Chapter 155: Praying for Blessings

"Come on in, Shi'an, take a seat. Is this the bicycle you bought? You rode it all the way from such a far place?"

"Yes, it's inconvenient to bring it up the mountain. I was thinking of leaving it in Uncle Wang's courtyard for now and riding it back down after a couple of days."

"That's nothing! Find a spot for it yourself, Shi'an. The evening dew is heavy, and leaving it in the yard might rust and ruin the bike. Just put it inside the house."

Chen Shi'an pushed the bicycle into Uncle Wang's courtyard.

Bai Jinghong must have relied on this thread of fate to know my whereabouts at all times, and he likely still kept the other end of the thread in his hand.

The Marquis of Huaian's military orders came down immediately, and all the armies prepared themselves, boarded their respective ships, and headed straight for the Turbulent Sea.

Consort Zhao's father, Zhao Feilong, had most likely discovered the problems within the Xia family, which was why he was framed.

However, carrying a demonic seed was not uncommon in the Immortal Realm. To name a recent example, back when Bai Jinghong's mother was pregnant with him, the Elder of Destiny predicted it was a demonic seed. Given the fiery temperament of Bai Jinghong's mother, Bai Luan, she simply fell out with the Celestial Realm, gave birth to the child, and left him in the Demic Realm to be fostered for a while.

Heng Yanlin before him was only at the early stage of the Condensation Realm, making the gap a bit too wide; those in the middle and early stages could otherwise address each other as peers.

Going to the Simon Kingdom to help Consort Duanmu resolve the issue with the Brahma Sect was something Li Xun had promised Consort Duanmu long ago.

Li Xun felt as though his entire being had been reborn; the bones within his body seemed to fuse into a single piece, resembling a shield, and even emitted a faint golden glow.

Then he saw him hastily turn and crawl back into the house he had built in the old oak tree, rummaging through chests and cabinets in search of something.

After taking a careful look, Heng Yanlin let out a slight sigh of relief. Fortunately, given the other party's current condition, there was still hope of saving him.

Liu Dong thought he could at least fight Zheng Kuang to a draw. Who could have known that after taking just three moves, he would be knocked flat onto the ground by Zheng Kuang.

Meng Qi took in every change in the expression of Patriarch Qingwu, and seeing him completely unfazed, his suspicions grew even clearer.

When the first ray of dawn appeared, Yun Yuhong woke up. Bai Ziyu could only hold on for half a month at most. Now that five days had already passed, she still had to rush to Zeyu, leaving her with truly very little time.

The fiend wore a ferocious expression, fuming with rage all over. The cultivator behind him appeared to have just broken through into the Divine Division Realm, yet his methods were formidable indeed.

Winter was destined to be cold. She could only lock her cool and thin heart in a corner, drinking alone with five years of time, letting pain precipitate it, and then folding a thousand layers of longing, waiting for it to overflow once more whenever that might be.

A-Jia was dragged over and forced to his knees in front of Ye Qinglin. This time he was truly trembling with fear, not faking it; he knew his time of death was not far off.

Yun Yuhong nodded and led the group toward the hall. What she was thinking in her mind, however, was: Bringing Mammy Qiu along was the right choice; at least after a battle, I can still eat a good meal and properly reward myself.

The Empress said to Yun Yuhong, "Since everything is clear, let's not speak of it anymore." Whatever came next would likely cause Emperor Qian to lose face, and now that her rationality had returned, the Empress began to protect her husband.

Chen Yuan suddenly raised his hand, withdrawing his internal energy, and Ding Ziyi's body instantly collapsed to the ground like a pile of mud.

Using his surname to address Gu Lingzhi gave him a subtle sense of satisfaction, as if the other person was constantly showing off their affection to others. Why would he want to change it?

Yun Yuhong took it and unfolded it, only to find just two words on the slip: Brother-in-law. After a brief moment of thought, Yun Yuhong cursed inwardly that things were bad, and immediately flew out, heading straight for the Marquis of Jing'ீக Residence.

"No, you've been very good to me," she replied with her head lowered and in a muffled voice, not daring to look into Xiao Yan's eyes at all.

Xuezi led Chen Chen to a seat and began introducing the so-called delicious foods to him. However, Chen Chen truly had no appetite for Dallas's cuisine, so he did not listen carefully to her introduction. He simply let her order whatever she liked while keeping an eye on Xuezi and the situation throughout the entire shop.