Inborn Filial Affection
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Liu Yi looked at him, and Liao Wanxun was also looking at her. No matter how the beast transformation ability was triggered, the sensitivity of those transformed was sharper than DNA itself. Liao Wanxun had uncovered the truth but was at a loss on how to face her. After all, he used to call her "Great-Grandma"... Liu Yi's heartbeat gradually steadied and calmed. Her impression of this biological father was far better than that of Liu Yunwei’s, and the heavy stone weighing on her heart was half lifted. Facing the window, Ruoxi’s skin was as white as snow, her black hair cascading like a waterfall, her head slightly bowed, with strands of hair falling beside her ears just covering her eyelashes. Although the Blood Flame Silkworms had little offensive power, their bodies were highly poisonous and extremely hard to capture. Paradoxically, the silk they spun was invulnerable to all poisons—a treasure highly coveted by many artifact crafters. When Young Master Fu got married, the entire city was abuzz with celebration; ribbons and balloons floated everywhere, turning the city into a festive, dreamlike paradise. Liu Hao was kind to us only because Emperor Xiao Han had given him so much money; he treated us as if we were as wealthy as Emperor Xiao Han. If he were to learn our true identities and that Emperor Xiao Han had left, it wouldn’t be a month’s stay we could manage—likely not even a day.
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“Fu Yi, show us the new spells you’ve learned again, will you? Weren’t there eight? You only showed us one.” After dividing the treasures, Li Mu’s curiosity persisted, and he brought up the topic of the Eight Trigrams Origin Power once more. In an instant, everything around erupted into a frenzy. Gao Xuan was engulfed by the nearly boiling heatwave, momentarily gasping for breath. Compared to her tattered clothes, he was neatly dressed, though his face was cold, his dark eyes revealing unhidden possessiveness and a seething fury. A cluster of raised, bluish-gray veins appeared on his skin from his neck down near his chest, grotesque like earthworms burrowing beneath the surface. “Explain what’s going on.” After listening to Old Ma’s words, I knew that humans and ghosts must have some explanation for their differences. Perhaps he had blacked out again, as Gao Yu seemed to have no recollection of last night’s events; he waved casually to everyone and turned to leave. Approaching closer, one could see a cliff before the stone mountain, with a narrow stone staircase running straight to the peak, forming a ravine in the middle. In the darkness, Ji Xinran remained unmoved, while Ji Xincheng cried uncontrollably, yet could not stir even a flicker of emotion from her. It was the first time Xu Jiaoxing had seen such butterflies resembling withered yellow leaves; if not for their fluttering wings, she might have mistakenly thought they were merely leaves. Xu Jiaoxing promptly paid everyone their wages; only then did the villagers coax Aunt Huang to open the wooden box. Moments later, Shang Xuan stood up to go to the restroom, and Ji Xincheng immediately realized she was seeking an excuse to leave her alone there.
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Her eyes were slightly red, on the verge of tears but not yet crying, with a lingering tenderness mixed with a hint of allure—truly a blossom of spring hung with dew. When the competition ended, Shen Yuyan undoubtedly claimed first place, delivering a decisive blow to those who had looked down on her before. “Oh my! This guy can speak my language, though it sounds quite awkward!” Leizi exclaimed. Charles originally appeared human, so even after his energy was depleted, he could still cultivate—there was little impact. “Ha! Who’d dare buy the Xu family’s grain!” Tang Xiaocheng seemed to have snapped out of his daze, sneering coldly as he turned and walked away. “This is Mower One calling the Dashiqiao Base, please respond.” Zhang Yu called out over the radio. Meng Xinghan’s gaze was deep and intense, as if he intended to dissect her bones and devour her flesh—indeed, he was truly preparing to do just that. At a certain moment, Yang Yiyun noticed the number of fish in the water increasing, which in itself was not unusual.