Chapter 100: Has Lin Yin Gone Crazy or Not?
Tsukuyomi
Xu Qianlan also noticed the change in Jiang Che’s body at this moment, and instantly understood what Hu Qiao’er had tried to do just now. She couldn’t help but marvel…
My Master and Junior Sister Bully Me, a Helpless Weakling, and Forcibly Dote on Me
Chapter 99: The Only Chance
“Pa!” Just as Qin Zifeng was about to leap away, his body slammed into an invisible yet tenacious wall. An irresistible force smashed him back, making him stagger and land…
Chapter 98: Shameless Old Man, Boasting Without a Care
The sudden change caught Wu Qing completely off guard. A sharp pain shot through his back, making him grunt as he slammed one knee heavily onto the ground. Hu Qiao’er…
Chapter 97: Mutation
“How did you get in here? That old guy’s Cultivation isn’t low—he’s that demonic Xuan’s master, at least late Golden Core Stage! Even if he’s an Xie Xiu and weaker…
Chapter 96: You Look So Refined, How Are You a Stalker?
“Hey, hey, hey! Little White Cat, be good, here’s a fresh Beast Spirit Pill for you!” Xu Qianlan put on a coaxing posture, cradling in her hands the Beast Spirit…
Chapter 95: Little White Hair Snapped
Qin Zifeng waved his hand, as if finally venting the gloom in his heart, and slowly stood up, bracing himself against the table. “All right, that’s all I can tell…
Chapter 94: Do You Think I Don’t Know Whether It’s Wrong?
Mm. Jiang Che felt an intense throbbing in his head, the kind of pain that could mean only a few things—a fever, or maybe he drank too much the night…
Chapter 93: Asking Qin Zifeng for Help
Hu Qiao’er was dressed in the attire of a Shenxiao Sect disciple, and not just any disciple, but an Inner Disciple. Even though Hu Qiao’er looked much too young… or…
Chapter 92: Senior Yuan, Do You Know How to Raise Chickens?
“Qiao’er, let’s go back. This isn’t something we can handle.” Jiang Che was perfectly clear-headed. Instead of lingering here, it was better to report to the sect and let those…
Chapter 91: Jiang Che Is Like a Child Being Bullied by Others
Jiang Che felt the ominous premonition in his heart growing stronger and stronger. He instinctively tightened his grip on Hu Qiao’er’s hand and whispered, “Qiao’er-jie, something doesn’t feel right here.…