinced.

"Third Brother, don't blame your younger brother for being heartless. After all, that is our father. How can I, as a son, just watch our own father perish in such an unclear manner?" Bai Chuanqiong said to Bai Chuanbo with a forced, joyless smile.

Bai Chuanbo finally understood. He helped Madam Liu up, seated her in a large armchair to the side, and let her lean against the back of the chair.

Oh dear me, I'm dizzy! I had already written this chapter long ago, but somehow failed to publish it and left it sitting in the drafts! Pregnancy makes you slow for three years?

From this, it was evident that the bracelet had definitely been worn for quite some time, and Zhang Lanfen probably hadn't lied—this truly was her dowry from back then.