Volume One, Chapter 31: A Marriage in Name Only

"You... are you serious? Not even giving me a single chance?" Drenched as if a bucket of ice water had been poured over her head, Guan Ying could no longer hold back her tears, though she bit her lower lip fiercely so as not to let out a single cry.

No matter what kind of person Ren Huang was, right now he was the superior of their superior, and his word alone could determine their future fate.

Ever since Cheng Jun and Wang Sixuan found their boyfriends, they spent their days lost in romance. Their relationship with Ling Qi and Jin Yanling was nowhere near as close as that with Guan Ying. Seeing a close friend of the person involved rushing over, Wang Sixuan relaxed a little, quietly exchanged a few words with Guan Ying, and hurried out the door as well.

Lian Yue'er was eager to finish answering Yun Xian's questions so he wouldn't continue taking advantage. Her face flushed bright red as she noticed an evil hand resting on her proud chest.

Xiao Yang understood the intention behind this phone call. Spain and Country Y had territorial disputes; just last year, they clashed on a rather large scale. America recommended Spain, so it was unlikely they would feel comfortable about it.

As one of the many Zhang family scions who came to seek refuge with Zhang Juzheng, Zhang Qian’s luck was exceptionally good. Not only was he taken into Zhang Juzheng’s household, but he was also considered a promising candidate for cultivation. This time, he was entrusted with a critical task, sent into the Embroidered Guard to assist Wang Wei.

"Hey, hey, don’t ignore me! Everything I say is from the heart!" Fang Xiyuan, noticing the shyness in Ling Qi's eyes, leaned forward and, somewhat unreasonably, pressed against Ling Qi’s left cheek, turning her head back.

"Hmph, I’ll make you beg me to hear your secret." Xu Xuanxuan watched Liang Lingfeng’s receding silhouette, her heart simmering with resentment.

Time slipped by—perhaps she had simply drifted off to a peaceful sleep and awakened once more. When Yun Xian opened his eyes again, he found himself lying naked on the earth.

News spread swiftly within the inner sect. By the next morning, everyone knew; there was not a single soul unaware.

As Lu Nan's words fell, Director Li, who had been insulted, was stunned for a moment, yet at that very instant, the corners of his lips began to rise.

Had he not witnessed it himself, he would have thought some patient had escaped from the psychiatric ward of the hospital.

Zhu Zhu was confident, yet did not act arrogantly. These days she diligently studied talisman scripts, sitting on a stool all day tracing the patterns, hardly finding time to play with her phone.

He was impatient to send me abroad, perhaps just to better pursue his romance with Su Yue.

Su Yanbo and Chen Qiuxia became flustered when they saw him approaching, uncertain of his intentions.

Later, they chatted about cousins and distant elder brothers, using her as a positive example to urge her cousins to get married.

Yet, a minute passed, then two, and apart from the encroaching darkness, the rebirth of spiritual energy described by the system never materialized.

"It’s nothing, really. I was just rambling. I won’t stay with you tonight; get some sleep early," Chi Yancheng said, eager to slip away.

The creature rotated its vertical pupils, casting a sidelong glance at Chen Ning, eyes full of disdain, snorting derisively through its nose.

"This is what your father told me," Xian Xue replied simply, glancing at Yun Tian beside her.

"Heh, that's not necessarily true. If I wish, I can easily destroy myself. If I don't survive, none of you can obtain a drop of God's blood!" said Li Jiang.

Thunderclaps shook the heavens; the Black Bull God's seemingly powerful strike proved fragile before absolute power. Lightning and fire flashed everywhere, and the earth crumbled instantly.

"So, is there a realm above the Sacred Stage?" Xiao Yunfei’s gaze shifted as he pressed for more.

"The current predicament? This venomous skill is truly eye-opening. No wonder you invited me out!" Zhan Wuji smiled faintly.

The tense anger dissipated at last. Mo Tianhuan said, "Everyone, I apologize for my late arrival." Shui Hanyan retorted, "Mo Tianhuan, you’ve kept yourself hidden all these years—even we had no idea where you were. If it weren’t for sensing the essence of earth, I’d have thought you’d perished completely."

It was precisely this consideration that made Meteor agree without hesitation to Aiergu’s proposal earlier.

Watch how I deal with you all! I rolled up my sleeves—wait, they're mid-length. But when I tried to push Rou'er, my hand passed straight through her body. Damn, is this not transmigration?

After traveling a bit farther, Xiao Yue stopped before several broken, low stone walls. These walls had weathered years of prairie storms; their surfaces mottled, covered in all kinds of plants, with many scattered boulders nearby. A couple of prairie foxes darted amongst them.

Yun Wanhua heard the faint sound of a dragon dagger piercing flesh, and seeing the gritted teeth of Lü Xuan, her heart couldn’t help but tremble.

But in the Wu family, he never truly had a voice. Everything in the Wu household was decided by his mother.

Hu Wei did not answer me. He stepped back, and his lips began to move. Within two or three seconds, black smoke rose behind him. I was wondering what he was up to when Zhou Tong pulled me back suddenly, warning that this guy was about to summon an evil spirit by offering his own life.

Three bonfires illuminated only a small area, but Xiao Ning had prepared them to survive the night, preventing magical beasts from sneaking up in the darkness and launching surprise attacks. With the light, they had some time to prepare.

Ye Lin left, taking my child with her. I don't know if I'll ever see her again. Yet after that parting, my heart tightened. I admit, I never truly liked Ye Lin—let alone loved her. But she bore my child, and I am obliged to take care of her.

This young man had already gone so far, yet still asked whether the other party truly intended to become an enemy of the Wu family.

"Haha, this is the Fire Qilin Zhou Rui of Heaven’s Gate, whom I often mention to you," the Casanova laughed loudly.

More than twenty foreigners climbed up from the ground. Some were severely wounded, some lightly, some only bruised from being knocked by companions—painful, but not truly injured.