Volume 1, Chapter 49: Return Quickly to Ice Condensation City

With a soft hiss, Qin Manyao suddenly spat out a mouthful of dark blood and collapsed limply to the side.

"Manyao!"

Mu Wan'er cried out in alarm, hurriedly catching Qin Manyao by her willow-slender waist.

Logically speaking, everyone should have been completely intoxicated and unconscious. If that were the case, they ought to have been slumped over the dining table, making it impossible for them to be back in their rooms. Someone must have carried them back inside.

Chu Tianxiong tightly grasped Song Yujia's hand, just about to say something, when he felt his hand being grabbed in return by someone else, unable to break free no matter how hard he tried. He shuddered violently and hurriedly opened his eyes, only to be met with the astonished gazes of the people around him, while his hand was firmly held by Song Yujia.

"Hey, the sun is already high in the sky, why are you still sleeping like a dead pig?" Helian Nuo squatted on the ground with a chuckle, his eyes deliberately or inadvertently fixing on the spot just below Situ Jing's neck.

"Even among the younger generation of the three major families, Bai Qiao is probably considered a top-tier existence," Helian Nuo couldn't help sighing inwardly. Compared to Situ Nan, Bai Chen, and others he had crossed paths with before, Bai Qiao was vastly superior in both mental acuity and strength.

With his cultivation at the peak of the Golden Core stage, comparable to an ordinary early or mid Nascent Soul stage practitioner, his victory was practically guaranteed.

Seeing that Mo Liang jumped off the cliff without the slightest hesitation, Chu Tingchuan and Chu Xuhua exchanged a glance, communicating through their eyes before leaping down the precipice right after Mo Liang. The current situation simply did not allow them even a second more of hesitation. Chu Tingchuan trusted Mo Liang's ability.

"Uh, could it be... hubby?" Under someone's persistent guidance, Miduo finally succeeded in uttering the word, and as soon as it left her lips, her face flushed crimson.

Song Yujia did not return to her workplace. After getting home, she tidied up the place a bit and then went to the supermarket to buy plenty of the foods Chu Tianxiong loved.

"Seal!" Seeing this, the Primordial Immortal Lord decisively sealed the speck of light containing the Inheritance of Memories, otherwise Lin Tian would not have been able to endure it.

The center of the base was completely out of the question; that was precisely where crowds gathered. This Vermilion Bird Base was unlike the Hope Base—being on someone else's turf, it was best not to be too flagrant. Besides, who knew if the people at the Vermilion Bird Base were worldly or not? If they were frightened by a tree suddenly shooting up in size, she wouldn't be able to take responsibility.

She probably would never have imagined what it looked like for Ye Wudao to be full of blood, with gore overflowing from his mouth and staining the front of his garments, yet maintaining a posture that remained straight and tall.

"Huff... huff..." Among them, discounting Nangong Qiuyue of the Shadow Clan, Chu Yi and Chunyu Shanshan sent as spies by the Empress and the Emperor, and Hou Xian who had an agreement with Feng Qingya, what kind of backgrounds did the rest possess?

"I'll go intercept the next carriage that comes along." Wei Shaoyun pressed his lips together, not refuting Helian Rong's assessment. He felt somewhat in the wrong, especially since it was almost noon—not only was the blazing sun high in the sky, but all the edible provisions had also been left behind in Wei Wuxia's carriage, leaving them without even a single drop of water.

The waving red fluorescent glow and the cross-shaped beams of light shone brilliantly upon one another, seemingly locked in a contest of supremacy.

He tilted his head back; the sky above Xuan Mingyu was dim and gloomy. Scattered snowflakes fell onto Xuan Mingyu's cheeks, seeping in a trace of chill. Suddenly, those snowflakes transformed into drops of blood, staining his face and his pristine white robes.

At this moment, the guards had already brought over a chair and a tea table for me, and a maid was attending by my side. Sipping my tea while watching handsome men haul golden bricks—this was truly quite a supreme enjoyment.