Chapter 37

Besides, he could not feel what kind of fortune this had brought him at all. The moment the fortune entered his body, it vanished without a trace. He had a feeling it was still inside him, yet he could not trace its whereabouts. Sometimes he even doubted whether his body still belonged to him at all, seeing as he could not find even the slightest trace of it.

Looking down at the ground beneath his feet, Fan Yu realized—wasn't that precisely an array formation? And in the shape of a Tai Chi symbol, no less.

"Very well, I will accompany you," Yun Yao nodded, and with those words, she supported Lu Yingquan as they walked outside.

Ling Jiantong rolled up her sleeves, opened her mouth, and bit herself hard. She bit down hard enough to draw blood, and her teeth tasted of a faint, sweetish iron. If she were dreaming, how could she possibly feel pain, and how could her arm actually be bleeding from the bite?

The auction continued with a few more items, but Zhuo Tian finally found himself unable to endure it any longer. They were either ordinary swords or low-tier cultivation techniques that simply weren't worth looking at, so he withdrew midway.

Struck by the twin fists of ice and fire, the dark shadow was instantly enveloped by the elements. Half of his body was frozen solid while the other half burned with scarlet flames, rendering him completely immobile. At the center of his chest, a circular seal of intersecting and rotating ice and fire pressed down upon him—this, presumably, was the key to his confinement.

Aunt Yue's single remark served as a reminder to Bishui, who instantly altered her course and gave chase after Lu Yingquan.

"Please speak your mind, Princess. As long as it is not too unreasonable, this old man can afford it," Zou Kai said with a solemn expression.

For the next four days, Luo Li stayed obediently at home, making clothes, curing pelts, preparing various meat and chili sauces, pickling radishes, and gathering down feathers. Among all these, her proudest achievement was crafting a stone lamp with Rui's assistance.

"Hush, make no sound, I'll take you out of here," Gu Qingming said, completely disregarding the filthy state of Yun Yao's clothes and the unsightly blue bruises on her face. Wrapping an arm around her waist, he soared away.

Wu Zilin figured they wouldn't stoop so low as to deny him a listen, nor would they go out of their way to do something that harmed others without benefiting themselves.

Regardless of the reason why the Best Actor Bo had accepted this music video, the crucial point was that his market value spoke for itself.

The four of them arrived at school, with Su Xiyan and Xiao An walking in front, while An Qiaoqiao and Jiang Yu followed behind.

Director, brother, could you please refrain from stealing my lines? I haven't even managed to say a single word yet, and I am very much in the mood to beat someone up right now.

Early the next morning, Song Qianli finished tidying up everything, arranged for the vehicle, and was just about to head to Mo Hanxiao's room to wake him up when Mo Hanxiao himself—fully dressed yet looking utterly haggard and drained—pulled the door open and walked out.

"Ah Tan and I originally planned to return to Binhai after the New Year. Uncle Shui, you needn't worry; I know very well how to handle this matter," Qi Mu explained Ah Tan's identity in just a few words.

Upon leaving the Wang family residence, Gu Qianling looked back at the massive villa and could not help but mentally give herself a thumbs-up.

Most importantly, Chu Zhixin had long since harbored the intention that Chu Erbao should bear the surname Yi from birth; she was simply voicing it aloud on his behalf now.

With these words finished, an unnatural silence fell over the hall. Feng Hua remained silent, and the other officials, seeing an opportunity they could exploit, began echoing and chiming in one after another.

Xiren had been lingering in the outer room and had vaguely caught some of the commotion. Now, upon hearing the words "dementia-like condition," she hurriedly lifted the corners of her skirt and rushed over like a flying shadow.

For a moment, even Sister Coco felt somewhat overwhelmed by the predictably disastrous turn of events, to say nothing of Frost Archer and the others who had been entirely unprepared for it.

Knowing that Ye Qing had been sold off, Qian Junbao naturally had no intention of specially preparing a gift for Madam Ye.

With no other choice, Sun Shaozong could only resort to his ultimate tactic—maintaining an aura of aloofness and deliberate mystery throughout, attempting to bluff some flaws out of them.

With those words, Faluo raised his head and drew from his bosom an exquisite magical necklace inlaid with a gem inside of which seemed to flow seven-colored radiance.

Li Rihe was a genuine, seasoned smoker. Back before the old Li family had attained wealth, no matter how impoverished they were, a couple of packs of the few-cents-a-pack Fuling cigarettes per day were indispensable, and Liu Jinal had quarreled with him countless times over this very habit.

He was still holding a cage in his hand when he stumbled, on the verge of making intimate contact with the ground, which frightened him into letting out a series of frantic yells.

If he had been completely shameless, it might have been fine, but Liu Xianglian happened to be a stickler for principle, and deep down he felt a hundredfold remorse and embarrassment.

Judging by his excited demeanor, he was clearly hoodwinked by this "cutting vegetables like chopping melons" style of victory, foolishly believing that the governor's estate's two hundred men weren't actually all that difficult to deal with.

After pondering for a moment and waiting a short while, seeing that the man still remained completely motionless, Ouyang Tingshuang finally made up his mind. Hugging the wall closely, he slowly bypassed the dead man's corpse and continued his advance forward.

Watching the Wooden Dragon reduced to such a helpless state, Ye Feng undoubtedly felt immensely pleased. Since this Wooden Dragon possessed such formidable power, how could he possibly be willing to let it leave him?

A massive roar echoed through the air as immense, unhindered energy swept outward. The stone chamber collapsed instantly, blasted into an even larger cavern, proving useless even against the protective power of the array formation.

Yet there was no longer any trace of Ye Chu to be found. His Holy Eyes were of no avail either, leaving him completely unaware of his opponent's whereabouts.

"Salty squid," Vanessa closed her eyes, forced once again to reopen her old wounds. Having gambled on this final round, she realized no extra arrow shaft had pierced her body, and thus she pressed forward, continuing her charge.

Murong Qingran was even more taken aback. Why did Xuanyuan Ziqin always feel so strange today? She already knew the purpose of his visit today; hence, they should have simply laid their cards on the table. Why continue to conceal things even now? Had she not known his intentions inside out, she truly might have been led in circles by him.