Volume 1, Chapter 38: Everyone Is Acting, Only She Is Real

"Consort Mei, this tourmaline-encrusted jade mirror is named 'A Glimpse of Fragrance'."

Zhenzhu smiled as she placed the mirror gently on the table. "Her Majesty the Empress knows how much you value your beauty and abhor the slightest flaw, so she specifically selected this flawless, luminous mirror for you; it is the perfect match for your peerless elegance."

"It is merely a mirror; what fine things have I not seen in this palace..."

Having fought for so long, Su Han’s equipment remained incomplete. His own level was insufficient, and several level 60 Immortal-grade pieces, already socketed with Heavenly Crystal gems, could only lie dormant and useless in his backpack.

Everything in the world is relative; everything has a bright side, and psychological disorders are no exception.

She had long since seen through the darkness of human nature. Even one's closest family members have their own agendas, let alone someone as calculating as Qin Xiangxue.

After consuming the gall, he felt a surge of mental clarity, but the bone-chilling cold forced him to immediately circulate his inner energy. Finally, after a period of regulation, his body underwent a significant transformation, his muscles seemingly having bulked up all at once.

"Hey, have you all not noticed how overwhelming their aura is? Do you really feel nothing at all?" Cao Junjie said helplessly.

The old appraiser was as leisurely as ever, his hair like snow and his complexion as youthful as a child's, his skin glowing and smooth. One could not tell at all that he was supposedly nearing the end of his life. Given his strength and the general life expectancy on this continent, this old scoundrel still had at least several decades left to live.

Most importantly, these spiders were different from the monsters encountered before. These spiders possessed extremely high attack power and were poisonous; crucially, their numbers were vast. The slightest carelessness would mean inviting trouble upon oneself.

The remaining vampires stopped their cursing, staring blankly at the sparks still lingering on Liu Xu’s palm.

"Everyone, listen to my orders: keep sandbags ready at your side at all times to prevent the thieves of Northern Wei from using fire attacks," Zhao Cao commanded.

Chen cared a bit more about the outcome of the match today. He did not abandon the opportunity to hone the newcomers; rather, he wanted to achieve both! When playing against ordinary teams, he would naturally set aside some time for them to showcase their skills.

Even in an ordinary household, a man would not stand idly by and watch his fiancée be promised to another. How much more so for an emperor who possesses supreme power and owns everything in this empire?

She could no longer be impulsive, nor could she be willful. She could not allow the current situation to deteriorate any further.

Dharma Throne Xu Dangkang rode the Moqing Tianchuan, speeding violently through the void, instantly traversing dozens of star domains to descend upon a lower universe and pay respects to his fallen comrades.

Since the conversation had not been intentionally hushed, all the concubines in the front hall heard every word clearly. Upon hearing the Emperor's final remark, Consort Liang Shu’s expression shifted several times before she finally smashed her cup and stormed off, completely forgetting her original purpose.

As for the nation of Aulida, General Sige was a national-level martial artist; how could he possibly allow a mere monster to ravage the capital?

"Were you waiting for me?" Leng Xianning looked suspiciously at the two cups of tea on the table, from which wisps of steam were still rising.

"Otherwise, should I use my five days of leave to take care of you instead?" Shu Mo said in a very soft voice.

"Mom, don't worry, I know what to do and I know what I'm doing. Don't worry, I know what kind of person she is," Shu Mo comforted Mu Yunzhi.

"Yes." When it came to serious matters, Baoqin was never ambiguous; with a long whistle, she summoned someone to the carriage.

Ruan Xinru felt conflicted in her heart and could only practice half-heartedly. After a while, she would use unstable inner energy and physical discomfort as an excuse to pull Xiao Ran aside to talk.

Upon hearing the words "half-saint martial artist," Huang Pu Lan couldn't help but shudder. In her memory, Xu Qing was still at the Heavenly Realm; trying to snatch someone from the hands of a half-saint martial artist was no different than seeking death.