Volume 1, Chapter 27: I Like You, I Have Liked You for Four Years

"...Important business? About last night..."
She was still searching for the right words.
But then she heard Shen Nianchi speak: "Yes, I plan to clear up the misunderstanding with Shengsheng tonight, so I’m counting on you."
Qin Yi hesitated for a long time before finally saying, "Okay, I agree."
It’s always better when people actually talk things out. I will guard my sister’s romance with my life.
Having an idol become a sister’s boyfriend—that’s actually pretty great!
Wei Li thrust his head forward, black fire burning in his eyes, and with a wide-open maw, he spewed out dark flames. Leng Xingyue and Liu Xiangze’s expressions shifted; they leaped backward and rolled on the ground, narrowly dodging the black inferno.
Lin Yang took the green phoenix; he processed one to boil into soup, while for the other, he chose the beggar’s chicken method. After seasoning it, he wrapped it in fresh lotus leaves, coated it in yellow clay, and tossed it into the furnace of the prescription stove.
Those who realized that Li Hai’s story had inconsistencies ignited a wave of public denunciation against a certain website in the Freedom Nation.
Liu Xiangze dropped his short sword, remaining silent. Although he was also injured, it was Mei Hanxia who had opened the bronze gate and saved everyone’s lives, so he saw no point in keeping score.
Her figure vanished abruptly, and immediately after, Zheng Qi felt a surge of vibrant, endless vitality force its way into his back, right over his heart.
As someone who had once suffered through the tortures of the Wolf Howl’s assassinations, An Lushan expressed that it was not a memory worth cherishing, nor did he believe the small contingent of troops he had brought could pose much of an obstacle to the Wolf Howl’s methods.
With that, he snapped his fingers, and the iron cage holding the beast in front of Zheng Qi dissolved into thin air like a bubble.
The moment they saw the demonic cultivators, their eyes turned bloodshot. One after another, they leaped off their horses, howling, their momentum in no way inferior to the demons.
Wang Ye stood with his back to them and gave a wave of his hand. Ade, who was in charge of the punishment, quickly stopped. Deng Lin was nearly fainting from the pain, yet he gritted his teeth and held on.
In the current Japan District, only the areas that previously belonged to the Sakura Empire had begun to settle into peace.
If the story had ended there, it would have been fine, but there is always something called coincidence that forces a tale to continue.
Suddenly, his eyes lit up. He struck both palms against the furnace simultaneously, and as the two furnaces shuddered, the materials that had already melted into liquid transformed into a thread of silk, dropping into the prepared molds.
Zi Lei felt like his head was about to explode; tending to over twenty sisters-in-law every day, he dared not make a single mistake.
Following this, the man looked at Murong Ling and Chen Xiao with malicious intent, while as for Yang Yang, he was completely ignored.
After a moment, the Heavenly Ape spoke: "Back then, the Demon Lord had twelve demon generals under his command. During the battle on the Battlefield of the Gods, six were slain instantly. Four of those six were killed by Qingshuang, and the other two were taken down by the Blood Emperor and the Underworld Sovereign."
I wonder where Mingda is now? It certainly won't be drinking with his friends; he must be exhausted. It’s a pity I can’t help him with anything right now.
She felt nothing but respect for the disciples of Duanyun Mountain who had sacrificed themselves, but when Kong Zhen self-destructed for her sake, her heart was filled only with panic.
"I won't disturb Brother Xing’s recovery any longer. If you need anything, just send word," Fang Yan said, preparing to exit the secret chamber.
Though his body could not rise, his divine sense could still observe. When the Yin-Yang Demon Emperor expanded his awareness, he saw a scene that shocked him: Chu Linfeng was not dead. He was sitting on the ground, recovering his body; although his injuries were severe, he was in no immediate danger.
Ye Mang turned and bent down, letting the high kick graze over his head. Following the momentum of his turn, he launched a fierce back-kick that struck the bodyguard squarely in the chest, sending him flying four or five meters away, where he collapsed and could not rise again.