Volume 1, Chapter 150: Father and Son, Father and Daughter

The phone buzzed incessantly. Xia Mingzhe did not dare to answer, yet he had no choice but to do so.

With practiced agility, he quickly plugged in his earphones and swiped to accept the call just a second before it disconnected automatically. "Hello, Dad."

The caller began with the familiar opening line, "Don't call me dad. I don't have a son like you."

Stumbling in a trance, he wandered into the Tushita Palace of Supreme Lord Laozi, who, bound by an agreement with the Two Saints of Buddhism, had long since refined numerous elixirs, waiting for this Monkey King to come and steal them.

Therefore, even if not for the sake of righteousness, brotherhood, or revenge, Mingtian would fight Pan Yunu to the very end simply for the sake of his own child.

In ancient times—particularly during eras like the Southern and Northern Dynasties and the Tang Dynasty—royal families frequently engaged in marriages between close relatives to ensure the purity of their bloodline. Mingtian deduced that her albinism was likely a recessive trait inherited from her father across generations.

"Hey, hey, you two. It's not that I mean to be rude and interrupt your conversation, but I have a little question: Who is this aimed at? If it's Lady Su Tian'er, I'll step further away to avoid getting caught in the crossfire," Liu Weian said.

After lunch, Ming Maoyan and Jing Luoyi, already thinking about where to play in the afternoon, did not leave with them, leaving Ling Zhezhe and Beichen Hai to offer a few words of caution before returning to their respective companies.

The disciples under their respective masters harbored mutual contempt, frequently bickering and fighting in the mountains, creating such a foul atmosphere that the magnificent Mount Kunlun completely lacked any aura of immortality.

Who would have thought that while practicing flying swords, such a twist of fate would occur? The opponent actually employed a heaven-shaking secret technique, tearing a gaping hole straight through the heavens.

Lü Bu swallowed hard, unable to help himself. Pausing for a fraction of a second, he leaned closer, the distance between their lips narrowing to less than an inch.

Seeing the expression on the Eastern Ghost Emperor's face shift constantly, the others refrained from disturbing him. When they first heard this news, hadn't they been just as astonished?

Why was the Dragon Emperor able to unleash eighty-one giant dragons simultaneously to attack and strike the target? It was because the soul power of the Dragon Emperor controlled every single dragon.

Looking out over the boundless sea of flowers, Yun Piaoying reminisced about the past and thought of many people, even wondering what Lu Shuqing might be doing. She couldn't help but chuckle foolishly, reaching out to pluck a blossom. Just as her fingers were about to touch it, her hand stopped mid-air, she sighed softly, and pulled her hand back.

Baili's actions undoubtedly dealt a fatal and devastating blow to Granny Cao. She had expected herself to break down in tears, but when Cao Ge stepped out of the secret room's doorway, she discovered that Granny Cao was unusually quiet.

Whenever she thought of this, Jian Xi deeply resented the appearance of Li Jing'er. According to her original design, had it not been for Jing'er's intervention, Cao Ge would still have chosen her and remained deeply in love with her.

A few minutes later, Wang Zengjing watched as the two of them turned off the lights and went inside to sleep. A grand manor like this would normally be equipped with street lamps and floodlights, a detail Wang Zengjing had not noticed.

An Xia’s mind buzzed with a sudden roar. Who on earth was the informant? How did they know about all of this?

The proprietress had treated her very well. Originally just a stray child on the streets, after being "rescued" and taken in, she had received unprecedented care and affection.

Although he knew he had no right and was merely relying on his identity as Qi Yunlie’s childhood friend to remain here, an inner drive constantly compelled him to act this way.

This measure was also the sole and most crucial condition agreed upon by her old man for her to marry down into the Pei family.

With the peak Spirit Mystery Realm strength of the Ninth Demon Lord, securing victory in the Heavenly Demon Proving Dao and claiming the supreme throne would be as effortless as turning over one's hand.

Rong Jia smiled at Fairy Hongxia beside him. At that moment, Fairy Hongxia’s eyes were filled with excitement, anticipation, and a lingering anxiety of uncertainty.