Volume One, Chapter 25: Is This Woman Really That Skilled?

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Upon reaching the location mentioned by Zhu Lizhen, Su Qiuyu pulled out the car key and ran toward the hillside on her right. Considering the potential danger today, she had worn a thin hooded cardigan sweatshirt and tapered outdoor pants. This choice now proved wise.

Among the trees on the hillside, autumn’s colors were vivid, a carpet of withered golden leaves spread beneath her feet. Her upper garment was charcoal gray, and her lower half clad in forest green, making her overall appearance quite subdued. Yet, the knight’s helmet on her head made her conspicuously noticeable.

Zhou Chenbo’s car arrived at the predetermined spot meant to block her path. He told the driver to wait, grabbed his phone, and stepped out. Ahead, the straight road was entirely visible, with only three mountain bikers clad in professional gear.

“You worthless loser, so unfilial, how dare you even kick your elders and cause trouble at their home! No discipline at all, truly a child born without guidance!” Shui Qin, who had been hiding behind, now saw Shui Yiren kicking someone and thought she had caught her in the act, stepping forward to scold disdainfully.

Listening to Hei Yuan’s domineering tone, Elder Su slowly muttered words that darkened Hei Yuan’s expression further: “Considering your striking beauty, which suits my aesthetic, I’ve decided that when I treat you ‘well’ from now on, I’ll be gentler, so you won’t run away. That would be unfortunate, wouldn’t it?”

Just now, she had taken the opportunity while Lin Zhousi was distracted to return the bank card.

As she ran in this direction, she watched with wide eyes as Changsun Chulan vanished without even greeting her—a sight that only fueled Liu Wanting’s already fiery temper, making it impossible for her to stay calm.

Zhong Xingyue, unfamiliar with anyone here and not the type to be impatient with solitude, obediently stayed in her own seat, closing her eyes to rest.

“The Dongfang family…” Cheng Xian nodded slowly, indicating he was somewhat knowledgeable about their affairs.

“Go prepare some nourishing soup. When the prince wakes up, we’ll give it to him,” Mu Ling quietly stood up, careful not to disturb Beiming Yuan.

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“Second sister-in-law, I didn’t mean that. She’s only a child. How could I have any other thoughts about her?” Jiang Zhi almost lost his temper as he looked at Rong Xi’s wolf-like suspicious gaze and these accusations.

“Be good, go back to sleep. You’ll feel better after you rest,” Huang Rong said, trying to help Guo Jing back to the previous bedroom.

“I’m fine. Get out right now!” Lin Xu suddenly straightened up from reclining by the bedside, pointing toward the door and shouting at Guan Luoyu. Yet, this sudden movement made him dizzy, and his body swayed involuntarily.

No matter what Consort Wei and Lady Zuo said now, he would adamantly deny it.

“Why drag Mo Hualun into this?” Suddenly mentioning Mo Hualun, Chu Qianyang felt a bit embarrassed, pouting subtly. There was still a long way ahead; she wasn’t used to it yet.

This was the scent of dragon’s blood amber—though a precious fragrance, never burned like this.

At that moment, an unexpected change occurred. A bolt of lightning whistled through the air; everyone looked up to see Yue Xing had made a move.

Hearing Qingyang’s words beside him, Lin Xu was surprised at how meticulously the Wudang sect leader had planned this, even Huang Rong was involved, and he had dispatched his most trusted disciple, Shen Chenfu, to protect them.

“But you’re right. He’s already used weapons, and I can only block with my flesh and blood—reckless indeed,” said Young Master Wu softly after some thought.

Holding such leverage, she was able to force Gu Qingwei to hand over the portrait of Princess Yongchang and threaten her into silence about the matter.

“Congratulations!” Chen Naimo said quietly, his face indifferent but his eyes reflecting something else.

“There’s even a north-south and east-west split in the underworld!” Yun Han said irritably, pulling the old gentleman and trying to get him to leave first, but the old man replied that the world was so vast; if someone wanted trouble, where could they run? This left Yun Han speechless.

The move “Reed Flower Flying Wings” was delivered with overwhelming force by Ba Shisi. When Tang Lichuan caught the sword, he stepped back four or five paces. Looking up now, he had no way to counterattack, so instinctively he closed the sword, took another step back, then leapt forward at an angle toward Ba Shisi.

Pondering briefly, his hand pressed on the plate, shaking it to crush the meat into a paste, then controlled the paste to feed it into Tiesheng’s mouth.

Ji Qianchen nodded slightly, satisfied that this head of Jincheng had not betrayed his talent in the art of yin and yang.

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Luo Yingyun twitched at the corner of her eye. This was useless? Fine, she had to admit that General Meng was neither a gentleman nor a good man. He was skilled in military strategy but stubbornly single-minded when it came to the empire’s matters.

At this moment, he almost felt grateful to Du Tianya. If not for her persistent interference, he might never have realized that this princess was the only true soulmate he had been waiting for all his life.

He remained silent, merely looking down at me without that cynical smile on his lips.

The blouse perfectly revealed the body’s curves. Full sleeves. A belt of light encasing everything. Then a splendid skirt composed of multiple overlapping layers of light-trimmed fabric. After all this appeared, the crescent-shaped hair ornament decorating Mei Jiu’s hair emitted a dazzling glow.

So how did he know about the blood sacrifice? Why did his family have paper dolls? Why did he know to use soul substitution?

With that kind of understanding of Zhelan and Zhuxuan, this was likely a test designed to kill two birds with one stone. But how exactly it would unfold, she couldn’t yet tell.

Grandfather looked at Ye Xingxing, regretting that he had left her to grow up among humans rather than taking her away. At the time, however, he had no way to take her—taking her would have been tantamount to sending her to her death.

As Liu Ling and the others navigated through the poisonous mist, a fierce wave of battle energy suddenly surged not far ahead.

Zhelan: Do you think the four words “a blue sky” still carry weight under the influence of Bai Lan’s popular award?

The enticing aroma of meat wafted softly inside the shallow cave. Mu Chen swallowed his saliva, looking at his creation with satisfaction—it seemed quite good.

“Hi!” Gao Qiuyue still wore a high ponytail, which made her already tall frame appear even taller.