Chapter 77: The Clingy Sisters
My cousin was always quick with sweet words that could put anyone at ease. “If it weren’t for you coming with us, Grandma never would’ve agreed to let us go to the night market. And just now, it was you who reacted so quickly and got us away from that drunk.”
“Uncle, you should keep it,” she insisted.
Lin Xiyu chimed in to help persuade him, “We’ll still need your help hauling goods in the future.”
“That’s right,” my cousin added, not taking no for an answer as she stuffed the money into our uncle’s pocket.
“Well then, I won’t stand on ceremony,” he replied with a smile.
Zhou Yaoguang, meanwhile, never made arrangements in advance, yet somehow always knew which channels to use. He found out that the Elder of Heavenly Pivot would be staying at that resort, and, uninvited, showed up directly at the door.
On Ren Xia’s side, it was Xia Xiefu running back and forth, organizing meetings for Ren Xia’s people on the ground.
Ye Xun moved again, stepping onto the five hundred and first step. The pressure here was undeniably stronger, but the starlight energy was also richer than on the five hundredth step.
Jiang Yuan’s face was as dark as water. At the mention of the Flame Refining Hall, fury clouded his features. In the battle at the Abyss of Fallen Gods years ago, the old patriarch of the Yi Xing Sect had perished, leaving an unhealable wound in Jiang Yuan’s heart. He had suspected all along that there was a traitor among the seven major human sects, and now, it seemed clear that the culprit was the master of the Flame Refining Hall. How could Jiang Yuan not burn with indignation?
If Sony hadn’t gotten in the way earlier with their discount promotions, Song Zhichao never would have implemented “limited sales,” and wouldn’t have had to restrict the number of units sold—forced to cap the maximum available at thirty thousand per major city.
For her ideals, she had devoted the best years of her youth to magical research. A graduate of the Empire’s Academy of Magic, she had arrived alone in the Duchy of Dunla, becoming an ordinary magic instructor in the Feili territory. Time flew by, but her magical power hardly advanced, as if forever stalled at the third rank.
Glancing down at Moonwatch City below, which had suffered little damage, and at the respectful Mao Yi, Qiu Tian did not linger. He flew straight toward Myriad Peaks, where the Black Dragon resided. The restrictive waves in the air made him frown, an uneasy feeling rising within him. Still, he knew not to jump to conclusions before seeing things with his own eyes.
“Someone must have said something to her. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have left without a word, and she certainly wouldn’t have gone away in tears. Who was it? Who dared treat her like this?” Ou Qi tightly gripped the letter in her hand.
In the desolate tomb, Old Qiu had once shown kindness to Ye Xun, and Ye Xun had made a vow to Old Qiu—to visit Old Qiu’s homeland, the Qiu clan of Fengling County in the Wei Kingdom, and to offer help where he could. For in Old Qiu’s heart, he had always hoped to restore the honor of the Qiu clan, though that dream, sadly, had never come to pass.
The ground suddenly caved in. Looking over at the hydra’s true body, it was clear that the earth-gray serpent head had used earth magic.
In the subterranean chamber, the dense ranks of monsters were arrayed as neatly as an army, standing utterly still. But this was to be expected, for they were all stone oaks.
Deng Yuhao rushed forward, seized him by the shoulder, and dragged him outside the shop. At that moment, Sima and the others arrived, just in time to see Deng Yuhao speaking to a boy.
After equipping the third golden item, regardless of its specific attributes, Chen Yi’s stats improved significantly—most notably, his MP cap increased by forty points, giving him much more freedom to use his skills.
Everyone fell silent at once. The “Snowstep Dance” was the stuff of legends—no one dared presume to instruct it! Only the citizens of the Snow Domain had ever witnessed it firsthand, not even the emperor of the proud Yu Kingdom. Little wonder the assembled nobles were so eager and curious to see this dance.
“Then I’ll leave it to you. Here’s the scent to lure it out, and this is the bag that can hold its corpse.” The gate guard handed the two items to Chen Yi with an expression of great satisfaction. Chen Yi took them without hesitation.