Chapter 60: I Could Beat You Even If I Painted With My Feet

After Kicking Out My Scumbag Husband, I Got Entangled with the Prince of Beijing Society Journeying through the snow, fortune smiles upon the traveler. 1963 words 2026-02-09 19:36:36

Chu Nan faced this fatal thrust, yet chose neither to dodge nor evade. Instead, his right hand unfurled, and a cluster of crimson flames burst forth. The black beam of light, accompanied by a piercing scream, pierced straight through Liu Jing Shan’s body and shot toward a distant mountain. As the earth trembled, the mountain was instantly reduced to ashes.

Activities like “Enter My Heart” were ones he would certainly attend, and wherever he went, Li Nuanshu would not be absent. Chen Xingyun was highly anticipating what expression Li Nuanshu might wear upon their meeting.

The third step required the entire body to fuse with the elements, integrating every inch, before gathering all elemental energy back into the heart to form the elemental core.

Blades and sword aura swept across the land, and all gazes were suddenly riveted. Even the two masters of the Divine Palace at the Destiny End stage showed a slight change of expression.

Ye Mochen had always known that An Yuqing did not like him. Still, despite her indifference, she would normally greet him when they met. This time, her silent departure was a first—had she discovered something?

He silently added in his heart, not only Hill and Mavis, but the remaining few were equally beloved.

After arriving in the world of Shadow Ninja, Zhang Han used the nature-changing properties of lightning energy to unleash Chidori. Coupled with his ability to absorb natural energy, his technique proved even more powerful than Kakashi’s Lightning Cutter.

“Wait!” The dense smoke had begun to clear, and the silhouettes of other figures gradually appeared.

Those slender, flawless jade fingers, once envied by all, were now covered in scars. Yet she seemed not to feel them, wholly absorbed in her alchemy.

The secret detectives of the Spirit Hall shrieked in terror, not to mention ordinary people. In the chamber, apart from Xie Half-Ghost and Liang Qi, everyone else collapsed to the ground, overwhelmed by fear and anesthesia.

Five mount scrolls—quite decent items, though Andy had no need for them. He had no intention of purchasing for others now.

Moreover, from each skirmish, Liu Qi noticed his opponents progressing. Though confident in his own martial talent and certain of his own advancement, his adversaries’ diligence and endurance filled him with dread.

Rong Susu’s carriage stopped at the shop’s entrance. Ye Zhen boarded, followed by Rong Susu, and the coachman set off at once.

Other professions were similar; the damage dealt by each was exceptionally high, causing both magical and physical butterfly attacks to suffer significant harm.

Ye Zhen understood all that was said to her, but to reassure him, she nodded and agreed. Jun Ninglan, using lightness skill, vanished within moments into the snowy wilderness.

“It’s fine. If you don’t agree, I simply won’t eat,” Qian Mo insisted stubbornly, both firm and gentle.

After some time, the noise faded away. Ye Shaoxuan’s clothes were reduced to ashes, while Emperor Shizhe was left astonished.

The leftovers from yesterday, Chen Yu prepared lightly—particularly since Zhu Qing had drunk some wine, and Zhu Xue had eaten rather greasy food. So today’s dishes were all light, free of any oiliness.

Qi Ming did not know Wu Yong, nor did he use spiritual power to probe his cultivation. He knew the gap was too vast; using spiritual force would yield no result and might leave a poor impression.

I panicked for a moment. Clearly, I was strong enough, so why hadn’t I thought to forcibly break Zhang Aotian’s space just now? No—even if I had thought of it, I probably couldn’t have done it, for this was a dream, and many things didn’t follow ordinary logic.

Today’s main purpose was to snatch the bride; otherwise, I would certainly observe and visit these notable figures properly.

Chen Lin found Yuan Xing’s loan name familiar at first, but now with Hongxing Gang mentioned, it sounded even more so. Wasn’t the SPA club Yuan Shu ran called Hongxing Club?

Although Wang Chuan served in the Ministry of Works—a department with lucrative prospects—his rank was insufficient to garner much benefit. Naturally, he could only arrange his residence in the less privileged southern city.

Li Mingfeng raised his head, looking at Zhang Keji with anticipation. “Please, sir, teach me.” Years of acquaintance had fostered deep admiration; Zhang Keji was a wise man equal to his master and surely had a perfect solution for his dilemma.

Clad in a purple robe, almost identical in color to his previous attire, yet upon closer inspection, the hue was lighter, giving it a more delicate and ethereal feel.

Now, in this world, though Qin Yue didn’t ignore Qi Hao, she no longer monitored him at all.

Leaving Qingyang Town, the team gradually grew lively again. This time, thirty-five people accompanied them, not counting the two who held the line. It was a formidable group.

The “calm” surface should have been full of waves—those who had crossed inadvertently were like waves pushed back. But the question remained: after the waves returned, how would the gaps in time be patched?

Zhao Rui looked helplessly at the tightly shut office door, sighed, and obediently took out his phone to draft a PR statement. If the matter could be explained well, it might even boost Qin Ming’s popularity. If not, it could affect him for quite some time.

Scholar He sent He Zhi and his sister away, then began to examine Gu Qingyun and Gu Qingming.

Yun Fengze had thought himself overly cautious, but Jin Xuan Si and Lan Yun You had also mentioned Lei’er’s unusual state. What worried them most was that every time Lan Yun You took Lei’er’s pulse, everything seemed normal.

Qingcheng and Reng Yuan allowed everyone to complain about the inconvenience of holding such a rare event together, but their decision remained unchanged. Thus, everyone had only a few hours to struggle and choose, torn between anticipation and regret, wishing they could split themselves in two to attend both.