Volume 1, Chapter 25: Antiques

Zhang Wenxuan took a deep breath, steadying his racing heart. He rubbed his chin and mused, "I recall that Sister Binglan works in the antique industry. What a coincidence; she is the perfect person to help me get started."

"This spiritual energy is truly powerful. It upgraded my Celestial Eye immediately, and if it can do this much with just one upgrade, what might happen with further ones? It seems I need even more spiritual energy."

He made a firm decision right then and there: he had to find ways to acquire more. He had originally intended to avoid the jade trade to keep a low profile, but it was clear now that he couldn't afford to stay away from it, as it was his primary source of energy.

When news reached Ye Xing that Huo Yao had mobilized most of his naval forces to search the streets of Jiangzhou with predatory ferocity, Ye Xing remained unmoved.

Unleashed dark magic swirled around Soekssar. A mass of black matter shot into the sky, instantly turning it as pitch-black as if ink had been spilled across a canvas.

It turned out Jiaheng enjoyed this way of explaining things. It wasn't the original owner's fault that the lessons were dry; for a high school student, mastering all the key points was already an impressive feat.

Yan Zheng, failing to notice the trap hidden behind Wangshu’s smiling expression, chuckled to himself, "I began contemplating names the moment you became pregnant." After all, Chengpei had been named at birth; his and Wangshu's child couldn't be treated with less care. It couldn't be a haphazard choice; it required careful thought well in advance.

As they spoke, the head eunuch, Li Yue, entered carrying a delicate, high-footed plate with cloud patterns, filled with steaming, exquisite pastries. In truth, the Eight-Treasure Cakes were not particularly appealing in color—dull gray and yellowish—and even when molded into delicate flower shapes, their presentation remained mediocre.

After expending considerable effort to eliminate the black zombie, Wuchenzi appeared by Ye Chen’s side, smiling and nodding in deep satisfaction.

On the other hand, there was likely an intention to provide him with protection, as no one knew how the Phoenix King might view this matter.

"Ziming, are you still planning to play in the singles matches?" Ye Qiu stared at Li Ziming. Wearing a mask and a hat, Li Ziming could only see the depth in Ye Qiu’s eyes.

"Do not look at what is improper," Yu Qiuping murmured to himself, lowering his gaze to the floor to avoid the sight of the scantily clad young women.

"Many thanks, Martial God of the Blood Sea!" Hearing this, the spirit beasts felt as though they had been granted a reprieve. They immediately took the severely wounded Sin'erbo and left the area. The place was vast enough, and it was better not to appear before Chu Ye for the time being, especially since Sin'erbo required urgent medical attention.

The Wuji Sect had become the universally acknowledged top sect thanks to him, leaving the Yunxiu Palace, once its equal in prestige, far behind.

Luo Qinglan nodded. Instead of retracing her steps, she signaled for Chi Yufeng to take out the Ghost Shadow Stone, allowing them to pass directly through the walls of the treasure chamber and escape quickly.

The man before her was not only handsome; his elegant, noble demeanor was tinged with a cool, domineering air, and the charm he exuded with every movement was almost lethal.

He had to admit that this experience had revealed his weaknesses. For now, however, he was more concerned about Lin Kexin’s situation.

At first, Bai Fanglan hadn't cared much about Sun Chan looking after the child; it was just a low-paying job that didn't affect her. But one day, she happened to hear a nurse mention that the child’s parents were actually officials at the Labor Bureau in the neighboring city.

"My destructive power is quite high; it would be better to keep some distance!" Seeing this, Long Shaofeng shook his head and spoke up.

You tell me—wasn't he single-mindedly trying to conquer the world so that the poor would no longer suffer and could finally lead prosperous lives?

Lu Mi’s body writhed, her face twisted in agony as she glared at Chai Lingqing with intense hatred, wishing she could devour her whole.

Yet, the moment the stage lights turned on, a round object suddenly fell from the sky, landing right in the arms of a male student.

I slowly closed my eyes, wanting to accept it all in silence. If this is fate, what else can I do?

The Hexi fishing pier of the War of Resistance era was a world apart from the current one, with its concrete buildings, heavy traffic, and throngs of pedestrians.

I only hope that all of this is just a product of my own overactive imagination, and that none of it is real.

Those rascals and hoodlums who had offended Shi Lengzi were about to have a very uncomfortable and miserable time, with a full pot of trouble coming their way.

Han Shaoxun’s face darkened instantly. This wasn't in the program, was it? These guys were adding acts without permission.

It turned out Uncle Ding had his own twisted logic; he claimed he was only taking what belonged to him to save me the trouble of dividing it later.

One was the "Mad Dog" Huang Feng from Shuangfeng High, another was Gu Wei from Oak High, and the third was Huang Junqiang from Overseas Chinese High.

He had chatted with Ji Jinfa for a long time, and it was time to sleep. Long Shaoyan’s sharp ears caught the sound of a maid heading toward their room to attend to them. "Time to sleep." Long Shaoyan gave Helan Yao a meaningful look as he left her with those words.

The others looked tense. Su Ruhui entered the hall, quietly shrinking into a corner, and could only mirror the worried expressions of everyone else.

Tugging at my wounds as I dressed, I felt no physical pain, only a strange, inexplicable sense of distress.

Having said that, Wang Yue had no desire to continue entangling himself with her. He pulled Lin Duo'er along and continued their stroll.

I thought... I thought he was dead. Could it be that the shots from Bo Yin had missed his vital organs?

Wu Daizhen was seven years older than Ai Mu, but she felt as though several galaxies stood between them. That, however, did not stop her from feeling pity and compassion for her.

She then led the masked man to the "Diamond Zone." Her internet café had many zones, ranging from Bronze to Challenger, all with identical configurations. The division was purely for the sake of having a themed café with a sense of taste and style.

Every day after finishing his work, Yue Ming would go to pick up Wei Renwu, who could always be found in the same place.

Long Shaoyan gave a bitter smile. He had clearly intended for Helan Yao to sit beside him, but she had chosen to sit directly opposite him instead.

Their bodies were tightly embraced, leaving no gaps—an intimacy so urgent and lingering that it felt as if nothing in the world could ever tear them apart.