Chapter 93: Aci, I Am Very Tired Tonight

Mo Cheng nudged Zhou Ci with his elbow, and only then did Zhou Ci come back to himself.

“You’re interfering too much,” Zhou Ci said coldly, giving Mo Cheng a glance.

Mo Cheng smiled. “You usually aren’t all that keen on occasions like this. So what’s changed now? Did you suddenly switch sides, or are you trying to convey something to someone?”

...

Picky to a fault, finding fault where none existed, and always speaking in a way that left people uncomfortable—this “strength” was probably inherited from Chen Yougui.

Lin Anan blinked. In truth, when Lin Xia left, she had been a little nervous, worried that the others might not like her.

The motorcycle driver clearly noticed as well, hammering the horn so hard that the shrill noise forced the students nearby to scatter.

He could never manage this company well, and besides... he really thought Zhen Qichen was only joking.

But in the host’s memories, the homeroom teacher was no easy man to deal with, and seemed to have some family connection with Zheng Zehong and the others.

...

If he had not feared that the dilapidated building might collapse, Jian Dan would have desperately wanted to smash his head against this blackened tower and be done with it.

By the end of the day, she realized that merely skimming over things in this way yielded very little benefit.

At the ward door, Zhao Qichen hesitated, clutching and loosening the paper bag in his hand.

Feng Sheng was very handsome, with deep eyes; when he looked at someone intently, it could give the illusion of great tenderness.

Lin Xiaoxiao also watched this little drama unfold, unable to quite believe why Bureau Chief Zhao was not arresting anyone.

Wanting to dash to the opening in the cave roof but unable to get out, as though some mysterious force were blocking the way, I charged several times and was thrown back again and again.

Cultivation is a process of contending with heaven, contending with earth, contending with all living beings, and contending with oneself. The struggle with oneself refers to the inner demon, which lurks at all times and may erupt at any moment. Unless one is a sage who has severed the three corpses and cut off all attachments, even powerful immortals find it difficult to banish this inner demon.

They still said the same thing: do not keep thinking about what you have not yet done; instead, think more about the consequences of doing it. You are not someone who cannot make himself clear—only in your heart have you not thought in that way.

She followed Old Lady Cui home at a slow pace. Old Lady Cui’s expression was unsightly; she ordered her to shut the door, then sat there with a huff, saying nothing, only brooding in silence.

In truth, she had long since made her own calculations about many things. She simply had not thought them through very clearly, nor had she ever considered what, in the end, would allow her to let go.

The best time to form a life-and-death spirit bond was when one was at the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm and about to forge the embryonic form of the Immortal Platform in the Spirit Severing stage. Of course, it could also be done at the Soul Merge or Tribulation stages, though it would not achieve perfect compatibility. At this very moment, the Ninth Princess had just broken through the Nascent Soul stage and was about to step into the Spirit Severing stage, while the essence of the Dark Yin Flame was also, at precisely the right time, about to establish a life-and-death spirit bond with her.

Sorry, I lied to you! This is not an ordinary pair of sunglasses, but an automated weapon controller.

“You didn’t answer, so that means you’re agreeing, right?” His voice was full of shyness, like a boy experiencing his first love.

I followed the figure ahead of me, and at that moment it was the time after school, when the sun was setting. A slightly dim yellow light fell across his back.

The crowd discussed it in a flurry, and in the end all eyes turned to the Dragon Emperor. He had once entered the Death Stone Forest, and perhaps had truly witnessed the extraordinary nature of the stone cauldron.

“It’s fine, what you said is right! I was careless. I set Jiaojiao up first, so how could she have passed a message for me for no reason? She clearly knew how I felt about Li Nai, so there must be more to it than that.” Liu Yihua gave a bitter smile. Truly, she had been so blinded by emotion that she had lost her way, and even her usual sharp wit had failed her.