Volume One, Chapter 130: Her Lipstick Tastes Slightly Sweet

Su Li scrutinized Bai Zhiyao’s face; it was still somewhat swollen, though she had applied makeup so skillfully that it was barely noticeable at a glance. Her makeup today was heavier than usual, and her lipstick was a deeper shade, clearly intended to conceal the split in the corner of her mouth. He Shuming had come to see her early that morning, and shortly after she finished her noodles, Bai Zhiyao had also asked to meet.

Just then, a bolt of blue lightning, thicker than a mountain, tore through the firmament. Descending from beyond the realm, it illuminated the entire sky, its terrifying celestial might rippling outward before vanishing in a flash.

"We must leave here," Qing Lin said, grabbing You Ruo and soaring into the air to pursue the black smoke.

"You seek your own death!" Qing Lin roared in anger. A sea of raging flames swept forward, instantly consuming the black vapor.

The jade disc glowed with a translucent white light, emitting a powerful current of air that repelled the encroaching dust and sand.

He recalled the grand spectacle of Zheng Heng’s coming-of-age ceremony. So many noblewomen from the capital had attended, a testament to the reputation Heng-er had built among the elite ladies of the city.

"Is—is that not Elder Longhou?" Mark was so shocked he nearly shouted, but he quickly covered his mouth with his hand, watching in horror as Elder Longhou risked everything, pushing his speed to the limit as he lunged desperately toward the portal.

Though fifty meters away, the distance vanished in a single stride from Old Man Wang. By the time the word "death" fell from his lips, his sword tip was already pressing against the tip of Yin Hai’s nose.

It was not that remaining outside the circle would automatically generate an attack strong enough to destroy everything within it; to achieve total destruction in a single night, one had to strike from the inside. However, preparations in that regard were somewhat lacking—infiltrating was not the issue, but completing the mission was the true challenge.

In truth, this was not the first time a car had been used as a prop for a slam dunk; many streetballers had attempted such stunts on the courts before. Nevertheless, it was enough to leave the fans in awe, and they showered Shi Lei and Pierce with applause.

Of course, Li Yang was merely adding fuel to the fire; the most crucial factor was the determination from the Central leadership, and the willingness of the Old Chief to step from the shadows into the light and reclaim his authority.

The blade was the same one as before. While it had once sliced through his arm with ease, it could no longer make a dent.

The young man from the Feng family was naturally enraged. The manifestation of will above his head swelled with the wind, transforming into a colossal hand that blotted out the sky as it descended toward Yang You.

Ling Shenzi possessed a treasure known as the Star River Altar, capable of piercing the void across a thousand miles. This was why he had ignored the safety of Snake Spirit City, idling away his time at Mount Zhulu, enjoying the scenery. Now that war had broken out, it took only a moment for Ling Shenzi to bring Yang Fan back to Snake Spirit City.

Lin Chen pulled back the other sleeve of Tang Fangfang’s garment, only to discover the same thing: her arm was covered in patches of sky-blue spots.

After Liu Sanlang departed, Jing Ye reflected on what had been said. The matter was of great significance, so he left his quarters immediately and issued orders for all the leaders of the Xiao Family Stronghold to gather at the City Lord’s mansion for an urgent council.

As the sword descended, the halberd in Ji Fa’s hand bent, only to spring back instantly. Jing Ye did not hesitate; using that rebounding force, he arched his body in mid-air and retreated.

At noon, Zhen Shifeng found a random restaurant near the police station to grab a bite. He had initially considered inviting Sister Tianxue, but considering that was nearly impossible, he decided against it.

Sang Yue did not know that these spirit stones were the spoils Su Buqing had gathered after slaying over twenty sixth-realm masters in the Battle of Yunzhou. While he had left the sacred artifacts for the people of the Xiao Family Stronghold, he kept the remaining spirit stones, magic tools, and talismans in his own storage bag for his daily cultivation.

Sporadic radiance emerged from the surrounding poison pills—or rather, it was being torn from them. Once in the air, the light immediately coalesced into thin streams, flowing toward Gu Qing.