Chapter 17: The Ancient City of She County

Cheng Yubai searched for nearly a dozen minutes. From the photos and videos shared by netizens, it was indeed a self-driving route filled with thrilling adventure and breathtaking scenery.

Cheng Yubai was filled with anticipation. [What day do you want to go?]

Jiang Yuan: [My mother and your uncle are both going. We mainly want to visit Baiji Village to buy some sweet potatoes grown high in the mountains, then dry them ourselves and make a short video. We haven’t decided on the exact date yet, but it will probably be in a few days. Are you coming?]

Cheng Yubai: [

“It’ll be easy enough as long as we can lure him here. Leave the rest to me.” Angus took off his clothes as he spoke.

Tang Ze drew the long saber from his waist in one swift motion, channeling into it the spiritual energy that drove the Mountain-Shaking Sword Art while incorporating the force-generating techniques of Xingyi Cannon Fist as well.

He had slept beside Brother Hao so many times that even he could no longer remember the number, but today felt somewhat different. Perhaps it was because they had all grown up. No matter how close they were, they could no longer cling to one another day and night as they had in the past.

“ Sizzle!” A soft sound rang out as steaming-hot rapeseed oil was poured over the dish, and a slightly pungent fragrance immediately rose into the air.

No matter how outstanding anyone else might be, she was the only one in his heart. For the rest of his life, his feelings would never change.

At least, at the final moment of his strength, he had managed to seal Orochimaru, Sasuke’s greatest threat.

In the later stages of Naruto, Susanoo represented the ultimate height of genjutsu. Its terrifying power was so immense that it could rival the tailed beasts.

Upon closer inspection, one would discover that this “young man” wore a blood-red silk robe. His entire face was deathly pale, utterly devoid of color, yet his skin was crystalline and lustrous. His long hair streamed in the wind, giving him the appearance of an elegant and beautiful youth.

The results of Chu Tianxiao’s campaign were simply too astonishing… Since they were unprecedented achievements, would it really be excessive to proclaim his favor through unprecedented rewards?

And when they considered that a formidable enemy was now at their gates, the hearts of the Hidden Sect’s powerful figures were instantly filled with despair.

The sobbing grew more and more vigorous. It infuriated me so much. Ye Hongling, why is my mother crouched beneath my window, crying?

Luxurious carriages and fine horses passed endlessly along the streets. Teahouses, taverns, pawnshops, and workshops stood on either side, while rows of buildings crowded together in orderly succession. Within the shops, silks and brocades, jewelry, and fragrant spices dazzled the eye.

“Mother liked dropping me at the foot of the mountain. Every time she changed the mechanisms, I had no choice but to make my way through alone. She trained me for so many years, so of course I know.” His expression held a composure far beyond his years. As he continued walking forward, Chu Si seemed to understand where the scars on his body had come from.

Watching Yuan Wanzhen remain calm as ever, Murong Ce slowly curved his lips into a smile. There was no warmth in it, making him impossible to read.

Although Xu Zhelun had forgotten Jian Tong, certain habits of daily life would follow a person like a shadow, influencing them for an entire lifetime.

Zhen Tianjingchang looked into the enormous pit and, as expected, saw some of the distinctive remains of the Centipede Clan, along with traces of lingering poisonous gas.

The moment Yu Manting finished speaking, Yi Jin’s phone, lying on the table, suddenly rang. I do not know why—I had barely noticed it at first, but when the call continued ringing without pause, I reached out to answer it.

Deep within Duke Su’s residence, in a secluded and shadowy room, candles had already been lit even though it was not yet the Hour of the Rooster.

Jiang Hua and I had not yet held our wedding banquet. His mother believed that failing to hold one would be improper, so she asked us to stay behind for a few days to make preparations and invite Jiang family relatives and friends over for a meal.

Chu Si admired her loyalty, but her heart felt heavy. Could things truly be that serious? He had still been joking with her beside the cliff that day. How could he have suddenly shut himself away and refused to see anyone?

Whenever she spoke, she still habitually smiled first. Yet those smiles were no longer like the ones in the past. They no longer reached her eyes or made people feel that she was smiling from the heart.