Volume 1, Chapter 57: Husband, I Only Have You~

As Su Yi was thinking, the young man opposite her had already finished eating. He gracefully wiped his mouth and glanced at her.

After having her evening meal, Guisi returned to her room, yet lingered long into the night, reluctant to fall asleep. Gazing at the begonia flowers outside the window, faintly discernible in their reddish hue under the moonlight, Guisi somehow found herself recalling the river-like blood from the night she was attacked by the monster.

The crowd discussed the matter amongst themselves before gradually dispersing—why stay now that everyone had fled? No one even entertained the thought of searching or giving chase; after all, it was just one human life, and good riddance that he had escaped.

By the time he snapped back to reality, three autumns had already passed. He immediately tried to focus his attention, abruptly dropping into a crouch to dodge whatever he could. Yet this place was also a trap; lowering his head, he saw that a rope was already tied tightly around his ankle.

Aoxue glanced at the man sleeping soundly on the bed. Having no intention of resting just yet, she fetched her bag, took out her laptop, and set to work.

"Here is your key. You can check out by noon tomorrow. Please note that the hot springs are subject to time restrictions, and there are reminders in your room for your reference," the receptionist said, handing over a room card with a key attached to it.

The unexpected tragedy occurred three months after the negotiations. That was when we set out to attack a city named Luoren.

Yun Yun stared blankly for a few seconds before slapping him playfully. She then wrapped her arms around his, her flushed cheeks radiating a stunning brilliance.

However, there was no rush for now; she would study her fish first. She wondered if she could have a large glass tank custom-made in the shop to house these brightly red Fortune Fish.

On the other end of the line, Mu Linchuan instinctively gripped the phone so tightly that it felt as though he might crush it to pieces.

"Your Seven-Colored Heavenly Light can only destroy the physical body, but it can never destroy bronze. My body is a bronze body; your calculations have failed," Su Jue said coldly.

"Suxin, younger sister, although we belong to different branches, we are both disciples of the Sword Kingdom. After sharing this cup of wine, we can consider ourselves friends," Dongfang Linfeng said, raising his goblet.

"So the real reason for King Mu of Zhou's western expedition was actually to travel to Kunlun in search of divine beings!" Hearing Ye Zhiqui translate up to this point, I murmured in sudden realization.

Ye Feng did not wear a single extra expression because of the raised sofa. Narrowing his dark eyes, he stared at the young man holding the sofa aloft, a chilly, menacing aura rising within his gaze.

"You finally understand! Leader of the Demon Dragon Group! We have waited so terribly long for this plan! Finally, we can annihilate you!" the Gambling Demon Cat-kin shouted loudly.

Yao Shifei said: "I already asked just now. Minister Zheng said that the finance department is busy at the end of the month and she cannot drink, so she won't be going. She told you and me, sworn brothers, to go instead."

Gazing up at the twinkling stars in the sky, he found himself recalling how he used to do the exact same thing—searching for them one by one to see which star shone the brightest.

"Is your head stuffed with mush? This is the imperial tomb of the Yellow Emperor; taking away a single item from inside would be enough to grant you wealth rivaling a nation," Gong Jue said, shaking his head with a bitter smile.

That is a wonderful idea! Yu Dayong felt a surge of joy—indeed, it was about time he got some rest! Yu Dayong smiled as well, following closely behind Feng Qingyun as they headed upstairs.

Ying wore a cold expression and assumed a defensive stance. Between the crisscrossing edges of the sacrificial sword, a piercing, frigid light was imbued with three distinct hues derived from wind, ley lines, and the abyss.

"You!" Qiao Anxia raised her hand and slapped her across the face, sending stars spinning before Zhang Yu's eyes and leaving five bright red finger marks on her fair cheek.

Secret realms, monsters, ley line blossoms, the Northwind Dominant Wolf of Wolvendom, the Wind-free and Thunder-free entities, and Ether Anchors were all meticulously detailed upon the sand table model.

"Get some rest early." Long Yeqing hoisted Qiao Anxia's luggage and, taking her hand, led her up to the second floor.

"Why should I be afraid of him?" Qiao Anxia simply walked over and sat down at the dining table right next to Long Yeqing.

She, the proud left-wing guard of the noble Divine Kayle, could be so effortlessly immobilized by him. Although there was an element of a sneak attack involved, if they were to truly exchange blows, she might still very well be defeated by Wang Ji.

At such close range... certain truths would not merely remain on the surface. He also wanted to test where his Endless Source truly originated and what the upper limit of his abilities might be.

The phone rang; it was Long Yeqing calling to ask where she was and inviting her to have dinner together that evening at the revolving restaurant.

Liu Dafu had avoided her for several days, only calling Qiao Anxia on Friday to invite her to dinner that evening in a private room on the second floor of the Yujing Hotel to discuss matters of cooperation.

At this thought, Xiao Jingheng felt a renewed wave of joy. Seeing that Xu Zhihui had already gone inside, he turned back to go to sleep as well.

"Captain, why don't we just blow the underground palace open?! I refuse to believe the walls here are so tough that even explosives can't shatter them!" Wu the Second blurted out in a fit of defiance.

Following the departure of the four Imperial Realm experts, the numerous emperor-tier powerhouses could no longer suppress the greed in their hearts and surged forward. Some peered downward over the edge of the abyss, but found the depths shrouded in pitch-black darkness with no telling how deep it went. After hesitating for a moment, lacking the courage to descend, they gritted their teeth and followed the others rushing onward.

With Han Sheng joining their ranks and Xia Lan's return, the high-end combat strength within the resort was once again enriched. Such a lineup was by no means inferior to the days when the Black Flood Dragon was still around.

Lin Qingyun could still barely manage to endure, but Shangguan Mei, whose cultivation was weaker, instantly began to tremble uncontrollably. Lin Qingyun hurriedly grasped her right hand, channeling streams of spiritual energy into her body until Shangguan Mei finally regained her breath little by little.

Having spoken too much just now, should she voice anything further, the Crown Prince might inevitably find it somewhat tiresome. It would spell trouble indeed if she left the Crown Prince with an impression of being overly talkative and nagging.