Volume 1, Chapter 45: Gentle as Distant Mountains, Clear Countenance Outshining All

He pointed at Shen Qingdai and said, "Let the two of them write first and bring them for me to see. With a steady temperament, the poems they write surely won't be bad."

When the academic officer came over to call her, Shen Qingdai was still somewhat puzzled. A bustling crowd had jammed the front, and she and Fang Zixi had been lingering quite far back; how could it suddenly be her turn?

She had already resigned herself to taking the exam only after everyone else had finished, yet somehow an examiner had singled her out to go inside first.

After the eleventh live broadcast ended, the product catalog updated with a plethora of new items. Unlike before, this new batch did not include any esoteric ancient scriptures, but instead featured a wide array of magical artifacts. Encompassing Daoism, Buddhism, and ghost cultivation, the Underworld Show seemed to be consciously undergoing a certain transformation.

I gave the two of them a triumphant glare. My mood for appreciating the snow was gone, and I prepared to follow Qin Jianghao back home. He tilted his head, reached out to take a skewered snack from my hand, and began to nibble on it. I was utterly delighted.

It is much like a friend saying the word "scram" to you. Knowing they are joking, you naturally take no offense; but if a complete stranger were to hurl that word at you, you would be at each other's throats within a minute.

A jolt ran through Lu Rui's heart. If she were truly going to see Cao Yin, why would he resort to such concealment, and why was his temper so explosive? She withdrew her hand from the door-opening mechanism and decided not to go out just yet.

So-called victors are crowned and losers condemned; this principle holds true in both District Z and District Y. That blonde-haired youth who led the group had also bitten the dust, leaving the remaining two or three players with nothing to do but exchange bewildered glances amidst stealth and invisibility. What should they do next? They were completely at their wits' end.

Bathing in the rain, she carried the bag of cold leftovers down the mountain, tossed it into a trash can, and hailed a taxi to leave.

Only at this very moment did Tang Ye witness the terrifying might of the East Sea. Though some possessed obscure reputations, their combat prowess was peerless. Amidst this grim situation, they shone brilliantly, carving out a bloody path of survival.

"Do you think I would forget? But grievances are matters to be settled one by one. The blood debt of my annihilated clan shall be repaid by your entire Heavenly Demon Ancient Castle. Now, I advise you not to act rashly!" Chen An sneered and spoke. Clearly, Heng Yuxuan's provocation had missed its mark. Chen An's intelligence was strictly proportional to his strength, and he would certainly not fall into his trap.

By this time, those rebel elders and stewards of the Divine Machine Sect had already been captured. As for how to deal with them, that was Zhuge Jinghong's affair, and it was not convenient for outsiders to interfere, while Xu Yang had harvested immense gains.

Lu Xing crawled out of the ventilation shaft. At the back of the Century New Garden building, a battered van had been waiting for him for a long time.

"It doesn't matter, Sisi—I'll just call you that. Tell me about your family situation. You mentioned earlier that you didn't want to go to school anymore; was it because your family has no money?" Wang Xudong turned his head and asked.

Yet in the original course of history, this method actually served a much greater purpose: utilizing those doppelgängers as intelligence agents.

Uncle Chai and the guards had no idea what had happened, but realizing the situation was ominous, they immediately dismounted from their horses and pursued with drawn swords.

"You called the police?" Wang Xudong frowned as he listened to Guo Yu's words, pondering deeply while he asked.

"Young master?" Huzi looked at Yun Chi expectantly, waiting for her order to distribute the water to everyone.

Yue Chu finished speaking and stepped inside first. Ye Xing'er rolled her eyes behind her and followed her in.

It was a rare opportunity, and no one held back. They ordered lavishly, and the price of the red wine they chose even exceeded one hundred thousand.

In fact, I had already caught sight of the student-driver characters pasted on the rear window through the car door, and naturally understood that the driver inside lacked proficiency, which explained why she had failed to make the turn just now.

Jiao An stared at the closed chamber door. This hot water must have been intended for the young General Qin. When this man had returned in the company of his master, he had been carried in a sedan chair, and it was unclear whether his physical condition had taken a turn for the worse.