Volume One, Chapter 24: Xia Zhiyuan Broke a Bone—Serves Her Right!

As they passed by a wild rabbit's burrow, Lin Ranyan asked Ji Junxiao to set her down.

“Honey, there seems to be a rabbit trap over there. Go take a look—there might be a rabbit inside.”

Ji Junxiao went over and, sure enough, caught two wild rabbits.

Lin Ranyan was overjoyed. “Wonderful, we can keep them.”

After dealing with the second elite rookie that day, Huang Xuan found herself facing even more of these so-called “elite rookies.”

Next came Chen Yunning’s main performance: he praised his brother-in-law from head to toe, his words brimming with hidden meaning. He hoped to use their family ties to secure a good post, and to let his illegitimate son meet his brother-in-law.

So, when the god who created the Feathered Clan first brought them into being, was it really just for the sake of their beauty?

It seemed that Yu Hao, now with a broken arm and missing leg, had become nothing more than a lump of flesh, stripped of every shred of dignity.

Li Shengang muttered to himself, “You say you’re not a pig?” Yet his feet moved as if set on rails—he darted out in a few brisk steps, as if fleeing from the city guards. The room, meanwhile, was decidedly stifling.

“Master Sacred Artifact!” Di Chen cried out, and in his urgency, instantly summoned the full power of his world and his sacred artifact.

Zhao Yaning, after all, was now using a card with all abilities at level three—his strength had grown considerably. He had always held back, waiting for the right opportunity, but now, with his opponent’s emotions in chaos, when else would he have such a perfect chance to strike?

“Mom, I’m going out to have a look.” Liu Feng winked at her mother before slipping out of the kitchen.

In the past, if I so much as exchanged a few words with another man, he would mock me for being desperate to find a new lover. Now, he would never utter such things.

The kitchen was open-concept—the dining room led directly into it, marked only by a door frame, the range hood humming quietly above. Only simple cooking utensils were here; if a master chef ever visited, they would have to use the annex in the courtyard.

My calm and composure made her lose face. In the end, she swept her sleeves and left once more. Before she went, she left a single sentence behind—one that still fills me with dread. And, as it turned out, her words came true.

At that moment, Mrs. Shen seemed so shaken by Ye Zhanli’s reputation that she collapsed, screaming and pointing directly at Ling Qingrui, as if that might prove Ling Qingrui was behind it all.

He had endured the changes brought by Yin Xiran, and still he strove to win back her smile, but he never could have imagined that, in just a few short months, the Angel of Hell would truly become cold as hell itself.

Su Yue hurried over—ever since she began studying medicine, her first instinct at any accident scene was to help, for to heal and to save is the physician’s duty.

Even the Heavenly Official came to the doorway, peering after them as they left, surprise flickering across his face.

“Don’t the Han people have a saying—‘Never bully the poor youth’?” the Prince Su said. “Now that Qinian’s no longer in disgrace, naturally his brother must admit his faults and mend his ways.”

Within the team, the bounty assassin Steel Spike raised an eyebrow as he scanned his game interface, clearly dissatisfied with the mission rewards.

He wore black from head to toe, a three-foot sword strapped to his back, and the moment he entered the passage, he strode straight up to Wang Dali and threw a punch.

Fortunately, Jiang Fei’s motives for seeking out his mother’s elder sister couldn’t be more obvious—money or protection. He would never harm her.

The Second Prince, a royal by birth, had come alone to the Emperor’s harem—an act so strange it defied explanation.

The fourth brother gave the escort no chance—taking advantage of his stumbling retreat, he closed in with a following step and struck at his chest with a crushing punch.

As soon as he finished speaking, he closed his eyes, steadied his breath, and began to circulate his energy, gathering spiritual power to cultivate.

Remembering the debt he still owed the prince, he swallowed his anger and continued reading the marriage announcements.

Yang Shanli used his three trump cards to make promises and deals, first with Canaan Academy, then the Black Emperor Sect, and finally the Serpent Tribe.

Girls like Xiao Xuner and Su Yitang, who didn’t play the icy beauty, found it especially hard to master such an expression.

The demon-slaying campaign lasted two days and a night. Despite their best efforts to surround the area, the expanse of Sanqing Mountain and its countless villages made it impossible to guarantee that every monster that suddenly appeared had been caught.

When Huang Yu brought in the black, bitter medicine, I was at a loss, not knowing what to do, but Tangtang tugged at Huang Yu’s pant leg, insisting she go back out with her.

Meng Jiu had never met Yu Qingge—she only knew that person lived near Sanqing Mountain, occasionally appearing and vanishing like a ghost, shrouded in mystery.

But the results now were already quite impressive—a television drama with such high ratings would do wonders for an artist’s popularity.

At this moment, Magistrate Hu was sobbing and sniffling. Taking advantage of Su Yu’s invitation to rise, he quickly slipped a thick bundle of silver notes into Su Yu’s sleeve.

On the news, a reporter spoke of children in the mountains who rose before dawn and returned home late, all for the sake of trudging to and from school. Now, heavy snow had fallen in the mountains, making travel nearly impossible; the government was working to resolve the issue.

“Mm!” You Xueqing whimpered softly, but in such a situation, she was too embarrassed to make a sound.

Xu Xiao was clearly shocked as well—Su Qinghan’s humility toward Su Ranyan showed how deeply he doted on her. Otherwise, he could have just walked away.

At the same time, I was unwilling to reveal the rope, for the way the stream branched at the fault line suggested there was a mountain path leading to the mountain where He Houyi and the others were.

Aunt Sun sensed something was wrong, but when she turned around, the path she’d come by had vanished. A chill ran down her spine.

Compared to such prodigies, it felt as if my whole life had been lived in vain.

An eternal immortal realm had opened up before her, revealing a whole new world, transcending the laws of heaven. That was true divinity—even if she had no time for anything else, she was now a threat to the entire universe.

Suddenly, a hand reached from behind and covered my mouth, another arm encircling me and pinning my arms behind me. I staggered, falling into a warm embrace, the familiar scent of pear blossoms drifting all around.

The two were about to enter the alley that night when an assassin attacked; since then, Guan Jinlin hadn’t had an intimate moment with Rong Shimian, and the matter of starting a family was put on hold.

“Buddy, I’m a bit thirsty. Would you mind asking the waiter to bring me the rest of that red wine?” Xu Meilin’s voice trembled as she spoke. Zhang Yang answered solemnly, then walked to the door, pressed the intercom on the wall, and repeated the request.