Chapter 23: The Sword Techniques of the Azure Cloud Sect

Ji Jingxuan watched Gu Yan and Shen Qiuning at the head of the army from the shadows, his eyes filled with a venomous intensity.

After the troops departed, Shen Qiuning turned back. She felt as though someone were staring at her, but after scanning her surroundings and finding nothing, she suppressed the unease in her heart and continued on her way.

Upon returning to the Shen residence, she found Xu Zirui waiting at her door. Seeing her return, he stepped forward: "Ningning, I’ve been craving the yogurt from He’s. Won't you join me?"

Shen Qiuning.

Tan Kunzuan was startled by my sudden shout, and after hearing my words, he dared not reach out toward Ouyang Nana.

A powerful hand instantly seized the young man’s wrist. A surge of fierce astral energy and immense crushing pressure forced the young man to drop the jade pendant in pain.

Lan Xin said, "Your companion is here," as she tossed Huineng’s remains to Zhang Ru.

Behind Yu Qian stood four figures, each possessing a formidable aura. As Yu Qian shouted, they surged forward; their spiritual power fluctuations had reached the level of a half-step Spirit King.

He mentioned that he had failed to make the top three in the sub-division, and the other two judges hadn't offered him any feedback, leaving him disheartened. But before he left the stage, I called him back and spoke a few words to him.

Adhering to the principle of "look not at what is improper," Lin Xiaoguang withdrew his gaze after a brief glance.

"You wretches!" Mother Su was terrified. Pale-faced, her hands clenched into fists, she trembled uncontrollably. Gritting her teeth, she forced these words out with great difficulty.

Then, Yue Li tapped it, and a melodious sound reached the ears of all three.

Having learned to walk and talk, Jinyu ran around the spacious living room, as lively as a sprite from a myth.

Master Tianfeng was deeply troubled. The expulsion of Huang Qingying from the secret realm was by no means good news. The inheritance of Master Kuming might need to be bestowed upon another, and it was bound to leave the Nianshang Pagoda—a prospect none of the elders wished to see.

Lu Xiao and Xiao Honghai did not commission Long Shen to guide them; rather, they sought his assistance for training and necessary protection.

Liu Yisheng was not originally in charge of Chang'an City, but a year ago, the Underworld underwent an inexplicable transformation, leading to continuous wars along its defensive lines. To uncover the truth, many teams from the Gu Nong Palace began a joint investigation.

"Yu Anran, if I recall correctly, you aren't of age yet, are you? You shouldn't be entering places of entertainment like bars," Xia Moxuan pointed out with cruel honesty.

Just as Han Yuzhi was about to slice three portions for his parents to taste, Head Chef Han Hongwei appeared on the scene, though no one noticed when he arrived.

Zhan Anran rarely visited the old Zhan family estate, only doing so during festivals. Her uncle and aunt lived in the First Capital, not here. Because her grandmother used to bully Hua Rui, the second branch of the family had moved out as well. Now, only Zhan Cangqiong occasionally returned.

In this life, perhaps due to her long-term training and dance practice, her basal metabolic rate was far superior to the constitution of her past life, where even drinking cold water seemed to make her gain weight.

Clearly, this continent was merely a superficial layer floating upon the water, far less substantial than one might imagine.

Her eyes were clear and moving, shimmering with a charming, intellectual wisdom. Her exquisite, oval face was lightly powdered, and her skin was fair, delicate, and free of a single wrinkle.

He sat for an entire day. As the sun set, the sword intent on Yang Xu’s body erupted once more. A terrifying momentum pierced the sea of clouds, connecting heaven and earth, its radiance surpassing the beams of the Demon-Suppressing Pagoda.

Everyone had just woken from their afternoon nap, so most would be at home. It was best to go now, or the village head might head out to the fields later.

"Cough, cough..." Yu Tianheng lay on the ground, blood spilling from his mouth. He felt excruciating pain in every part of his body; his limbs and every joint were rigid. Even moving a finger brought him agony.