Chapter 1126: Lu Yang: I Did My Best

Upon hearing his eldest senior sister's proposal, Lu Yang felt a sudden stir of longing.

He recalled his days of cultivation upon her Golden Core Star, where, as the metal-element qi ground him down, he had utilized the embryonic form of the Seven Emotions Dao Fruit to surprisingly wondrous effect.

Free from the slightest touch of pain, it had been, in the truest sense, a joyous cultivation.

Yet, a lingering apprehension remained.

"Did Old Meng agree to this?"

Both he and Old Meng were currently convalescing; if Old Meng stubborned himself into claiming he felt no pain and required no aid from Perfected Master Zhuiyue, then—

"Then I shall go find First and Second Brother this instant, and tell them not to kill you," the third brother said upon hearing the fat youth's words, turning to stride out of the room.

"You will regret this, Ke Feihu! I am leaving this wedding!" President Liu barked, turning to make his exit.

The laxity of Taicheng was notorious; though the regulations of every palace and temple mandated the morning assembly at the first quarter of the hour of Chen, and even earlier on special occasions like imperial audiences, the officials rarely managed to assemble by the hour of Mao, and outright strikes were a commonplace occurrence.

"I am the Fourth Young Master, and I am currently in the ballroom. An incident has occurred here. Have your General Manager Gao come down at once; if he is not here within three minutes, he may tender his resignation," the Fourth Young Master commanded.

In truth, many harbored the misconception that every single Jiangshi was inherently a blood-drinker.

Take Tao Kan of Jingzhou, for instance; he possessed neither funds nor provisions, yet he had actually dispatched a contingent of a thousand men, led by his son Tao Cheng, which was already marching eastward. As for whether to admit them into the imperial guard and where to station them, Wang Dao and Yu Tan had been locked in tedious disputes for days.

That fearsome, colossal immortal organ had vanished into thin air; even having witnessed it with one's own eyes, it remained utterly beyond belief.

Upon hearing Xiao Kuang's words, Xu Ming's expression tightened instantly with tension, and the powerful aura of the Blood Sovereign realm erupted from his form.

Zhang Zhen let out a cold sneer and unleashed the Six Meridians Divine Sword once more, intent on seeing just how long they could hold out; to think they could threaten him with Yuchen City was an egregious miscalculation.

Immediately following this, Wu Shisan used his sword to turn over the gravel ahead, revealing a collection of bleached bones beneath.

Stepping outside the carriage, she offered a profound bow to the assembled crowd and spoke in a clear, resonant voice: "Greetings, everyone." She did not introduce herself as Ah Rong of the Chen clan, nor did she invoke her title of Hongyunzi, nor did she address them as her colleagues. There was only this poise, balanced with a distant, cold courtesy.

"Only three?" That was far too few. She wondered if anyone else would come to enroll when the classes officially commenced, Long Yan thought to herself.

Directly after, Jiang Chengce went into the restroom to wash the tear tracks from his face, forcing a grin in the mirror to smooth away his sorrowful expression, determined to prevent Zhang Mengxi from noticing anything amiss upon his return to the ward.

Ma Huilan remarked, "People marry for the sake of children; of the three filial impieties, to leave no posterity is the greatest. Someone brags rather grandly about staying home to assist her husband and educate her child, but where is the child?"

Indeed, he needed to cultivate! He wanted to grant his long-shackled heart a chance for the most absolute release.

The vice president enjoyed a smooth, comfortable existence within the company and had no desire to be dismissed. At the annual gala, he declared his allegiance: "I chose the right team; there are always people to help me, teach me, and guide me. It would be difficult not to succeed."

"Rice Cake, shall I take you somewhere today?" Sehun said with a mysterious air after they finished their lunch.

"Guochen, cast a protective shield over me," Yunjing commanded Shi Guochen beside Yanlong's defense tower.

Gazing upon that tightly sealed portal, Wang Hong let out a quiet sigh, flicked his sleeves, and turned to depart.

The one leading the pack was none other than Brother Xiong; as he lay in bed, the more he brooded on the matter, the more infuriated he became, for to be so thoroughly humiliated by Shen Fei was truly unendurable.

Thus, Shen Fei felt the endeavor was well worth it; he believed that within the span of this single month, he would undoubtedly draw infinitely closer to the truth.

The technical school graduates of the 1990s were the genuine academic elites; those without intellect could never have passed the examinations. Upon graduation, he was assigned to the county materials bureau, but after a few years, feeling it a waste of his youth, he took a leave of absence without pay to venture out into the world.