Translator: Silavin “You’re nothing but a stepping stone for me!” Du Junxiong muttered as if talking to himself. The rage on his face completely disappeared, replaced by a solemn expression.
Translator: Silavin After walking through the path that automatically opened up in the crowd, Qin Yichen handed Little Ling’er to Shu Ruyan, then leaped onto the arena, standing opposite Du Junxiong.
Translator: Silavin In the following period, Qin Yichen spent almost every day in his room refining Pills and cultivating.
Translator: Silavin Insects, birds, and beasts all have Souls.
Translator: Silavin “If I say I came here to appreciate the Moon, would Your Majesty believe me?” Qin Yichen scratched his head and said sheepishly.
Translator: Silavin [She’s unharmed!? How!?] Qin Yichen looked at the small clean hand in disbelief, and then, seeing the little girl’s aggrieved face, he realised that his reaction earlier might have been a bit excessive.
Translator: Silavin The pool was about five metres in size and its water jade-green in colour, seem to be full of vibrant life. Waves of astonishingly pure energy emanated continuously from the pool, spreading to the surroundings.
Translator: Silavin Lu Heshang naturally also could not fathom Qin Yichen’s true intentions. No matter how he thought about it, he could not equate Withered Frost Grass with those two formulas.
