Volume 1, Chapter 47: Is That Fake Around Your Neck?

Tan Xiang, do you really think I am still completely in the dark? I have already discovered the truth about my lineage. The Earth Soul Clan destroyed my Qilin Clan, and I will definitely avenge this blood debt. However, before exacting revenge, I need to understand what kind of race the Earth Soul Clan truly is.

Several days passed in the blink of an eye. Lin Yu began making arrangements for Ran Ling'er to start school, enrolling her in a nearby kindergarten. He himself headed to the First High School as usual. Upon entering the classroom, his classmates all cast astonished gazes his way.

"Thank you, Captain, but I'm not in the mood to think about this right now." She had promised herself not to cry, but the tears fell regardless, betraying her stubborn composure.

No matter how merciless Yun Qiumeng's words were, Yuelue swallowed back any urge to retort. After all, she was speaking the truth and had struck squarely at his most sensitive pain point.

I also raised my hand and waved it gently through the air. A succession of soft, gentle breezes swept over, shaking the pink petals loose from the branches. They drifted down in a leisurely cascade, forming a pink petal rain that lent the surroundings a somewhat dreamy atmosphere.

Just as Bai Yuxian was basking in her triumph, she never expected this to be Liu Yanxue's stratagem. With a fierce grip on the end of the whip, Liu Yanxue gave her body a slight twist, causing the long whip to coil back around Bai Yuxian like a nimble serpent.

"Yet that young man claimed there is an urgent matter at hand, one that concerns the reputation of our Danxia Sword Sect," the elder said in a deep voice.

Hengheng felt a bit unnerved under Tang Luo's gaze, but it wagged its tail and even rubbed affectionately against him in an ingratiating manner.

The moment Zhao Yuanlong sat down in Xia Hehe's seat, however, his entire body stiffened, and cold sweat broke out profusely across his forehead.

"Just now, I used my inner energy to forcefully open up the Governor and Conception vessels within your body! That is why you are suddenly feeling such a massive surge in power!" Old Master Tuo spoke, then suddenly raised his hand and lashed out with a punch toward me.

"What did your Sister Hongyu do before this?" Liao Fan had not expected to encounter such a kind-hearted maiden in this era, even if she was a little rough with him.

"Yang Erlang, do not push people too far! Even if my son has committed murder, arson, and every heinous crime imaginable, what business is it of yours?!" Bixi clenched her teeth and shouted with feigned courage.

"Understood!" Protector Lin replied in a low voice, his figure flashing out like a ghost. With a few swift bounds, he closed in on the hidden sentry post, and his flying blade struck out abruptly.

Visions of countless distinct faces flashed past continuously. Countless people were speaking—some arguing, some tender, some angry, some moved. A myriad of emotions surged toward Fu Can, nearly causing his mind to burst from the overload.

"Surely you know that our Cannibal Tribe is particularly skilled in assassination and sneak attacks. If you dare to inform on us, I guarantee that neither you nor your entire clan will escape the consequences!" The Blood Buddha raised his crimson blade and slashed it through the air, instantly cleaving a massive boulder in two.

In the words of the sector commander, the operations officer was on this trip to bring only ears and no mouth, to summarize experiences without voicing opinions, and strictly forbidden from interfering with Li Ziyuan's command. They would give this resourceful fellow a free hand to fight this battle and see if he could find a flaw in the Japanese tactics.

You know it well: he was never a capable or qualified ruler. Even if I did not kill him, his kingdom would not have lasted long anyway! Someone else would have usurped his throne all the same.

Ding Huo hesitated at the intersection. His previously leisurely mood tightened instantly as he recalled his prior battle with Lone Star.

The Lady of South City had perished; he had ascended Qingshan Stronghold, journeyed to Dragon Elephant Manor, parted ways with Zhu You, and shaved his head to make a solemn vow.

Hearing this, Ma Xiugu could no longer contain her laughter. "Father, you're the best!" she cried, skipping out from behind the screen and throwing herself into the arms of Good Man Ma.

Over the years, Wang Yue had long since formed a habit. True, he was a top-tier professional gamer, but he had also lost the most fundamental aspects of a normal life.

Even though this might mean they wouldn't arrive in time, there was no other choice. Gritting his teeth, Li Nan followed Wang Yue and took a detour along the riverbed.

"The yearning for the light harbored by someone who has lived in darkness for a long time is something neither you nor I can truly comprehend. Even though he knew meeting me would cost him dearly, I still have a seventy-percent certainty that he will see me," Mao Leyan said with absolute conviction.

Ji Wujing recalled the rest of the story Changsheng had told him. Later on, Ji Xuanque appeared and ridiculed that arrogant young scion's poem for being utterly abysmal—criticizing its antithesis, rhyme, diction, and artistic conception all at once by composing a counter-poem to disparage him—before taking Gu Jianli away.

In fact, as early as three days ago, Zhou Yan had already mixed into the medicinal herbs and spiritual plants required by those remnants of the Blood-Shedding Demonic Sect a set of Five Elements attributes that directly counteracted the herbs themselves.

"Uchiha Itachi, release the Kazekage!" Hatake Kakashi had already shoved up his headband to reveal his Sharingan.

Selena had not anticipated that the other party would resort to such a move. Of course, as a vampire who had lived for centuries, Selena did not place excessive importance on such matters. She stood up, straightened her clothes, and though brimming with anger, she did not forget to grab some ammunition before departing as well.

Su Ruchui's heart sank: Could Lady Han truly be so foolish? Did she really believe that by cursing Crown Prince Ganlin to death, her own son would have a shot at the throne?

"And Consort An is also the Duke of Su's..." Before Zhou Yi'er could finish her sentence, a voice piped up from ahead, announcing that the Crown Prince and several imperial princes had come together to pay their respects to the Empress Dowager and were currently outside the Shanglin Garden.

Luo Hao hesitated no longer, instantly surging forward. His Q ability, *Siphon*, struck a werewolf directly. Although he had not yet transformed, the magic damage—or more specifically, the system-governed energy damage—was something they simply could not withstand, proving fatal.