Volume One, Chapter 54: Unconscious Possessiveness-Married His Brother, Became His Sister-in-Law, and Made My In-Laws Bow Down!(Listening to the Wind)

Lu Jingyan’s voice was low, threaded with an uncontrollable irritation and… a possessiveness that he himself had yet to realize, wounded and raw. The words slipped out almost involuntarily, his tone clearly displeased, edged with accusation.

As night fell, Chang Xinxin drifted into sweet, contented sleep beside Chen Fei, while he logged into the game. It had been several days since he last played, and he had no idea what might have transpired in his absence.

Thus, from that moment on, Xiao Li became the most sought-after young hero in the Liang Kingdom, so much so that rumors spread he might one day be the only one capable of shaking the positions of Duan Zhengjing and that grandmaster from the eastern seas.

Detailed information could only be gathered in person after the competition, meaning the odds of success were slim to none—but still, they would spare no expense.

Duan Chong was momentarily stunned, but he did not hesitate. He drew the precious sword at his waist and swung it with all his might toward Duan Zhengjing. There was nothing fancy in his strike; for a master of martial arts, true skill required no elaborate moves or swordplay—strength alone was enough to reduce the opponent to dust.

Thus, Duan Chong suspected that perhaps in some corner of his own courtyard, a pair of eyes was silently watching him.

“Then we’ll take our leave,” Mu Jun said, and with that, he led Wang Xidan outside. Chen Fei and Chang Xinxin watched Wang Xidan get into the car, only turning back toward the villa once the vehicle had disappeared.

Guan Yu was already troubled, when suddenly, another great general charged from behind. Guan Yu looked up and was even more shocked than when he had seen Lü Bu.

As for such schemes, even if Xiao Beiping were foolish, he would not act against his own interests, so it could only be Xiao Beiding plotting in secret to frame his elder brother. Now, with all the officials gathered in the capital, both opportunity and threat presented themselves to Xiao Beiping.

He turned his attention to the divine patterns imprinted by the Extreme Dao Transformation and the Bronze Divine Gate—mysterious, yet tremendously powerful and terrifying.

Qin Zhuan’s worry stemmed from the fact that Ye Mei had the strength to delay Wei Zhan, leaving Ye Xingchen free to deal with him.

Changtian, seeing this, was secretly delighted. The Martial Saint Platform really was useful; at least now, when facing the Vanguard Battalion, they wouldn’t suffer so much from their devastating tactics. Still, that battalion was monstrous—like a wall of bronze and iron—even Dian Wei struggled to break through.

At the hilt of the sword, however, was an eerie white skull, its eye sockets flickering with a greenish-blue light, chilling to behold.

He then took a deep breath, part of his consciousness still observing the battlefield, while the rest plunged into the violet palace of his dantian.

The stonecutter took the rock from Xu Qinghe’s side, drew his lines, and began to cut. Fifteen minutes later, Xu Qinghe stared grimly at the empty stone, his face darkened with disappointment. Song Tianji, instead of choosing the stone that radiated spiritual energy, had first selected one that felt subtly different inside, asking the master to cut that one.

Only once Lisa’s figure had melted into the distance did Song Tianji cast a glance at the bar, then turn and leave. He had resolved a few matters tonight, but far more unknowns awaited him.

The three of us were standing right at the entrance to the street. Looking inward, the street was more than thirty meters wide, its surface paved with bluestone—spacious and broad.

The man in red was exhausting himself so that his avatar could shape the world… Well, to be honest, the man in red went to great lengths for his avatar, but that avatar was intended to replace his true self.

A sudden jolt ran through me—I felt as if invisible ropes had bound my body, rendering my arms and legs utterly immobile.

“I…” The voice calling out in my mind had never ceased, but listening to my master and the others talk about the past had distracted me, dulling that desperate urge for the object I so desired.