Chapter 30: Are You in Such a Rush to Get the Marriage Certificate?

Lin Yuan was momentarily struck speechless, standing there stammering, unable to utter another word.

Feng Qingyang and the Heaven-Piercing Demon Saint hovered in the air, facing each other. Their eyes were piercingly cold, brimming with murderous intent. As their gazes locked, the tension condensed into something tangible, producing a metallic clanging sound like divine swords clashing in the void, sharp and peerless.

It had been three or four days since the Taoist Cihang left, and by all logic, she should have returned by now, yet there was still no sign of her.

Drifting along the rivers and seas, Gu Feng could not help but wonder: he had forgotten who he was, why he was here, and what his purpose might be.

Liu Mang applied a little force, easily snapping the groper's hand, then kicked him squarely in the crotch, effortlessly turning him into a eunuch.

"So it is Brother Ren, my apologies, my apologies!" The sect leader immediately cupped his hands in salute and walked slowly toward the table.

The reason the crowd on the embankment was struck with such terror and alarm was because of the scene unfolding before their eyes.

Liu Mang cared nothing for being called despicable or cunning. To speak of morality with Han Qiushui would be pure madness; getting his hands on the Flaming Nine-Petal Lotus was what truly mattered.

Ling Xiao had left such a deep shadow upon his heart that, to save his own life, he had abandoned all sense of dignity.

Hearing the irritable tone from inside the room, the butler rushed to bring the man waiting at the manor gate to the door, not daring to delay for even a moment.

The Sword Slave was a death warrior raised by the Qingyun Immortal Sect, loyal to the core. She had long since pledged her life to Liu Mang and would serve him forever; she would rather die than let him suffer the slightest harm.

The eldest of the Four Demons was never one for technique, always preferring to crush his opponents with raw power. Relying on strength capable of lifting cauldrons and a body impervious to blades, he usually swept through battles with unstoppable force.

Finally, Prince Ba, never one to deny himself, summoned the shopkeeper, ordered a large slab of fresh mutton to be delivered to Tian Ling’s residence, and then continued his leisurely stroll through the streets with his hands clasped behind his back.

Tian Ling had previously seen a thick, sturdy oilcloth at the tailor’s shop that would be perfect for making a canopy.

Pi Luoqiu shot a sharp glare at Xing'er, who immediately fell silent. Pi Zhaomin was listening to it all and frowned again, sensing that Pi Luoqiu was merely acting out of spite, though he said nothing.

Feeling a sense of relief, Bai Ying walked out of the Palace of Longevity. Passing through the Imperial Garden, she spotted Master Kongyuan walking at a snail's pace. He did not look like he was admiring the scenery, but rather as if he were waiting for someone.

Regrettably, life is unpredictable. The top scholar had only enjoyed his swift rise to success for a few years when his horse grew restless; during a royal hunt, it threw him from its back. The handsome and talented scholar died in the accident, leaving the once-happy Princess Anning a widow.

It was a palace of crystal, radiating brilliant light within the seawater, bestowing upon it a dreamlike beauty.

"Entertainment functions such as listening to music, watching movies, recording videos, taking photos, and playing games," Wang Xiping replied decisively.

Ye Feng did not fully understand what realm he had reached after his breakthrough, and no one had ever systematically taught him about such matters.

Before long, a black car drove into the parking lot. Its model and brand matched the suspected vehicle, and a red ribbon was tied around its wheel.

"..." Surrounded by the man’s scent, the young man’s cheeks flushed crimson. *But what on earth is 'Brother Ye'?* Shan Huaqing’s lips twitched involuntarily.

Leaping into the air, he spread his arms, intercepted the silver figure in mid-flight, and slammed his feet heavily onto the ground.