Volume 1, Chapter 50: Elder Sister Mu, Be Good

When Ye Chuiyun took her to buy jewelry, he was actually buying jewelry.

Due to the slow northward advance of Franco's Nationalist forces, Rommel's German-Spanish combined corps pausing in Madrid to regroup, and the Italian Expeditionary Force showing no inclination to move south, the Republican government was granted a brief respite to reorganize the scattered troops recalled from all directions.

"Since there's such a good thing, then tell me, why did you even come to the Heavenly Origin Continent? Is resting here really all that great? What good is achieving immortality through rest if you're still just living in a world of deceit and treachery?" Xue Ru completely believed such words, but she detested the pursuit of immortality to the core.

It seemed that the voice inside the Nether Ghost's mind moments ago could not truly affect him, nor did it manage to provoke his anger.

Before the treasure appreciation assembly had concluded, Lou Jingou took back the 'inner core' and, under the gaze of everyone present, brought it directly before Qi Tianshou.

Yuqing agreed without a moment's hesitation, becoming a disciple and joining the Emei Sect the very next day. Because Mochen accepted her as a disciple on behalf of his master, Yuqing attained the same generation rank as Mochen and Lianyuncheng, addressing one another as junior and senior martial sisters and brothers.

Behind the long hair veering across her eyes, a faint purple light also flashed. Feng Lin was fighting for her, fighting for her sake.

The moment these golden specks of light appeared, the vast, ocean-like lake of spiritual energy in the dantian suddenly diminished. All of this receding spiritual energy rushed frantically toward those golden specks.

"What are you talking about?" Avalokitesvara blushed with embarrassment and anger upon hearing this, wishing she could strike this lecherous scoundrel dead with a single palm.

With that, he raised his staff and struck, while the Black Bear Spirit swiftly thrust his spear to meet the attack. The two fought for more than twenty rounds without a victor emerging.

"Isn't it shocking? If I hadn't experienced it myself, I wouldn't believe anyone who told me." Liu Che sighed with emotion.

In the past, her second brother had always spoken to her in gentle whispers; no matter how grave her mistakes, he had never scolded her. Yet now, he actually flew into a rage at her because of this. She refused to admit that the person before her was her true second brother—how could her second brother treat her this way?

"If you've got the guts, don't run!" Ma Xiaotian also leaped into the air, though this time he did not give chase. It seemed that against the Blood Ancestor's escape, he was likewise powerless.

"Haha, rest assured, the Elves won't mind. They might even be overjoyed," Li Yan said, winking knowingly at Manager Gordon as he spoke.

As she spoke, she made to walk over. But the moment she took a step, her hand was caught by Bai Bing.

Tianqiao's weeping had not yet ceased when she saw her old friend covered in saber gashes and sword wounds, mutilated beyond recognition, driving her to absolute grief and despair. Supported by Yunhe's comforting words, she managed to barely hold on.

The night was hazy, and a chilling wind blew in gusts. A bright full moon slowly climbed to the center of the sky, casting a silvery glow over the vast wilderness of Hubei, as if an endless blanket of heavy snow had just fallen.

The group parked their vehicle in a low-lying area and slowly stepped out. Guided by the beams of their flashlights, they walked step by step toward the overturned vehicle.

By noon the next day, an exhausted Huang Guoqiang finally returned to his residence. Now in his mid-thirties, he was no longer as resilient as he had been in his youth. Tossing and turning like this all night had almost drained him dry.

Even in such public battles, the participating mages could not possibly employ any high-tier magic. Yet even if they merely cast low-tier spells, it was still a spectacle worth watching.

Was there really such a matter? Guo Lin pricked up his ears, thinking to himself that the Patching-Heaven Divine Mirror blocking Wei Shaotian's ultimate killing blow back then had indeed attracted too much attention. I'm afraid it wasn't just the elders of the Watching-Moon Mansion who wanted to seize the divine mirror from him to claim credit from Elder Wei.