Volume One, Chapter 52: Mother and Son Take the Stage Together

From the moment Jiang Ning appeared, the situation began to spiral out of control, and Zhou Jing realized his plan had failed.

He walked up to Jian Shuyan, his eyes bloodshot, gritting his teeth. “You actually set me up!”

Suddenly, the sound of electricity filled the room, followed by a cold, mechanical announcement that reached their ears.

Qingyangzi hoped to achieve a result where the spirit beasts possessed intelligence, but not too much; they could understand human commands and were loyal with good temperaments.

After they finished discussing what to eat, the rat-headed beastman's fur clung wetly to his body, making him look as if he’d just been pulled from cold water.

Wang Yang charged at us with a baseball bat in hand, driving away the men brought by Scarface. This scene stunned not just me, but even Qiu Yue in the car.

He picked out a belt for his father and a pair of shoes for his mother. Neither was expensive, but it was the first time he’d used his own earnings to buy gifts for his parents. Surely, they would be pleased.

He recalled his own words—“A sense of accountability is indispensable”—and Jess’s retort, “Then who will hold you accountable?”

Tu Shanxue scratched his head, hesitating for a moment. Should he interrupt and remind Xu Shaoqing and the others that he still had plenty of people in Yongzhou?

After the Four Guardians of the Tongtian Sect left, Zhang Dongqiang stepped into the formation, and everything related to Daoism vanished beneath his feet.

“What a beautiful save!” Captain Yarolim rushed over and slapped Hu Mingyang’s shoulder.

Watching Old Zheng pat his chest and promise us, both Qiu Yue and I couldn’t help but smile wryly. After chatting for a while, Old Zheng went off to tend to other guests.

So when Zhu Shijie handed the list to Liu Xibei, looking worried, Liu Xibei immediately concluded that Wang Peng must have already turned in the money.

Qian Ruoruo's eye twitched violently. Biting her lower lip, she said with fierce determination, “I asked if you wanted to rest together—not if you wanted to change clothes together! Pull the curtains and change outside!” With that, she slammed the bathroom door and locked it, radiating an air of authority.

“Master, you are now inside the Tower of Immortals and Demons, and this is the tenth floor. Earlier, when you accepted the Divine Ruins, the tower already lurked in your mind. If you wish to come here, simply focus your thoughts and you’ll arrive. Leaving works the same way.” The adorable creature fluttered onto Xue Yun’s shoulder.

Bai Ping spoke each word with deliberate clarity, voicing what had long been suppressed in her heart. Her quiet smile carried endless sorrow; her cold face concealed a pain she could not utter.

All the charging warriors fell before the defenses. Their hot blood seeped into the earth ravaged by fire and artillery.

Even their own side didn’t quite believe it. Kano’s initial display of skill deeply shocked them. In their eyes, Xue Yun was already invincible, but Kano seemed a demon king who had shattered what had once been an ironclad, unwritten rule.

Even through the thick smoke, Wang Peng could feel Zhang Dakai’s sharp gaze. He sighed inwardly; if only they spent as much effort caring about the living conditions of the Shiquan people as they did scheming against this newly transferred student.

“I turned off my phone on purpose. I sent you a text, you should have seen it,” Qian Ruoruo said softly, lowering her voice.

What was expected to be a grand battle ended with surprising drama. The crowd, thinking there would be a spectacle, scattered like birds and beasts, each returning home. When it came to matters of reputation, everyone was used to Jingxiang, the number-one thief; after all, she’d robbed so many major factions that it was hardly surprising anymore.