Volume 1, Chapter 49: Devoured and Done With, Refusing to Admit It!

Suddenly, Shen Nian'an's mischievous little hand lifted Si Jinnian's shirt, and she buried her head straight into it.

Her soft fingertips poked against his hardening abdominal muscles, sending a wave of heat surging straight from the soles of his feet through his entire body.

"An'an..." A deep, hoarse voice squeezed with difficulty through Si Jinnian's teeth.

Since ancient times, the imperial palace had been filled with numerous imperial concubines and even more disputes. To win favor, they would exhaust every possible means—scheming, plotting, and backstabbing one another. It was even common practice for them to collude with court officials, dividing themselves into various factions to fight to the death.

"No. Lanlan, staying here in the county town is extremely dangerous. You cannot go out, and cooping yourself up at home all day with nothing to do is of no help to me whatsoever. Instead, it would drain my time and energy, and might even hinder my actions," Fang Jiren warned.

Leng Yihe took the Green Dragon Crescent Blade. Feeling its passive ability resonate with his innate attributes to help restore his depleted spiritual energy, he cast a grateful look at Fu Yan.

"Of course not. Three hundred meters from the summit lies the steepest part of this mountain—the area shrouded in fog that you see up there. Legend has it that the most precious plant in the Six Realms grows there: the Crimson Blood Lotus," Yun'er explained.

Taking these considerations into account, Fu Yan finally made up his mind to bring her to his current hideout.

Zhang Wuchang simply could not take it anymore. Staying with a heaven-defying monster of a genius like Lin Tian brought too much pressure, which would severely shake his confidence and his foundation in the Dao. Bottlenecks that ordinary people struggled for eight or ten years to break through were smashed through by Lin Tian overnight, only for him to sigh in disappointment over his slow cultivation speed. How was anyone else supposed to feel?

Fu Yan directly ignored their teasing. Ever since they found out he was pursuing Chu Yuhao, they had never let up—it was nothing more than "envy, jealousy, and hatred," or at least that was how he understood it.

Boss Zhang had not expected this Yufeng to possess such stubborn willpower; had he lived in ancient times, his future would have been limitless.

Wang Xiying returned to her room, turned on the computer, and switched to the villa's surveillance system. Zhengbin had arranged for someone to escort the guests to their rooms on the second floor to rest before leaving the villa. A tracker on her mobile phone displayed the route he took as he left, and everything appeared completely normal.

As Yinling and Jinfeng walked along, they suddenly sensed an aura of murder permeating the surroundings, and she immediately told Jinfeng to hide.

Sweat beaded on his forehead. Standing in front of Lu Yunxuan, Ye Feiyu trembled visibly. Right at that moment, the lower half of the charging Vine Python King exploded into pieces, causing its momentum to surge once again.

Scorching red flames rolled across the sky like a massive sea of fire, and beneath that searing heat, the temperature of the entire Star Crystal City rose accordingly.

Everyone seated here, aside from a few branch members like Shi Bujing, belonged to the main family. Once someone became an elder, their status would naturally rise along with it.

There was another, even more crucial point: the magic airship base was the property of Master Dewey, who was considered a national treasure of Vichy Fortress. Anyone who dared to lay a hand on the magic airship base would mean facing the iron fist of Vichy Fortress.
During the intense battle just moments ago, Princess Tianmeng had already slipped away from the area. After all, her severe injuries had not yet fully healed; remaining there any longer might expose her to the oppressive might of the experts! Her body simply could not withstand such a powerful suppression!

Rod's fingers paused slightly as they tapped against the armrest. To be honest, even he was somewhat shocked. How could someone with congenital bone deficiencies cultivate to the early third rank overnight?

With a gentle push from Anyu, the man was tossed out like a sack of grain. Sweeping his gaze across the crowd, Anyu took Yuanyi by the hand and continued forward.

The reason Guirlan managed to maintain his sanity was not because he possessed extraordinary spiritual power, but rather because he had served by the white-robed man's side from the very beginning. Under that protection, his soul was naturally spared from being directly shattered by Edward's Haoshoku Haki.