Chapter 258

"Impossible… these two spiritual arts can't cultivate spiritual awareness?"

Lin Mo thought for a long time and arrived at this conclusion.

"Fool!"

The junior sister said irritably:

"It's not that they can't cultivate spiritual awareness—they just need external objects to do it!"

"The Qian Tian and Dui Ze spiritual arts are auxiliary types; to cultivate elemental spiritual awareness, you must rely on external items."

"Take my copper coin sword—it was forged using my original copper…"

"Where is Jiutian? Our wedding was just a month ago, and I don't know why he's avoiding me—he's supposed to accompany me back to the Qing family for the full moon. I've been worried these past few days that something happened to him. I don't care what Shuang'er and my new husband did, but he can't let the Qing family's honor suffer."

"Uh, Brother Song, maybe we should first talk about the movie funding issue?" Zhao Dongsheng awkwardly changed the subject.

Even if… even if this ungrateful cat abandoned her without a word and vanished, Mo Nian Nian still couldn't help but miss him.

Zhang Cuilian hurried to the kitchen entrance, set down her hoe, and peered inside to see her son Liu Wu stirring something in the pot with a spatula.

Chu Haoran nodded and said, "Alright, I'll think about it. I'll call you back once I've decided." Then he hung up.

At that time, the Purple Cloud Palace, Xumi Mountain, and Shang Yin Academy—the three colossal powers—would surely take action.

He pressed tightly against Mo Nian Nian, their fingers interlocked, calling her "Nian Nian" over and over.

Shaking his head in regret—he was such an outstanding blade master, such a bold hero, yet he was a eunuch of the Great Zhou, not a disciple of Hunyuan Dao.

Especially with the update of the Zhou Tian Rankings, the Great Zhou Crown Prince now ranks second, and all factions have suppressed their other ambitions.

Lei Yu waved his left hand, and the surrounding space shattered instantly. Lei Yu gave Li Huan a long, meaningful look before walking toward Tie Mu.

Fu Chengjue was truly angry—otherwise, he'd never have brought up work-related matters before.

At that moment, the system alerted the Shadow: a new mission appeared on the Dark Realm mission board. The boss and Fatty were discussing the future development of the thief unit; his job was just to train them. Since he had nothing else to do, the Shadow opened the Dark Realm mission board.

Back then, she was too shy and proud—she could never have walked out in public looking so humiliated.

Yang Shimin stared at the cake on the ground, all her effort ruined; her eyes instantly turned red. It was a cake she'd spent ages making, thinking he'd be delighted—even if he wasn't, a little encouragement would've been enough. But in the end, nothing? And he'd even ruined it.

The assistant looked at Shangguan Ao's expression, wanting to ask him questions, but ultimately said nothing. All he could do was follow the CEO's orders.

"Haha, I was right—it's the path back to the origin!" Lian Qiao smiled at Ning Luo.

She slapped him hard, without mercy—his mask shattered instantly, revealing a handsome face, pale and stunned, utterly bewildered.

Yang Shimin froze, then looked at Shangguan Ao and Xi Ru, then at Yang Xiujie—why were they together? Looking at Yang Xiujie's expression… had he found out something? Why was he so furious?

"Actually, you don't need to prepare anything. Don't worry—everything will be ready when the time comes. Now go watch some TV." Yang Xiujie smiled.

After a while, An San Shao calmed down from his excitement, regained his composure, and leaned close to Cen Erniang. He studied her carefully, wondering what changes had come over his junior sister after months apart.

He hadn't left after bringing the food—he must have seen Maoqiu fighting me for the meal.