Chapter 94: Does This Feel Like the Emperor Choosing His Consort?

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“These tribesmen are not as hostile to outsiders as we once imagined,” Mu Tianchen remarked coolly.

He quietly observed everything in Mo Mountain Village. It was even more desolate than before; the villagers’ courtyard walls and houses had collapsed, the yards were overgrown with weeds taller than a man, and animal droppings were everywhere.

The young man’s hair and eyes, once black as ink, had now turned to a dazzling silver and an eerie crimson, like the eyes of a fierce beast from the primordial wilds—exceedingly strange. Around his scarlet pupils, a blue-black hue surged violently, as if he were a beast that had lost all reason.

Anongfei had saved him; without her, he would not be who he was now. Thus, he believed that no matter if the whole world wanted to harm him, Anongfei never would. With her watching over him, he could finally feel at ease.

Gu Zhao seemed affable, as if he had no intention of probing further. But no one could truly guess what a leader was thinking. Feng Jidong knew that just because the leader said nothing, it didn’t mean he would do nothing.

He struggled desperately, but Ma Jianyao fought just as fiercely to control the laws of space. Hellfire, once attached to something, was notoriously hard to extinguish. But facing a genetically modified, Class A Draconic Speaker, he could not treat him like any ordinary opponent. If Kirkwood managed to escape, the effects of the hellfire would be greatly diminished.

Although the bullet wound was only a grazing injury from a ricochet, it was still fatal. The wound itself wasn’t severe at first, but after fighting with two assassins, the blood loss became severe—so much so that he hadn’t even noticed.

“It’s you?” Zhou Tianlong’s eyes suddenly lit up, for the young man was none other than Li Heng, to whom he had once gifted martial arts skills.

It was one thing that Jiang Jieyun’s two unique friends were present, but when he himself suddenly appeared behind his mother, she was so stunned that she couldn’t recover for quite some time.

A few streaks of light flashed by as they leapt through the layered forests. By now, the mist on the ground had thickened, space was severely distorted, and even their soul force was pressed close to their bodies.

Fang Ping’an was about to get up and open the door when he saw Luo Zhiyong had already entered, holding a key, with two men in military uniforms behind him.

Such overconfidence bought Ye Juntian a precious chance to breathe, especially with the tenfold time acceleration of the Fetal Light Divine Space.

Though her tone was casual, Liu Fengsheng could tell that this was Fang Pingying’s way of deliberately keeping her distance.

In the end, it was simply because the show was so novel—no one had ever seen anything like it before, so naturally, it attracted attention.

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Soon, a flash of golden light appeared as Cold Moon leapt up. It seemed her injuries were serious—she couldn’t even fly.

As the dishes were served, Tang Jincheng picked up his chopsticks, greeted Ye Zhan and Ji Anyun, then started eating on his own.

Moreover, Luo Cuilan’s attitude was so amiable now that it made her feel Luo Cuilan’s intentions were far too obvious.

Qin Mochan leapt from the city wall, landing directly on horseback and charging to the very front of the formation.

As for Chen Lie and Chen Jian, their eyes never left the Jade Heart Pill, and their bodies trembled with excitement.

To Fang Pingying, there was probably no difference before or after. She was never one to ask for help. If Liu Fengsheng had told her earlier that the person they were seeking was his father, perhaps she would’ve been more willing to approach it formally.

“I’ll think about it. Not in the mood right now. How can a company as big as Air China serve such awful airplane food? It’s like they hired idiots to cook,” Zhang Donghai complained, tossing aside his meal.

“Captain Zhao is a veteran detective. Don’t keep things to yourself—come on, share your thoughts!” Wei Zhenguo said with a smile.

Limin set Lishu down by the wall and tore open his sleeve, revealing a forearm entirely bruised black and blue, as if poisoned.

“No need,” Lin Yumeng waved her hand. Since money had just arrived, how could she continue to indulge?

Zhang Donghai ate heartily, then lay on his bed and fell asleep. The next morning, he awoke refreshed.

Seeing the lights in the stone house go out, the man in black crouched down again, pulled two test-tube-like containers from his coat, filled them with soil and water, and quietly returned to his dormitory.

The unremarkable red light, upon touching Mo Fan’s Blue Sword, exploded with terrifying power.

Sure enough, as the hour struck, the clay men’s skins began to peel off, revealing yellowish skin and black hair beneath; their limbs trembled slightly. Once the clay completely fell away, they all began to crawl.

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At this moment, Zhuanxu, Fenghou, Limu, Dahong, and all present tried to dissuade him, but with the people of the Hong Region suffering such calamity, how could he heed their words?

Shen Youyou finally crawled over, her hands trailing up Song Cheng’s trouser leg, slowly climbing onto his knee.

“How dare you!” Yang Li’s eyes blazed red as he let out a thunderous roar and lunged at Xiao Chen, driving a fist straight at his chest.

Even if the two envoys and the underworld messenger were saved, they couldn’t absorb even a trace of yang energy. Even if they were immediately sent back to the Underworld, their lives would be hard to preserve. It was better for them to remain in this yin-filled house, where at least their souls could survive.

He Zhi Xu remained silent, his head bowed. At that moment, I seemed unable to sense his physical presence, but from the pace of his breathing, it was clear he was in pain. Just then, Gu Xi simply walked away, not sparing him another glance.

Murmurs of discussion began to ripple through the crowd; some praised Xiao Chen, others wondered why he had appeared in G City, and some scoffed—all because Zhang De, who had just led them to victory, commanded their trust.

Old Zhang’s position as general manager was lost; now he was only deputy. The resentment he harbored toward me would never truly be dispelled.

Why hadn’t I gone to Brin Town back then? Why had Xie Ze already been plotting against me?

Now, the man in black was dead, the trail of the Thieves’ Guild broken, and the cause of his death still undetermined. With the man dying in our hands, there was little we could say in our defense.

“Have you made a decision? Will you return to Haicheng Hospital with He Xing, or stay here for the doctor to examine you and return to Haicheng together tomorrow?” Fu Shijin asked calmly.

How could the old lady let her second son’s line die out? Yet Madam Wang was convinced her husband still lived. Some things, even if you wished to discuss them openly, could never be truly explained.

There were a great many skeletal cavalry, but their combat strength was utterly unremarkable. The combined might of five ‘High-ranking Xuan Emperors’ was not something they could withstand.

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