Volume One, Chapter 24: A Pair of Ill-Fated Sisters

Beneath the surface of this apparent calm, however, lay a multitude of crises. The townspeople who usually stopped by the Wan residence to offer greetings were today giving it a wide berth, all instinctively avoiding trouble despite not knowing exactly what had happened at the Cao Gang the day before.

The Qin University Piano Club, known as the "Ice Spring Piano Society," is a highly renowned organization. It consists of four departments: Activities, Research, Administration, and Finance. It holds regular salons and hosts two major concerts annually—one featuring classical music and the other popular music.

The expansion of the universe since the "Big Bang" singularity—these conclusions and processes were not revealed by physics, but by mathematics.

Qin Zhi was truly astonished. It was no wonder Jian Chi had never been able to let go of Rong Xi. At the very peak of their romance, this person had essentially stabbed Jian Chi in the back, nearly ending her life before vanishing into thin air. How could anyone not have vivid, stinging memories of such an act?

The gargantuan Kobaro let out a muffled roar from its two massive maws, shaking the surrounding dense darkness and whipping up terrifying tides.

While helping Yun Meng smooth out her somewhat chaotic information flow and recording her biological structure, Yun Meng suddenly opened her eyes.

Lambofis pulled a black cube, resembling a Rubik's cube and covered in intricate ritual patterns, from his robe. He injected a large amount of cyan-green mist into the black cube, which then released numerous glowing chains of ritual script that began to rotate around it.

Luo Cheng then slowed the car. Gu Aotian crouched on the roof, estimated the distance, and then, with all his might, hurled the bucket in his hand forward.

Chen Chuan’s development did not rely on such things; he relied on praying for good luck and hoping for valuable items from system gift packs.

Jian Chi stared at Qin Zhi in disbelief. She remembered not having given him an answer yet—how had he already taken it upon himself to define their relationship?

"We can't sign it. You must realize we were just penalized. Didn't you read the notice?" Titch replied discouragingly.

Xiao Yi’s words had placed the entire burden of pressure on Fremantle. Whether to maliciously provoke a conflict now rested on his single word.

Boss Zhong had come to vent his grievances to Lin Su. Now that he had finished pouring out his heart, his appetite suddenly surged. He buried his head into his bowl, devouring the rabbit meat as if it were a delicacy.

Furthermore, during the incident at the Demon Locking Tower, the Kunlun Sect Leader, Ling Xuzi, had not made things difficult for him or Xue Shiqing. Therefore, Li Tianfeng did not wish to come into conflict with Kunlun unless absolutely necessary.

Having stood tall for centuries, the Blood Fortress had become, in the eyes of the Black Rock people, an impregnable stronghold, leading to a kind of blind faith in its invincibility.

"Since I can't afford to pay, what am I afraid of? One doesn't fear more lice when already covered in them, and one doesn't worry about famine when already starving. Let it be added to the tab!" Yue Xuanyuan said with righteous flair, leaning back in the carriage and closing his eyes to rest.

Just then, another series of sounds of air being torn apart echoed from the outskirts of the Blood Refining Forest. Throughout the battle, many people had been joining the fray one after another, but the scale of this sound suggested a large number of arrivals. Many combatants, even while fighting, turned their heads to look behind them.

Finally, I would like to thank my editor, Bo Han, for providing me with meticulous guidance and care throughout the writing process.

"Very well. As long as you have made up your mind, there is no shame in admitting defeat!" Ouyang Tianyu said to Feng Chuyue.

Antiques, antiques... Zhang Qianfa racked his brains and spent a fortune at the city's antique market to buy a set of commemorative coins from the founding of the People's Republic of China. It was the only set on the entire antique street, and it was said that only two hundred such sets existed in the whole country, making them far more valuable than ancient currency.

I took several deep breaths to steady myself. Watching others go, I hadn't felt this nervous, but when it was finally my turn, my heart began to race uncontrollably.

Lan Duoduo tossed and turned under the covers, unable to sleep. She was clean and refreshed, but her stomach felt hollow and uncomfortable. For some reason, she was reminded of the nights she had spent searching for the kitchen when she was under Luo Yun’s care.

As the Black Python Boa lunged, Ye Xiaoxi summoned a pair of Vermillion Bird Rings, shielding herself and assuming an offensive stance.

"What are you doing here if you aren't a cultivator? A 'guardian of the flowers' needs some strength, doesn't he? Hahaha." The entire hall erupted into laughter.

Although the white, tender back of her hand had been treated with medicine, the red welts remained clearly visible, and the broken skin promised significant pain once the numbness of the winter cold wore off. "If the wound isn't covered, it's easily bumped. Be good, let me wrap it." She then signaled for Li Wu to proceed.

It was a handsome face. Perhaps because he often wore a cloak, away from the sunlight, his skin appeared a sickly, pale white. As his dark hair fell, his crimson lips parted slightly, and a trickle of blood escaped the corner of his mouth.

Luo Yun did not struggle, but instead stared steadily at Lan Duoduo, who was pressed against him, her face mere inches from his own.

Unable to leave, Murong Qiufeng could only find a place to stay temporarily and wait. Over these three days, he had truly learned the meaning of "a clever rabbit having three burrows," wasting three face-changing pills in three days as he constantly shifted his location.

"Hehehehe, actually, it is on the verge of a breakthrough, so it is focusing on cultivation," Xi Liu said happily, her heart filled with joy for the Life-Severing Flower's progress.

Mo Xingchen frowned and shook his head. At most, he was currently at the High Saint level; he was still quite a distance from the Venerable level.

However, this Future Biology Building was merely one structure with a total headcount of no more than six hundred. This tenth floor had only two or three administrators and not even a resident research staff. Yet, the equipment here was of such immense value that if one were to think carefully, the implications were profound.

"Our Old Madam suddenly felt unwell." Shi Zhongyu reached out to catch the two babies rushing toward her, holding one with each hand while secretly pinching their thumbs. This was their secret code: "There is more to this than meets the eye; don't be anxious, and don't speak out of turn."

According to his usual habits, he would have spent at least the entire Saturday in the laboratory. However, Tian Lu ultimately decided not to be so harsh on himself. After flying around for so many days, he had checked in at the department as soon as he returned to the capital; to continue working so hard on the weekend would truly be self-abuse.