48 Jealousy

Li Danru glanced up at the two maids who were laughing and playing amidst the piles of dowry items, smiled and shook her head, and continued to carefully inspect the dowry piece by piece. After checking everything, she beckoned the elderly maid in charge of the dowry to ask a few questions before calling out loudly to Zhihong and Doulv, who had already scampered off in the middle of their play, to return to the main courtyard.

Peering through the door curtain at the two maids' attire, Li Danru frowned slightly. Although they were within five degrees of mourning kinship and clearly knew there was a funeral, they were still dressed like this. It seemed her worries of yesterday were not unfounded after all.

"Stop that screaming! One more shriek and I'll kill you first, and then—and then kill you again! Anyway, out here in this desolate wilderness, I, Xu, am afraid of nothing." Hearing those deafening shrieks, Xu Zheng felt an immense surge of satisfaction, though his face remained fierce and murderous as he spoke viciously.

Moreover, compared to the assessment of over a month ago, Li Xiaoyao's cultivation had become significantly more powerful.

"Millie..." Baby was utterly speechless. Having vanished for so many days, she was acting as if nothing had happened at all. Sometimes, she truly admired this optimistic nature of hers.

Gu Tianba's obsession avatar remained seated cross-legged there like a divine statue enveloped in a halo, motionless for millions of years as if it had never stirred at all.

In City B, all of Hua Qian's men had been fully mobilized. Yet, even as the quiet night descended, there was still no news of Bai Yixue.

It was now half-past six in the evening, and guests arriving for the old master's birthday banquet came in an endless stream. They placed their gifts into the hands of the designated members of the Ren family responsible for receiving them, offered a word of congratulations, and then entered the banquet hall.

With that, Song Lingyu pointed not far away, and Xue Shisan fixed his gaze on the spot to see a relatively intact giant boulder inscribed with what appeared to be some faint characters.

After a moment of astonished admiration, she stepped forward and reached out to take Leng Yue's pulse. As she discerned the condition of Leng Yue's pulse, her brows furrowed involuntarily. This was the result of the excessive depletion of inner energy. Bairuobing could not fathom what Leng Yue could possibly have encountered to drive her to nearly exhaust her entire inner energy just to maintain a continuous protection.

With that, he stepped forward, dropped unceremoniously onto the seat opposite the middle-aged man, picked up the wine flask, and poured himself another cup of Five-Flower Brew.

Yunxiu was naturally unwilling to stay, but considering Madam Pei's helpless predicament, she felt that simply remaining behind might not be a bad idea.

Pondering these things, Fu Ke felt a deep and oppressive sense of helplessness in her heart. Yet, as the commanding general, she could not display it; otherwise, the morale of the troops would waver, leading to defeat before a battle was even fought.

Who could have expected Yuanchun to step forward bravely? It was precisely because she offered herself in Yingchun's place that Yingchun suffered such a profound shock, resulting in premature labor.

"Of course not. Huaxian and I refused him flat out on the spot!" Zongyong said. "Then we tried to persuade him to give up the idea, but no matter how Huaxian and I advised her, she remained completely unmoved."

It was just that these eunuchs delivering water had undergone rigorous screening and strict training; spilling water at such a time and place certainly invited suspicion, though there was no evidence to prove they harbored malicious intent.

Trapped within the divine temple, Yuzhou had been scorched by the Vajra arrows, completely draining his magical power so that he could no longer sustain himself. Gazing up at the distant horizon with furrowed brows, Li Jingxiang let out a long, helpless, and anxious sigh of resignation before hoisting the human-shaped Yuzhou onto his shoulders and stumbling toward a sheltered spot.

Lost in absent-minded reverie, she accidentally turned her head and suddenly caught sight of a six-fold floral seal rotating and blooming within the water.

Later on, she defected to the faction of Imperial Noble Consort Zhen, serving at her behest. Having once stood in opposition to Imperial Noble Consort Zhen, how could she not know what kind of person the Consort was? Everyone under Imperial Noble Consort Zhen's command had black hearts and hands stained with blood, let alone Yuanchun, who was an elite among them.

Director Zhao was already terrified out of his wits. His problems went far beyond merely losing his position; if the audit was conducted seriously, it would be a direct ticket to prison.

Yes, he admitted that he had indeed liked her before—liked her face, liked her cold and aloof demeanor toward him, liked how she refused to take him seriously at all, to the point where he was willing to coax her into happiness and even readily agreed the moment she proposed marriage.

"Alright, get up. I will not sit idly by regarding this matter. Since they have already made their move, I cannot fail to respond in kind. Take me to see this Mr. Liu," Chu Feng said.

By the time Lisuge and his two subordinates reached a certain sector of the forest, they already found hundreds of corpses, all of which had been killed by ranged firearms.

"Lord Zeng, is it your turn?" Xing Kuan glanced at Zeng Heling with deep significance. The implication was clear: although he was a top scholar himself, he owed his success somewhat to his auspicious given name, whereas Zeng Heling was different—he was a genuine, legitimate top scholar. If he were to lose to an obscure young newcomer here, he would inevitably become a laughingstock.

As several voices echoed, a thrilled Qin Yuanzhi rushed forward and gave Feng Yi a tight embrace. Countless years had passed, and he was finally released by Feng Yi, an excitement that made him want to plant a kiss on Feng Yi's face.

Without answering, Feng Yi merely left behind a string of hearty laughter. When he returned to the original mountain gate of the Kaitian Sect, Long Wuli, Daolang, and the others were already waiting there.

Without giving Dongfang Mingzhu much time to adjust her emotions, within the space of a single tea ceremony, she had already arrived outside Dongfang Lei's bedchamber.

"Good, you've come at the right time. Let me show you whether my techniques are still practical nowadays," the Wine Immortal said, taking the initiative to attack the eighth-turn True Immortal advancing toward him.

Gu Yanhe rose to his feet and delivered a kick to Cui Fu's body. Cui Fu tumbled to the ground, yet he offered no plea for mercy, merely begging Gu Yanhe to calm his anger.

Because no one had ever cultivated the first Heavenly Dao before, they were all groping their way along the path of the second Heavenly Dao, which explained why there were so many forbidden zones.