Day Thirty-Two: No Thoughts

Jiang Shiyue shook her head. Yi He and Han Cheng were old acquaintances who knew all about her family’s affairs; she had nothing to hide. The others hadn’t even tasted the soup; apart from wandering around the island, their knives had barely drawn any blood. If he didn’t want Deng Chenxing and Lai Yunchi to nap together, all he had to do was prepare the “Long Island Iced Tea” in advance and have Lai Yunchi drink it.

Chu Jiuli didn’t ask further. She knew Madame Chang was tight-lipped and wouldn’t reveal any information. Song Wensheng tugged at her skirt again, then revealed her long legs, trying to sway her hips along with Lai Yunchi dancing on the screen, her limbs and waist stiff as stone.

As for Wang Mingtao’s identity, he didn’t bother caring. If Yue Dong had set his sights on him, even if Wang Mingtao’s father came, it would only be a sacrificial pawn. Jiang Jingzhong sighed deeply once more, and Jiang Shiyue, irritated by his sighs, strode ahead into the law firm. Jiang Jingzhong, who could never get the better of her, had no choice but to follow inside.

“Godmother, it’s not my brother’s fault! That Li Shaoyan is outrageous! He actually warned all private schools in the capital not to admit my brother,” Chen Yixuan said angrily. The man was restless, constantly scanning his surroundings, his eyes involuntarily darting toward Jiang Ruomei.

It was clear that everyone in this group was dressed in fine clothes and carried an air of distinction—they were not commoners but people of status and influence. This meant that the Shui Miao Sword Spirit sought to absorb the water attribute from the ice to become stronger, requiring Ye Yun to ascend the tenth piece of ice.

“I’m afraid that one day, I might suddenly not see him again.” For some reason, Su Ziye’s tears welled up and spilled over. In an instant, his speed surged to its peak, like a streak of black lightning charging toward the Bone Shatterer.

“Fire Python Sea? You mentioned before that they recruit strong fighters using elixirs? Could there be a master alchemist in this sea area?” Qin Fan murmured.

Aunt Han was just next door, staring at Fu Fangfang’s courtyard only thirty meters away, wondering who it might be. “You…” Huangfu Hong was startled; by the time she reacted, Lin Yu had already darted far away.

Lin Qingcheng cried out in pain but did not resist. After reflecting over the past two days, her impression of Qin Fan had deepened; reason told her he was someone once very important to her and would never harm her. You all only think about whether today’s life is indulgent and whether the sect’s taxes are sufficient, then take pride in a few trivial victories.

The nurse tidied up the empty bottles, twisted her exceptionally voluptuous figure, and left the ward with her flesh quivering. If Jiang Yun was truly connected to the hidden powerful figure, would that figure not reveal themselves if Jiang Yun were attacked?

This was also the main reason why the Broken Blade Demon Lord directly handed all power to the Smoke Feather Demon Lord. In Chen Cang’s dormitory, he put down his phone and immediately slipped out from behind the curtain to change clothes.

Val said this as he turned to circle around the cover, but at that moment, Mei Jie stretched out his foot, hooking the chain attached to the shackles on Val’s ankle and yanking sharply backward, knocking him down.

A dull, heavy sound suddenly echoed. The tall, skinny man with the cruel smile froze, that sinister grin stiffening on his face. Mei Jie cursed as he watched the dead-fish eyes turn into an ice sculpture, then picked up a sword that had fallen nearby. Limping, he moved toward the fresh ‘ice sculpture’ and without hesitation jabbed forward, the blade easily breaking through the ice.

Su Dingfang’s goal was to find a high place where the enemy wouldn’t notice, to observe the entire valley below and survey the movements of the Turks. Water is colorless and tasteless; it is square in principle, round in form. Among all things, water is the closest to the Way.

He never imagined he’d be so unlucky today—could it be that he neglected to check the almanac before leaving?

Beneath the provincial level were the prefectures and departments, and below those were the counties. There were not many changes in these administrative divisions.

Yan Zhen suddenly felt everything was different. At the sixth level of tribulation, called the fusion with heaven and earth, the divine essence merged with the cosmos—no self, no other, no thing, no sky. Heaven, earth, and man completely intertwined.

By the time the house was cleaned, it was already past four in the morning. The family sat together, the atmosphere tense due to the arrival of the demon dragon.

At that moment, an overwhelmingly terrifying murderous aura filled every inch of the air, like a sharp blade held against each person’s neck, ready to take their lives at any moment.

Once the mother-child talisman was successfully forged, no further refinement was necessary. As long as the child talisman was embedded in the spiritual beast’s consciousness, the beast would feel a familial closeness to the owner who bore the mother talisman. Moreover, the talismans allowed for simple communication between the spirit pet and its master.

It must be understood that cultivators never cease their practice. For millennia, their greatest wish has been to become immortal, to live forever, and to join the ranks of the immortals.

Therefore, Lu Yu had to keep playing dumb. Had it not been for the marrow-washing pill issue this time, he wouldn’t have approached Tuka Feng on his own.

One day, the primal formation plate burned ten thousand taels of dazzling currency. A holographic projection of the Heavenly Dao Respect floated in the air—his long hair flowing, serene and unhurried—and he simply said: “Take good care of the Fu family.”

After the first class ended, Wang Chen dialed He Jing’s number, but she didn’t answer. Then he tried He Jing’s other number, but still no answer.

“Ye Haochuan, treat the wounded!” Just as Ye Haochuan was about to collect the storage rings, Long Piaoying issued the order directly.

The chef teacher had come so far on his creative path and yet continued to persistently manage his own body.