Chapter 31

Qi Chengye’s eyes were bloodshot, his entire body trembling. Gu Qiang’s face was covered in tears, and even the elderly Madam Qi wept uncontrollably.

She, too, had harbored such thoughts, but the confident and unwavering demeanor Yu Danqing had displayed back at the palace had made her believe, if only for a moment.

As she spoke, Feng Qian’s expression grew increasingly frigid, until, by the end, he seemed enveloped in a bone-chilling aura.

Seeing this, Ran Niang immediately stood up, approaching with a gentle, inviting smile, her eyes filled with an eagerness as if ready to be summoned at any moment.

"As long as you understand, you shouldn't think about things you shouldn't," Su Mu said, breathing a slight sigh of relief upon seeing her expression remain unchanged.

Qian Li, Man Shousi, Fang Heng, and Shen Ling all pulled up stools and began cracking melon seeds. It was a fine day, and they had grown accustomed to the surroundings.

Long Duo, hearing Hasef say this, merely offered a faint smile, while the coldness in his eyes grew ever more intense.

Qian Li wore a pink dress; she looked so dainty and sweet that it hardly seemed like a site for multilateral talks—should they host a live stream?

Murong Ruo found an inn and ordered hot water, telling Mu Ling to wash up properly. She stood guard outside the room, sending Dugu Xin off to purchase some clothes.

"Okay." Chen Kai tossed his phone onto the table upon hearing this. The phone rang several times afterward, but we ignored it.

Xie Di led the way, climbing hills and navigating ridges before turning into an alley. There was no sign hanging, and had it not been for a guide, one would never have guessed this was a place to eat.

"See? I told you the eighth-rank Li family wasn't much. You wouldn't dare touch me here," Chen Xing said with a shrug.

To Li Yuxuan’s agency, this behavior was seen as completely ungrateful. Yet, despite such obstinacy, Li Yuxuan moved with great speed, successfully signing a contract with Xu Chenxi’s talent agency.

Bang, bang! The doors to the two occupied rooms were kicked open, followed by a commotion as the lights inside flickered on.

After patrolling the areas around Shunchang, Yue Fei returned to his camp and entered his tent, where his officers were waiting to discuss the next military actions.

Roar! The Corpse King let out an enraged howl and leaped, ignoring the sword array as Liu Kai sliced wound after wound into its body. Its eyes, now even blacker, stared at Liu Kai and Can Shao, filled with the resentment of the heavens.

Because Andora had never ventured into the singing industry, she spent the afternoon at the company’s recording studio, intending to practice and learn about the details of music production.

Not long after Andora left, Xu Chenxi returned carrying a large bag. At the beauty store earlier, he had endured the curious and scrutinizing gazes of the clerks, steeling himself to pick out a pile of items without knowing if they were useful or not, before rushing to pay and leaving as if something were chasing him.

When he awoke again, he was on an ordinary commercial airliner. Can Shao was snoring against the window, while he lay on Zhang Ling’er’s shoulder.

Ning Xi had not expected this outcome upon opening the black cauldron, and for a moment, she dared not probe it further.

The Twelve Warriors spat out a mouthful of blood, their faces deathly pale. They trembled uncontrollably; a sword strike that would make even immortals fear had been countered by their opponent with such ease—it was terrifying.

Han Yan could see that Guan Hai was genuinely angry, but he reasoned it was only a mount. Although it was a fine horse he had ridden all the way from Luoyang, it was not something of excessive value. He didn't have the heart to take the lives of two youths over it.

"Brother Wei knows the situation surrounding the Spirit-Nurturing Fruit better than any of us. If you lead the team, the rest of us will feel much more secure," Ning Xi said, nodding in agreement with Wei Wei’s arrangement.

Subconsciously, Han Yan asked a question, but immediately realized it must have been a servant from Kong Rong’s estate coming to invite him to the banquet.

It was a minute or two after the morning study bell rang that Li Jinhua entered the classroom. Since it was morning study, there was no need for the class monitor to call for a formal greeting. Li Jinhua circled the room, had the monitor Li Ying bring her a chair, and sat behind the podium, sipping tea and reading the newspaper.

In all the world, what apprentice could begin exposure to Feng Shui at such a young age, and even store the entire canon of Feng Shui classics in their mind?

There was also Wang Leshan; it wasn't too far from the international airport, so if she liked staying here, that was fine too.

Moreover, Long Wuchang had fused divine abilities with arcane techniques; he was truly a top-tier powerhouse out of Kunlun.

As the City Lord, he had to plan ahead; his most urgent task was to quickly relocate the majority of the civilians from the areas where fighting had erupted to safety.

They understood that Zhang Zheng wanted to trade limited sacrifice for a victory that would stir the national spirit—a victory that was not merely formal, but spiritual.

Fu Yunling had already been pulled aside by Fu Qingfeng, her beautiful eyes fixed on Ye Tian with deep concern.

"Hehe, many thanks, Senior." Chu Haoyun’s eyes shifted as a holographic projection from his brain-computer interface displayed the latest intelligence they had received.

Yu’er had not expected Gu Yue to say such a thing. She believed that if Gu Yue would only apologize, the matter would be settled, as it was wrong for Gu Yue to strike someone. But this fellow was being incredibly overbearing.

This was a Domain—a terrifying power. If used in a war between orthodox factions, there would be no need for high-level cultivators to intervene; under the reinforcement of such power, their own low-level cultivators could slaughter the enemy's low-level forces entirely.

Spirit herbs, especially those over a thousand years old, were hard to find. They were priceless and scarce; even with enough spirit stones, one would have to spend a great deal of time to acquire one that met their needs.

The same great battle raged across different spaces and realms. As the resistance in the Darkest Land reached its peak, out in the world, Chu Haoyun’s true body was also undergoing his own enlightenment, laying a solid foundation for the final battle.