Chapter 63 I'm Just Not Interested in You

This time, she felt somewhat like Noble Consort Xi returning in triumph to the imperial palace. Look, she was back; even after such an incident, her status as the fiancée remained as secure as a monolith, and no one could ever replace her.

The effect... was exceptionally good.

As soon as Qiao Zhilin showed up, many employees eagerly and proactively came over to greet her.

"Miss Qiao..."

"Because you are overthinking and carrying too much of a burden in your heart." Kahn gently patted Wang Yuanheng's shoulder.

While Ankang undoubtedly possessed capital, this was the Supreme Deity Academy. Once matters within the academy became entangled with the Twelve Earthly Branches of the Supreme Deities, things would become unpredictable, and many conventional methods might cease to work.

Before Gong Shangjiao could comprehend her meaning, a leg suddenly materialized out of thin air behind him, striking obliquely and with pinpoint accuracy against his wrist. Under the impact of this force, the spiritual essence slipped from his grasp and was sent flying away.

"If This King were able to lead the campaign in person, I would have done so during the battle this day. It is simply that..." Ao Guang furrowed his brows slightly, as if harboring some unspeakable difficulty.

Moreover, divine perception was restricted here; given Di Xin's formidable spiritual strength, he could only perceive the scenery within a radius of thirty feet around him.

Yang Cheng could not help but frown as he saw one of the police sergeants hesitate for a moment before walking over, seemingly intending to question him.

Meigu lived up to her name, possessing an extremely alluring and charming appearance. Her standard beauty's face, coupled with fair and snowy skin, made Chu Ning's eyes unable to tear themselves away from her.

The next moment, these six powerful demonic cultivators, along with countless avian creatures in the sky and beasts on the ground, beheld sixty-four flying swords radiating an unfathomably profound and mighty aura. Exceptionally sharp and carrying an overwhelming, densely packed swarm of countless sword feathers, they transformed into a tempest of blades that swept forward like a hurricane.

On March 12th, tended to by Lee Boo-jin with tender affection, Yang Cheng packed his luggage and boarded a Bentley bound for Incheon International Airport. As for Lee Boo-jin herself, she still had official business to attend to and could not personally see him off.

Ye Bei naturally knew what the Classic of the Northern Seas was. This item had once caused chaos in the world, leading to the fall of a supreme contemporary powerhouse. How could anyone not know what the Classic of the Northern Seas was?

Li Bingbing wore a desolate expression. Did Vivian Hsu even need to state the obvious? Had she not already fallen to this very fate? The only difference was that others were sold to a group of men, whereas she had been sold to just one.

She grasped instantly the similarities between the works of Ma Yuan, one of the Four Masters of the Southern Song Dynasty, and those of Katsushika Hokusai.

That old saying held true: all things in the world possess spiritual awareness. Treat them well, and they will treat you well in return.

After sitting up, Zhao Mingming, feeling parched, hugged the blanket tightly with one hand while taking the iced rock sugar and pear juice handed to her by Li Qing with the other.

Upon hearing Qiao Ran's words, the local villagers and neighbors could not help lowering their eyes in thought. It seemed they all shared such a sensation, only they had not been very sensitive to it.

At this moment, no one was listening to what Zhang Yun was saying. With a total establishment of merely seven battalions and twenty-eight companies, aside from Xie the Third who was absent, who among the others had not followed this young master through hardships and thick and thin, building this system from scratch?

Hearing Yan mention these three deities, Bahamut suddenly understood. So he was a fellow townsman from his homeland; no wonder he felt so familiar. People from home always seemed more cunning than the locals... Comparing Bahamut to these three titans felt entirely apt, even to the ancient dragon himself.

As the story unfolded step by step, the Celestial Chef Wandering Immortal listened with rapt attention. Song Hao possessed good eloquence, though he only spoke of the parts suitable for narration.

Zhang Fei, Lü Dai, and Xi Zhicai beside them were also momentarily stunned. However, they soon recalled the intelligence regarding Lujiang that Xu Xuan had reported not long ago, and realization dawned upon them instantly.