Chapter 141: The Slap Mark

Top Actress Reborn as a Pitiful Girl Xu An 1381 words 2026-04-01 07:26:32

“Lu Ming, you don’t have to do this,” Lian Youyou said with a stiff expression. “No matter how much you do for me, I will never be grateful enough to start over with you. Stop mistaking your feelings for mine.”

“I never wanted your gratitude,” Lu Ming’s voice was gentle, completely devoid of the arrogance he had shown when confronting Fu Yuanye just now. “Youyou, efforts made with the expectation of a result are business transactions; efforts without expectation of a result are called affection.”

His love for her was involuntary.

His desire to treat her well was also involuntary.

“You shouldn’t waste your thoughts on me. You know I’m a person who’s already dead; I don’t belong to your era,” Lian You...

In the world of mysteries, mechanism rules supreme. There is no true invincibility, nor can anyone truly bulldoze through all obstacles.

Jade cannot become a gem without being polished, so he too needed to be tempered. Only through repeated trials and hardships could he grow into a towering tree.

I gazed out the window; neon lights flickered in the night. It was already late, and I felt as if I were drifting in a dream. The experiences of this period were unlike anything I had encountered in my eighteen years. They felt unreal.

Hmph, does he really think I would follow him back to be a concubine? That’s the biggest joke of all. Regardless, Mo Yan is searching for her too, which only makes her situation more perilous.

Even the many trackers who never lose their target were powerless.

From the outside, six people merged into one, radiating a purple brilliance. Divine lightning flashed, and the sword’s radiance was countless. The light emitted was like an explosion’s brilliance, stretching from front to back like a colossal divine sword, wielding a power that shook heavens and ghosts alike, rushing toward the Netherworld Demon Dragon at lightning speed.

After speaking, Tie Xiangxue turned calmly to look at Yin Junfeng but found his eyes fixed in a daze, staring unblinkingly at a certain spot. Following his gaze, Tie Xiangxue saw it was the stone tablet.

Under normal circumstances, such a design would include a screen or partial partition before the window to block the formation of harmful energy passing straight through.

There was no other way; after enduring hardships, coming to modern society, one could hardly help but be dazzled by beautiful clothes.

As Chang Kaishan took the lead, a long line of Eastern State dignitaries bowed respectfully in unison and said,

“What do you think? You don’t really believe I have the power to sway the family head’s decisions, do you?” Zhou Yu said frankly.

On top of the surface, there was nothing but specks of salt like scattered stars. Ye Bai bit into it, a foul stench filling his mouth, but as saliva moistened it, a rich fragrance emerged—not greasy, but a bitter, refreshing aroma.

As for Lin Tianxuan, mindful that speaking too much leads to mistakes, he had remained silent since arriving at Yunxia Peak, listening to Lu Yun speak. Even when Yu Yiqing’s antics amused those around, he only smiled inwardly, his expression calm and undisturbed.

The previous sword strike had been unleashed with no restraint, the full force exerted, its power exceeding even Shen Yuanxi’s expectations.

Such an impact was incomparable to being killed by sorcery from afar, as some fellow disciples had suffered.

To be honest, Gou You had acted out of desperation just now. Having survived long in the Xingluo Sect, surrounded by perilous people, danger was ever-present. Although Miao Yu’s cultivation surpassed his, he lacked combat experience. In a fight to the death, Gou You might have been the one to win.

Furthermore, after the new body absorbed vast amounts of the world’s primal energy, his internal aura surged dramatically, advancing him to the pinnacle of the Outer Qi realm. Under ordinary circumstances, even with the aid of alchemical pills, this would have taken months or even half a year.

“Golden Lion King Claw!” In front of Old Mo, a golden lion king materialized, its sharp claws slashing through the void toward the Bone Demon Emperor’s head.

The man’s gaze was horrified, his expression tinged with disbelief, his forehead shining flawlessly. But in the next instant, a spray of blood suddenly erupted from the center of his brow, blooming like a strange red plum blossom.

Since they wanted to test me, I will give them a response. Xu Qi had already made various arrangements, planning to strike first at the One Yuan Sect and deal it a heavy blow.