Chapter Ninety-Five: Come Inside and Savor It Properly

Yefan Zhi smiled. "I'll still call you Brother Lin. As for changing how I address you... we'll talk about that later."

Jian Weian put her hand behind Yefan Zhi and gave her peach a vicious pinch. Yefan Zhi froze and turned to look at her. Jian Weian's lips moved slightly. "That 'changing how I address you' of yours has another meaning, doesn't it? You want to be the daughter-in-law and call the father-in-law by a new title, is that it?"

"Weiwei'an, if you keep this up, I'll show Lin Ran's mother the video from last night of you drunk and dancing wildly in my living room, so she can see how loose you really are."

Not a word was spoken through the night. Under the protection of Li Dai and Ye Yiyi, the five of them took turns keeping watch, and nothing terrifying happened.

This master of traditional medicine, skilled beyond compare, had a glittering dagger pressed against him; he was already trembling from head to toe in fear.

For nearly a week, Xi Zhan had not seen Lin Fan at the Yuan residence, and today Zhao Yumo's attitude toward him was oddly unnatural.

If that was the case, why bother with this engagement at all? They were not even married yet and it was already like this. If she truly married into his family, would she not have no standing whatsoever in her husband's home?

Jiang Lang stretched. It was already late, and he too was preparing to return to his room to rest.

"Don't be like that. I never said I wouldn't do it. It's just the startup funds... hehe..." As he spoke, Chen Jie suddenly broke into a shameless grin.

With that, he opened the door and flew away. As for undergarments and the like, so long as nothing was exposed, that was enough. Stupid man. As if I wanted to see you.

Once he left the capital, he entered the inner realm.

After a brief consideration, Commander Chen agreed. So long as these people did not compete with him for the treasure, he truly had no intention of turning on them after crossing the river.

Bai Jingchu found a long bench and sat down. He was not the protagonist today, so the others were watching him rather loosely.

"Identity-recognition disorder? What in the world is that?" It was not the first time Gao Ge had heard a strange new term from Chen Jie.

"I don't know. It just looks familiar, that's all..." As I was saying this, my eyes fell on a very obvious marker in the center of the lake.

The human flesh flower was a heavenly treasure accidentally discovered in the Warring States era of that eastern land. Warriors who consumed it could, in a short time, gain three chances to break through a cultivation realm, and with each breakthrough their odds would increase.

On the path of cultivation, haste was not advisable. For Di Baichuan to leap in a single bound from an ordinary mortal with no cultivation at all, past the Yellow tier and into the Black tier, was already an astonishing feat.

It also caused his spiritual power to surge dramatically. After this, Chen Yu could be said to have no need to fear innate cultivators any longer.

The three-finger-wide sword talisman transformed into a colossal sword ten feet long, carrying a tide-turning killing intent as it flashed through the nine puppet pixiu, then returned to a sword talisman and burned itself to ash.

Wang Mu, Man You, Phantom Cat, and the two guardians all fixed their gaze on the white-haired elder before them.

Xiao Pingzhong suddenly burst into laughter. In the midst of that silence, the laughter erupted all at once; it held not the slightest hint of joy, and instead sent a chill down the spine, growing ever more ghastly.

Just then, it had been seized of the helm by Bear Lord. To pass the boredom, it ran to the yacht's storeroom and carried out a barrel of wine, intending to taste the wine from outside.

At first, Wan Duoduo's strength was not bad, but among these fifty exceptionally gifted trial disciples, he could only be considered ordinary; even with talismans and elixirs added in, he could barely make it into the top ten.

Li Yuanba grinned broadly. Eating a mass of rotten flesh would be no fun at all; only something with a bit of sinew and bone had any chew to it.

Pan Qiang said nothing either. He drew handcuffs from his waist, rushed forward, twisted Li Changfeng's arms behind his back, and snapped the cuffs on. In his hatred, he cinched them especially tight, until the metal teeth bit into the flesh of Li Changfeng's wrists. The pain made Li Changfeng's tears and snot stream down together.

Only five of them were the favorites, but Xi Sa felt they were not competent enough for such an important task, and he was unwilling to hand over the management of the inner court to them. Yet to show his affection, he left one to sleep with him each night. Later, finding even that too troublesome, he absurdly had one join him for the first half of the night and another for the second. And later still, he simply had several come together.