Volume One, Chapter 50: That Other Man...

Dim, tranquil light shimmered with a yellowish tinge, spilling in varying shades across the floor.

Beneath his overcoat, Meng Huaijin wore an imposing pure-black uniform, its brim engraved with a radiant sacred national emblem.

By the moonlight streaming through the window, Gong Shaoxie could see what appeared to be a clear spring rippling in Xia Fangyuan’s eyes.

Feng Wu was rather weak when it came to spiritual power. Hearing him speak with such authority, she realized that he must have studied the subject extensively. She no longer dwelled on anything else and began recounting her meditations one by one. The more Ye Xiangjun listened, the brighter his eyes grew. His expression as he looked at Feng Wu held both delight and pride, as though he himself were the one who had advanced.

The man in white cast Snow Kite a light glance. As if frightened, Snow Kite immediately lowered her head, not daring to meet his eyes again. Only then did she look languidly toward Feng Wu. The curve of her lips suggested either mockery or a cold sneer, yet she said nothing.

The crocodiles under her command were all vicious beasts of the worst kind. They hid within the marsh and lived by devouring human flesh. Ordinary cultivators, restricted by the formation, would find it extremely difficult to withstand their assault.

Feng Wu paused, feeling that something was amiss, but she had no time to dwell on it. She merely turned and watched the people within the formation anxiously.

Liu Shang and Liao Qing were deeply grateful to Xia Feng for helping them out of their predicament, and secretly resolved to remember this favor.

Many people drove away, but even more chose to stay. That night, every hotel in the surrounding area was completely full.

Within the Void God Realm, Zhao Hao and Li Qiye stood in an uninhabited place. Beside them stood the Domain Envoy of the Wilds Domain’s Void God Realm.

“Very well. We’ll begin packing here tomorrow morning. Today, have the workers bring out the first batch of cured meat they roasted. Then we’ll start packing it according to the weights we agreed upon beforehand.”

The two dogs had been sent to the Sea of Venomous Erosion by Ren Shuixin before Di Chongxiao set out, and the entire period of punishment deducted from their lives had been restored.

He glanced at Qi Mingye, who had lifted his red wine and taken a delicate sip. His elegant movements carried an indescribable nobility; every gesture he made was so captivating that no one could look away.

As soon as the bodyguards left, Gu Qianqian lifted her eyes. The faint smile vanished from her lips as she looked straight at Fu Chen.

The boy could not speak, but he still struggled to look toward me. He must have sensed that I was the only one here who would save him. I did not want to save him. Anyone capable of hurting Ren Qianqian did not deserve my help. I simply did not want Ren Qianqian to continue down the wrong path.

Ren Qianqian suddenly froze. Then he slowly extended the bracelet in his hand. When I saw it, I was stunned as well. The bracelet, which had been white with streaks of blood jade, was gradually turning a deeper and deeper crimson in his grasp. Then blood slowly seeped from it, droplets falling one after another.

Her strapless gown, cinched at the waist with broad white satin, accentuated her graceful curves to striking effect. The gauzy hem, short in front and long behind, fluttered in the breeze, lending her an airy elegance. Compared with the delicate charm she usually possessed, it held less of that allure and more of the coy sweetness of a woman about to become a bride.

“Heh-heh. The Lord has other battle plans, so we don’t have much time to complete this mission! There are still other tasks waiting for us!” Chen Gong said with a laugh.

Ren Qianqian raised a hand to signal him to stop. “They can’t hold them back. As long as no one is hurt, that’s all that matters.” Those few words alone were enough to make all the guards willing to work for Ren Qianqian.

When Su Chen came out, the fragrance drifted into his nose and tranquil music lingered in his ears, causing his steps to falter for a moment.

It was the fifth day after I left the hospital, and the eighth day since I had drunk the medicine. At last, I was able to go outside. But I still had to go with Ren Qianqian. He was worried, always afraid that I might tire myself out or harm my health.