Volume 1, Chapter 36: Choosing a New Husband

"How did you guess?" Yu Yaxuan blinked her moist, clear eyes, clearly surprised that Cheng Zhengchu had figured it out so quickly.

Upon hearing the news, Cheng Zhengchu felt his blood boil, as if something was about to burst forth. This stubborn girl—to think she had been keeping this from him! Was it just a relationship? Did she really need to hide it from her own father?

A magnificent, overwhelming force of the "Oblivion Fist" surged forward, accompanied by scorching waves of heat; the colossal manifestation of his martial intent rumbled into existence directly above the exotic beast.

He was naturally gifted, a true prodigy in the martial arts. Having studied under the Shaolin lineage and the martial masters of Xiaoyao Mountain, his skills were already profound. Yet, Lu Qian had surpassed his mentors, elevating even the most mundane techniques into displays of immense, earth-shaking power.

"If I am truly destined for fortune, why can I not even catch a glimpse of her?" He watched the camellia bushes fade into the distance, his heart sinking into melancholy.

After speaking, Yi Yan paid no further heed to the patient and headed toward the entrance of the Valley of Divine Physicians. All his patients had been treated; with the exception of this one he dared not touch, there was no one left. This finally gave him time to receive guests.

The moment he spoke, the atmosphere grew suffocatingly heavy, making it difficult to breathe, as if a giant hand had snatched the very air from the room.

The abrupt voice caused Ye Penglai to stumble, nearly crashing while mid-sprint. Forced to halt his offensive early, he looked at Ye Chenfeng in confusion, only to see the latter wearing an expression of utter despair, gesturing toward the space behind him.

In his aged eyes, stars seemed to drift, shimmering with a profound light that compelled the surrounding figures to lower their gazes, daring not meet them, listening instead with rapt attention.

Because Sun was an orphan, Wushuang City had avoided the situation of a single dominant family like the Chen clan in Qinghe City. Consequently, the city was now home to numerous powerful families, each entrenched in its own camp, constantly checking and balancing one another.

Back in the Cangyun Heavenly Domain, when Qing Shixue had awakened and struck, a massive blood-red figure had appeared, suffused with a monstrous aura that reached the heavens—it was identical to the omen just witnessed.

When Tang Qiqi mentioned the word "home," Gu Yuan’s heart stirred. Home... his and her home? The idea seemed rather pleasant.

She used to think Tao Siqi was a manipulative "white lotus," but she hadn't expected Zheng Xiaoyue to be the very progenitor of the breed; her talent for twisting right and wrong was peerless. It was clearly she who had barged in, determined to snatch away Ji Yanmo, yet she used her status to manipulate public opinion and smear the reputation of the rightful partner.

Lin Nuannuan turned back to see Qiu Ju covering her mouth, a look of naive delight on her face. She couldn't help but chuckle; the girl clearly treated watching and catching snakes as nothing more than a game.

Gao Jianli, whose expression had remained indifferent, narrowed his eyes sharply at her final sentence. A murderous chill radiated from him, causing Jiang Fanya, who met his gaze, to shiver involuntarily.

Just as I was wondering who the newcomer might be, a faint, familiar scent suddenly filled my nose.

Chu Shang immediately realized he had lost his composure and spoke with a touch of embarrassment.

Lin Yuze lowered his head. His feelings toward Yue Zimu were incredibly complex; the man who had picked faults with him from the very first moment they met was, in fact, his biological father, Lin Peng.

Watching the expectant gaze of the Old Princess, Lin Nuannuan had no choice but to spout utter nonsense with a solemn face. After all, who could resist when the Old Princess looked at her with such a sense of finding a kindred spirit?

Bai Wei finally set her heart at ease. With Ji Yanmo intervening, every problem would be solved with ease.

Moreover, at Ruan Meng’s request, Marco Polo sang a different song for her every day to coax her to sleep. His handsome photographs were displayed in her bedroom, and Ruan Meng had even commissioned a life-sized body pillow to cuddle.