Volume 1, Chapter 151: No Commitment, No Entanglement

Jiang Ning could not have resigned for no reason; something must have happened that she found completely intolerable.

Aside from the facade of "superpower development and research," the underlying structure here was fundamentally no different from the "school cities" of the outside world.

Many of the medicinal pills refined by Hailan required the demonic cores of fierce beasts as ingredients. Having provided materials to Hailan on numerous occasions, he naturally knew this well. Since demonic cores could be used for alchemy, perhaps human golden cores could be used as well; he believed Hailan would be more than willing to give it a try.

Siyue was a mortal kingdom, but when all was said and done, this was still a world of cultivators. Even if the people did not worship gods or burn incense, they knew that ghosts, deities, demons, and monsters truly existed. However, this sacrificial ritual was not held to offer tributes to deities in exchange for favorable weather, but purely to pay homage to their ancestors.

"You damned old fogey, how dare you ask your Grandpa Batian for snake gall! Since that's the case, I have something I'd like to ask of you as well. Your Grandpa Batian is only a hair's breadth away from transforming into a dragon—would you mind gifting me your nascent soul?"

As the setting sun cast its glow, Ji Lingsheng walked down the street, staring at the wooden box in his hand in a daze. He suddenly realized that the question left behind by the linen-clad youth had returned, and it was now imminent.

Just as the Third Prince Taifeng finished speaking, Qin Ming immediately rejected the method, clearly having zero trust in the prince's credibility.

"The Mu family of Yunzhou truly lives up to their legendary reputation." Ai Li retracted his three swords, leisurely opened his folding fan, and nodded in praise.

He was also well aware that without the tens of thousands of troops outside, their safety would be left without the slightest guarantee.

Chu Shuiyao possessed a strong and unyielding personality; she had never been able to stomach mockery or malicious insinuations. Having caught the hidden barbs in Ye Feiyu's words, she naturally refused to let the matter drop.

Village Chief Xie stroked his grayish-white goat-like beard as he listened, nodding repeatedly. However, he first offered his sincere congratulations to Mu Daqiang and Mu Ling—Leng Yuan, who had been fast asleep for over a year, waking up safely was indeed a matter of supreme joy.

Upon turning on the phone, dozens of missed calls from her mother immediately popped up, along with countless messages on WeChat from her.

Seeing that Liu Qingyi had emerged as the champion of this stone stage, both Zuo Shu and Xu Xiangying lit up with excitement, their faces brimming with eagerness.

The noodle topping that Huangfu Ye had stir-fried for her seemed to be a mushroom and minced pork paste. The longer such a topping sat, the more fragrant it became—he certainly was thoughtful. Thinking of all the things he had done for her, her heart swelled with even greater emotion.

Just as I was agonizing over whether or not to tell the truth to Jiang Yun, Zhong Chou's impatient voice rang out.

If that were truly the case, then... could she have Huangfu Ye demand the key from An Chuhuai? Could she step into the underground palace at any moment to obtain the Phoenix Stone and countless treasures?

Furthermore, although Li Shi had degenerated into a bandit, he still possessed a righteous aura about him. Having interacted with him not long after his transmigration, Lu Shiyan knew him to be a trustworthy man. With him keeping them in check, the two underlings would also do their utmost to protect the Lu family.

"You take a rest for a while. I'll instruct Steward Fu to investigate the others first and get them properly settled. As for those people from the bar... I will handle them personally." Huangfu Ye's expression was grave.

Amidst the chatter, Mu Tianyao had already led Mu Zhiting—who was dressed in a full set of bright red wedding robes—through the doors. That blazing crimson truly stung the eyes of everyone present.

Noticing that my gaze remained fixed on the man, Lu Lingwei retreated quietly by two steps, shielding the man behind her.

The man-eating vines on the cliff were thoroughly enraged. With ten thousand vines striking at once, dozens of tendrils shot toward Wu Lele simultaneously. Shocked, I drew my Yin-Yang saber and leaped up as well. Fighting side by side, we hacked through the vines wrapping around us with relentless blows, accompanied by an endless barrage of crisp snapping sounds.