Volume 1, Chapter 54: Marrying Upward

Huo Shixu frowned deeply.

Burn her to death?

Su Yu'an?

When she was found, Song Nanyi had indeed been drenched in gasoline. Was it done by Su Yu'an, or was it a stunt directed by Song Nanyi herself?

If Su Yu'an was the one who did it, then why would she want to burn Song Nanyi to death?

"Could you explain yourself more clearly?"

Song Nanyi had no idea what Huo Shixu was pretending for.

Just as Black Tiger's hand came within ten centimeters of Liu Xinhuan, she suddenly threw a punch straight at his temple.

Previously, merely hitting a few bottlenecks would stall him for a long time. If he hadn't sought out the ancient imperial crocodile for sparring, using intense combat to stimulate the breakthrough, he would have no idea how many precious heavenly treasures would have been wasted before seeing any hope of advancing.

If three True Immortals from Longzhou hadn't broken through their defenses, at least Tianwu City would not have been breached by now.

Celia watched as Chris finished speaking and stormed off in anger, having no idea where she might hide. Chris was her former self, and her rebirth was not the focal point of her memories; she simply could not get past that hurdle.

Old Chu channelled his inner energy, continuously waving the dagger in his right hand until A-San was whittled down to a mere outline. He didn't want to let A-San die so easily; he wanted to torture him slowly, and only end him when they could no longer hold out.

Just as Feng Jiutian had predicted earlier, by driving the Haotian Qianxun Pagoda and simultaneously casting the spatial protection spell of the Phoenix clan, he ultimately achieved a result where one plus one was greater than two.

Beyond that, other good news came from the Great Xia side as well. Martial Emperor Tianchong had not disappointed Li Hengxuan.

However, to be on the safe side, Lu Yifan still sent a WeChat message to the God of Cookery, Zhu Dabao, begging him to teach him a few more tricks.

Relieved in his heart, Xu Futian could no longer suppress his injuries; he spat a mouthful of blood and collapsed unconscious onto the ground.

Upon entering the cultivation chamber, Feng Jiutian opened his mouth and spat out the Myriad Worlds Mirror, after which a flash of blue light illuminated it, and Fang Huaixuan and Zhou Tong were teleported out.

However, for Uehara Shu, such high-intensity smelting also brought certain benefits to him.

Everyone was reminiscing, treating the [Ice Core] almost as a special comrade who had "sacrificed" themselves in this operation.

"Mother has had an excess of liver fire lately, and I heard that grapes are nourishing for the yin and the liver. It would be best to bring them to her," Lady Jiang said gently.

Ni Songtao looked at their seating arrangements and expressed his satisfaction. Both of them were, in his eyes, "generals" for the upcoming college entrance examination.

Yet if Song Jianchu came out and let herself be coaxed by Wu Xiuxue into admitting it, how would their Lin family ever show their faces in the village again?

Drawing the "Skinny Dog Vajra" back into his body, Li Xiuchang once again distinctly felt the immense strength of his physical flesh. His tendons and bones cracked like firecrackers, his power was abundant, and his vital energy was robust.

What surprised and perplexed me the most was Old Ge. Normally, when ordinary people witnessed such bizarre occurrences, even if they weren't frightened out of their wits, they should at least have been extremely astonished. Yet not only was he completely unsurprised, but he also maintained an air of utter calm.

As for Shu Ling, Bai Sining, and Lan Tianxin, under Luo Ran's insistent urging, they returned along with Old Wang.

For ordinary people, [defying a master's orders], even if committed, would at most incur the condemnation of one's conscience, perhaps leading to a few sleepless nights, and was nothing particularly monumental.

Yet at the moment of collision, Jiraiya suddenly felt an attractive force pulling at him, and a massive amount of his chakra was instantly drained away.

Compared to these petty affairs within the palace, the household registration drives across various regions and the peace and stability of the four borders were evidently far more important.

Then, a dim blue precious light surrounded her, protecting her entire body like a safe passageway, escorting her as she flew far away.

Hearing the word "friend," Fuyunzi grew secretly suspicious. Anyone possessing such a spiritual artifact must have a profound level of cultivation. For him not to address the person as "senior" but merely as a "friend"—was that not a bizarre anomaly?