Chapter 64: He Had Already Made Up His Mind

This was the first time Tian Xiang had ever seen a character profile with two suffixes attached to it.

One had to bear in mind that just two months ago, this person was nothing more than an empty backdrop character.

Such a rate of change...

It was as if she were an engineer tasked specifically with making structural modifications right on his forehead.

Having a paranoid personality trait was hardly a good thing.

To summarize, it generally involved stubborness, hypersensitivity, suspicion, intense jealousy, self-centeredness, and in some cases, an overwhelming desire for possession.

As Li Jinshan crawled out from the deep, crater-like mire, Tao Zhi had just untied Su Wan'er and was about to go to the rescue of the other disciples of Liyan Mountain.

In the past, her sole obsession had been dealing with Xue Ying; her mind had not been on cultivation, nor had she ever invested any genuine affection in others. Only today did she truly understand what it felt like to be protected with the lives of so many.

"Where would a wizard from Baihong Village get something like that?" Mu Huan answered concisely, completely disinclined to waste any more breath on Feng Yiqing.

After a brief silence, He Sen snapped open a lighter, lit a cigarette, took a deep drag, and passed it to Zoey.

Led inside by Liang An, Tao Zhi rubbed her sleepy eyes and cast a glance at the lifeless form of Su Wan'er.

The restless wolf prowled about, searching everywhere, until it inadvertently brushed against the exterior of a cabin, from within which came the sounds of an ecstatic and passionate union.

She had originally assumed this would be a lonely journey. Unexpectedly, all along the mountain path, she continually encountered small groups of travelers who shared her longing to witness the magnificent spectacle of the sunrise over a sea of clouds.

Given the numerous witnesses present at the time, if the matter were simply left to rest here, the reputation and credibility of the Phantom Tower would inevitably suffer, an outcome the Third Master surely would not wish to see.

She longed to urge the Princess to stop wasting words on him, but knowing the Princess's temperament, had she intended to let him off so easily, she would not have been called Liu Jiaojiao.

Before setting out, he had given Wei Pengzu his solemn promise that upon his return, he would undoubtedly bring back the grain belonging to Li Changgong.

On an earthen platform—there were no tables here, only an impromptu earthen platform that, once enclosed within the tent, served as a ready-made table.

Nowadays, the allowance Zhang Haoli gave her for living expenses was gradually decreasing, a result of his increasing business social engagements while his salary remained unchanged.

Mu Bai gradually reined in his wandering thoughts and resumed browsing through Qiu Qianqian's memories. This time, his harvest was truly immense. It could be said that precisely because he had stripped away Qiu Qianqian's memories, he had unconsciously gained a slight preemptive advantage over most other cultivators.

Heichenzi then invited Crown Prince Jinlong, Commander Xiao, Commander Mu, Lord Kou, and the others to leave the scene and return to Princess Li's military tent, where they discussed his plan to take these male soldiers back to the Song encampment.

Heichenzi asked Hanzhenzi to check the records he had made. Upon inspection, Hanzhenzi saw that both sets of records were perfectly clear and detailed.

"You all should go and rest. Aren't there others who are wounded? Hurry and send them back for medical treatment!" Zhan Tian said as he stood up and walked away. The others said nothing; though they also hoped to extract some information from that Yinglong, the hope was exceedingly slim.

"I told you all to head back first. Aren't there still people injured? Get them sent back for treatment immediately!" Helong said in a tone that brooked no argument.

She had lived half her life self-willed and had always acted entirely on her own whims. This unbridled nature was precisely what had drawn her closer to Tang Guannian in the past, yet it was also the very reason driving her further away from him now.

Amidst waves of melodious music, a Daoist priest stepped forward holding a tray of sacrificial food in both hands, presenting it to Crown Prince Jinlong.

Witnessing Isabelle being scolded and driven out by the leader, these people finally felt that they had chosen the right person to follow. Some of them even rejoiced secretly, thinking how fortunate it was that Isabelle had gone; had they rushed forward rashly to test the 'depths' of the skull, they might well have been sliced into pieces by the laser blade and tossed into the sea.

Hearing the old master's words, Wu Kai walked forward with a smile and asked, "Grandfather, what is it you wanted to see me about?" With that, Wu Kai seated himself before the sofa.