Chapter 42 Xu Ziting, are you seriously jealous of a little brat?

The darkness beneath the mist clung tightly to Yanye's eyes.

Yet Xu Ziting's warm breath slowly devoured the chill in her body.

Yanye's emotions seemed to find a trace of comfort.

Her once-clouded eyes gradually lost their anger, slowly returning to peace.

When the terrifying ghostly aura surrounding them finally dissipated, only a few figures remained on the flat ground.

The horrifying scene of ten thousand ghosts wailing vanished completely in an instant.

The Seal of Subduing Souls—

Junior Brother Mu must have been thinking along the same lines. Having seen so many profound and exquisite moves and techniques, he might be able to comprehend something from them. After all, the Martial Uncle Pavilion Master mentioned in his letter that Junior Brother Mu was born with spiritual roots, and his comprehension should certainly surpass that of his own dull brain.

The area inspected by Zhang Maoxiu was the entire Guangdong Administration Commissioner's Office, so he would definitely be able to meet with Ning Xiu.

He lifted the curtain of the carriage and poked his head out, looking left and right, afraid of missing even the slightest bit of beautiful scenery.

"Let's move out." At Ye Tianxun's command, more than ten thousand celestial soldiers formed neat columns and flew orderly into the Sun and Moon Temple.

After a brief, fruitless search, Yue Chen grew somewhat suspicious. However, at least according to the mysterious person's guidance, there was no error in distance. As for what kind of opportunities might exist within such a vast expanse of territory at this distance, probably only the heavens knew.

Mu Sanqian slowly spoke. Su Xuan turned her head to look at Mu Sanqian's mottled face illuminated by the lamplight, suddenly realizing that he was merely a youth under twenty. In the past, Mu Sanqian's shrewdness, unconstrained nature, decisiveness, and perseverance made it easy for people to overlook his age.

Everyone entered the room and took their seats according to protocol. The adults knew that the moment had arrived for Guo Youjie to test the two children—at least as a formality. While he wouldn't intentionally make things difficult for them, he certainly wouldn't throw out questions that could be easily glossed over.

The old man in blue robes shouted angrily, and a vast, azure world suddenly descended. Huge waves surged and boundless tides crashed, while materialized laws formed ten-thousand-meter-long ice-bluejiao dragons, tightly surrounding Commander Gu.

The old man shook his head with a sigh, fully understanding that both children were far too stubborn. Once they set their minds on something, no one could truly change it. The old man knew this all too well; he liked their temperaments, but certainly not when it came to this particular matter.

Because Andres was casting some sort of magic, his ritual covered the entire platform with a huge starlight array, leaving no footing for Lin Hao, which was why Lin Hao had not gone up.

By early evening, Qin Chen changed his clothes and accompanied Su Wan to attend the banquet.

"No!" answered young men such as Zhao Shaolin, Yuan Yiyong, and Yuan Wuci in low voices, their gazes flashing with sharp brilliance.

As a grand spectacle of the Southern Island Pharmacist Banquet, all the cultivators were filled with anticipation, guessing who would ultimately reach the summit and claim victory.

"You know who it is?" Ji Sheng's heart trembled as he looked at Han Xiao in astonishment. The latter shook her head, then gently nodded as if recalling something.

Upon hearing this, the Emperor burst into laughter and said, "I knew you would say that, so I've already prepared everything. Let's go! To the Divine Realm Hall and divide the spoils!" The gods chatted and laughed all the way to the Divine Realm Hall.

As soon as she entered the Yufei spatial realm, she immediately sensed changes in the Yufei planet. Her divine consciousness instantly enveloped the planet, discovering that thunder mountain. She was shocked by the thunder mountain, and at the same time, she saw the ancient sword planted straight atop the solitary peak.

This man clearly held a high status; she had better stay away from him to avoid offending him and landing herself in a miserable plight.

His body arched slightly, both palms suspended at his waist, and pale golden immortal spiritual energy surged from within his body, ultimately wrapping entirely around his limbs. A fierce and imposing aura quietly emerged.

"If you hadn't insisted on having a child, would things have come to this?" Fu Guoshan said without the slightest bit of politeness.

The moment Chen Rong saw him, her eyes curved into crescents and her face blossomed with a smile. She hurriedly got out of the carriage and ran toward him eagerly.

There was also a group from the Tiansheng Sect, one of the peripheral factions of the Duan clan of Nanling, led by Duanmuluo and a very handsome young man.

Ban Ruoshui looked ungraciously at He Qingfan, highly resenting the way he was scrutinizing her mother. Although she understood that He Qingfan couldn't really be blamed—after all, her mother was dressed far too daringly, and any man would take a few glances, which was only natural—she still found it deeply unpleasant, annoying, and even revolting.

She unexpectedly complied smoothly, showing neither the anger of being insulted, nor the infatuation upon seeing a handsome man, nor the awkwardness of encountering a great aristocrat.

The youth's pitch-black hair was tied into a ponytail, secured by a white cloth strip over four feet long bound tightly with a white cord, which hung down his back. It was unclear what the cloth strip contained, only that it was no ordinary object.

As late night arrived, the bustling city of Xuzhou finally quieted down. Jun Hui and Lun Rou leaned against the door of the bridal chamber, listening intently to the movements inside. After spending the day together, their relationship had grown much more harmonious.

Within the realm of Jun Hui's consciousness, his soul continuously dodged another incoming soul. After successfully evading it a few times, those streams of bloody mist instantly split into dozens of paths, surging toward Jun Hui's soul from all directions.

Lun Rou rolled her eyes—an expression that was identical to Gu Chen's when he rolled his eyes. She retorted ungraciously.

Ye Fan kept a cold eye on the changes in Liu Junsheng's expression, realizing that this person was not only not a destined one, but not even a body cultivator.

The phone showed that this avenue was a very famous local street, known for its luxurious residences, high-end shops, and bustling commercial activity.

As for the adjacent sand dune, which had been completely devoid of ants just a moment ago, a patch of black emerged within a mere two or three seconds.

The man on the hospital bed looked at Wen Yan with a gaze as sharp as a gleaming ice blade, as if he wanted to drill two holes right through her.

When she was alive, she sought help everywhere to no avail. After more than a dozen divorce lawsuits, every single one ended with the exact same result.

At the beginning of life, a person is like a blank sheet of paper. As for what they will grow into in the future, no one can predict.

Under the guidance of the matchmaker women, Jiang Mingyue completed the various wedding customs and stood waiting in place.

The commoners lowered their heads in fear. How could they fail to understand what a rigorous interrogation implied? It would undoubtedly involve severe torture.

Speaking of which, halfway to my search for Liu Shining, Gan Tiantian texted me back, saying that Su禾 had agreed to let her return to the hotel first, with one troublesome condition: her family's bodyguards had to tag along.

"Monitor, isn't this somewhere we shouldn't be?" Hu Ya pointed at the pillars embedded with starlight stones and the floor paved with magnificent marble, wondering if this place might even be some kind of hair-dyeing establishment.

He seemed to understand a little why Luo Jia possessed a personality that feared pain and hardship, yet constantly sought comfort for herself at any given moment.