Volume 1, Chapter 39: Humiliated as a Mistress, Meng Yuan Refuses to Take It Lying Down

Impossible. With an SSS-rank mental capacity, how could he die so easily?

The two people sitting on the sofa noticed the little white snake acting strangely. Qianqian was the first to run over to investigate.

"Are you trying to come out?" Qianqian’s voice was soft, milky, and sweet, enough to melt anyone's heart.

Seeing the little white snake nod, Qianqian turned to her mother. "Mommy, the little white snake wants to come out. Can I play with it for a while?"

"This... alright, but be careful, Qianqian. Don't let it sneak away."

Having received her mother's permission, Qianqian murmured an acknowledgement and lifted the little white snake out of the glass tank. Once out, Hekun immediately searched for the figure of Lang Ye; he did not want to owe anyone else...

Consequently, when the Thunder Dragon Battalion pushed forward again, they were ambushed in the heart of the North Rock Kingdom, surrounded by an army of five hundred thousand from the Black Wind Cult. There must have been a few generals in the Black Wind Cult who had studied military strategy well, but unfortunately, the soldiers themselves were incompetent, rendering the tactics useless.

"How could this happen? Is the medicine not working?" Bai Zhenyang was deeply distressed upon hearing the news. Completely forgetting that Tang Mei was standing right beside him, he didn't even bother to excuse himself before rushing off after Xi'er.

Looking at their attire, they did not seem to be from a wealthy household. This was the East Market, which meant her home must be in this vicinity, he thought, rubbing his chin.

Li Chengqian stared at Li Yan in utter disbelief. He reached out and tucked the poem he had prepared back into his sleeve. He had originally intended to put Li Yan in his place, to make him understand that an elder brother would always be the brother, and the younger one would always remain the younger. Now, however, everything had been turned on its head, and it would be difficult for him to regain the upper hand.

She was a very clever girl; Shui Lian had known this for a long time, otherwise, the old lady would not have chosen Shui Ling to come.

Murong Jing breathed a sigh of relief. If Chuxue had continued to press him, he wouldn't have known how to answer. Lying was one thing, but he didn't want Chuxue to resent him for today’s events once she learned the truth, accusing him of deceiving her.

Boarding the carriage that had come to pick him up, Li Yan said goodbye to Luo Wannian with a face full of embarrassment. Seeing her staring at him with such a strange expression, he felt a sense of guilt, as if he were a thief caught in the act.

Huangfu Dingtian’s long spear snapped in his left hand, yet his expression remained unchanged. He switched the broken spear to a short club, while the spear in his right hand remained as sharp as ever; in his exchange with Di Xiaoyun, he had not lost the slightest bit of ground.

Dust billowed, instantly engulfing the area. Amidst the thick clouds of earth, the Armored Dragon Lizard had already risen to its four feet. A massive tail swept out simultaneously, aimed directly at Commander Mo, the highest-ranking cultivator among the City Guard.

"Then do you know what has become of that dark-attribute practitioner? Where are they now?" The question Ye Chen asked next evidently made Xinyi even more curious.

"Then what should we do?" Long Ling'er’s face turned pale, and the spirit she had been projecting suddenly withered.

"Second Young Master, it’s too late to stop the ship now!" the helmsman shouted frantically to Liu Xiyang.

Just as Wang Yue gently touched Li Mingxi’s long hair, Xu Guang quietly approached from the side. Having heard rumors that Wang Yue and Li Mingxi were together, he couldn't resist coming over to secretly check, hoping to gather useful intelligence to pass on to Brother Zhou Qinhao.

Arriving in the main hall of the General’s Mansion, Shen Shu and Mu Jingming sat opposite each other, with Xu Liang and Zhang Kai seated behind Shen Shu.

Si Kong, the jinx, sat by the wall. His crying had ceased, and he stared blankly at his mother and the man he had once called Father because his mother told him to.

After Wu Shenghen finished speaking, she did not bother with Tian Jian any longer, darting instead toward one of the human-wolves.

At that moment, Tian Jian instinctively shifted his palm, narrowly dodging the hand Ling Kexin had reached out toward him.

With a cold snort, Wu Xingan utilized a profound movement technique, suddenly piercing through the shadow of the Eagle-Claw Strike.

But the window of time was extremely brief; there was only this one chance. Once the treasure fell into the water, the opportunity would be lost.

That the group had found this place did not surprise Liu Ye in the least. His phone was equipped with a specially encrypted security system designed by a computer expert within Night Orchid; the people of Night Orchid could locate him via satellite tracking.

The demon did not stand idly by. It struck a blow toward him, but before the demon could land the hit, blood sprayed everywhere—Bai Fei had severed the demon’s arm in a single stroke.

Watching the livestream end, Ye Xin Tong looked timidly at the old man who was over sixty years of age.

Although a major incident had occurred, the situation remained under Yang Boqing’s control. Dong'er had escaped, and he anticipated that the Wan family would surely send someone to inquire. He instructed the gatekeeper that the moment he saw Abbess An Xiu and her servant, he was to politely escort them directly to Old Madam Yang’s room to avoid any loud commotion that might disturb the others.

Hearing Gu Xue'er put it this way, Grand Tutor Gu was stunned, unable to think of a rebuttal.

Ever since he encountered Wei Xiyue, he had made mistake after mistake. Now, this latest incident had landed him in such a predicament; if it weren't for Wei Xiyue, he wouldn't have lost so many of his brothers.

Han Donglang suddenly noticed Ren Youlan glancing toward the dining hall. He hurried over, only to catch a glimpse of his mother and Ren Helan whispering to each other, his mother picking vegetables while Ren Helan chopped them. He rushed back to the hall, only to find that Ren Youlan had vanished.

Seeing this, Yu Liang was stunned; he could only offer a bitter smile and slowly shake his head.

"If the Prince Consort trusts me, you can tell me about it," Lin Keli said, suppressing a laugh.

Meng Chenyuan carried his luggage, which felt heavy and was exceptionally large. He wondered what on earth was inside and why Qian Laowu had urged him to keep a close watch on the man. Could he be a thief from out of town who had stolen a treasure from some family in Qionglong City and was now staying at their pastry shop because he didn't want to return home just yet?

Looking at the ring on the dark-clothed man’s finger, Bai Fei broke out in a cold sweat. Recalling how he had entered the pool back then, he felt both sorrowful and joyful.

After Chen Long’s injuries healed, his strength greatly increased. Although his external martial arts were still at the early stage of Bone Refining and his internal arts at the late stage of the initial level, the synergy between the two allowed him to easily take on late-stage Profound realm experts.

After Lei Hou appeared, he didn't bother greeting anyone. He simply pulled up a grand chair, placed it in a conspicuous spot, and sat down brazenly.