Chapter 35

At this moment, Zhang Can truly wished she could slap herself hard. Had she known things would come to this, she might as well have pretended to leave first and found another chance to quietly kill Ani later, rather than end up in this awkward, precarious situation.

Lifting her eyes, she saw that the black-gray mist had already abandoned its previous target and was now rolling toward them instead. Naturally, she dared not be careless; grabbing the hand of Smoke and Mirrors, who had the lowest level among them, she turned and rushed away at full speed.

The kite was a soft-winged phoenix. It could indeed be flown, but it had taken Li Zhu quite some effort to master the skill of making it soar high and far. As a strong gust swept by, the leather string in her hand tightened sharply around her fingers. Hastily, she drew the sword from her waist and sliced the string apart.

They would never witness what happened in the darkness—before she could utter another word, I raised my foot and kicked over the stool beneath Zhi Xuan, then walked away without looking back, a guttural sound scraping from my throat as my limbs convulsed and scratched at my own body.

Mu Sijue watched her with a sullen expression, saying nothing. Xu Youning took his silence as tacit permission to postpone her death until tomorrow. Like a condemned prisoner granted a pardon, she dashed back to her room.

She switched on the computer again and gave a brief explanation of this modern device, describing how, once connected to the internet, it could bring knowledge of the whole world to one's fingertips.

Xiao Xiang grew anxious, took a deep breath, and let her right hand drop beneath the table, pinching herself hard. She used all her strength this time—a piercing pain radiated from her skin, and tears sprang to her eyes.

At moments like this, I always feel a sense of pride, because Tao Ran is one of those who volunteered for extra lessons. Every night, he comes home clutching a thick workbook, asking me questions. Truly, he is a diligent and ambitious child.

The words fell with a resounding force, heavy with warning, leaving Matt momentarily stunned.

Besides, was he really carrying that aphrodisiac with him at all times? The more she thought about it, the more suspicious it seemed. If she wanted to change her fate, she could not allow herself to fall into these deep pits.

The very first time Zhang Yimou acted in a film, he won three Best Actor awards, including the first international A-list festival award ever won by an actor from the Dragon Kingdom.

Though Master Lingji was arrogant, he was not lawless—he still possessed a measure of self-awareness. In a battle of words, he feared no one, but if it came to blows, glancing over his disciples, he guessed that perhaps none of them would make it back alive.

He felt that he and Yue Guan were like golden wind meeting jade dew—one encounter outshone all others in the world. There was always a sense of mutual understanding between them.

After all, those who could survive tribulation and ascend to godhood or immortality were exceedingly rare. For most people, reaching the tribulation stage was already the highest they could ever aspire to.

But before Ye Feng could leave, those involved in the joint investigation had already begun moving into the company.

Just as it happened, Big Mi wanted to salvage her reputation, and Yue Guan wanted to give himself an opportunity—otherwise, Big Mi might drag him mountain climbing—so he handed the chance to her.

It was clear that Sanxian Town intended to break away from Penglai completely, refusing to heed commands. At the same time, it seemed likely that a ghost immortal was about to be reborn into the world.

Yet, now in this calamitous realm, even the heavens were fair. They would not force him to break through, lest it harm his foundation and lead to future disaster.

The buildings ahead, though not particularly attractive, were spacious—like a large conference room, a place meant for meetings.

Qin Sang smiled to herself, thinking that man was far too powerful. Even just a strand of his soul, sent across time and space, was formidable. She had schemed against him and ended up in her present plight. Indeed, the tragedy of the Qin family in that lifetime was not without cause. With such a mysterious and formidable person pulling the strings, how could the Qin family possibly survive?

Ah, the villagers had been hardened by poverty; they were petty and not willing to suffer any losses in an argument. Still, at least their hearts were not as black as Old Wang’s family.

When Lan Shan criticized them before, they endured it, because after all, he was their senior.

It was as if a person untouched by worldly dust had suddenly landed on earth, giving her a strange, unreal feeling.

But as Ma Xiyue's hand had just touched Sun Yang's chest, Sun Yang suddenly drew a sharp breath and cried out in alarm.

If this were back in the countryside, Lin Dahe would likely have been disappointed. But now that he had come to the capital and broadened his horizons, he saw things differently.

After Xu Yun was shot and fell, the rest of Qi Yue’s subordinates arrived and found that Ban Ge had been killed by her.

But for Qin Zhen to kill Ju Shou at this moment meant that there was now no room for reconciliation with Yuan Shao. With Yuan Shao’s army besieging the city, how would they resolve this?

Mu Fei’s eyes were icy cold. Remembering the vice-master Huo Jiang’s hostility toward him, Mu Fei still could not understand it, but since Huo Jiang had made things so difficult, Mu Fei would not be an easy opponent either.

“Darling, if you have things to do, go ahead. As for me, I’ll stay here and enjoy the show. Today, I am determined to see Shen Ningbing and her useless husband utterly humiliated,” Lin Qingchun said.

So what now? The city lord’s face was filled with anxiety. You all know the power of the heavenly tribulation—if even a trace of it spills into the city, how many casualties will there be?

Six disciples from the Eastern Wilderness Tower had joined in the original bet. Yao Dagen had already collected the wagered spirit stones from four of them. Though it had not gone smoothly and there were many twists, he had managed to collect the spirit stones in the end.

Feng Qianli carried her back to the bedroom, kissing her gently and coaxing her. Both were deeply passionate and unable to control themselves.

She got out of bed and left the lounge. Mu Feng was not in the office, but he had left a note on the desk, saying he had gone to a meeting.

The corners of Lin Feng’s mouth lifted. A ball of demonic flame enveloped the Frost Soul Needle, and under Hua Yun’s shocked gaze, the needle slowly melted into a pool of liquid, which Lin Feng then flung onto the stone steps.

Mu Fei sheepishly rubbed his nose, leapt out of the spring pool, and let out a startled cry—he was still completely naked.

The tent was pitch-black inside, filled only with the clashing of swords and the sounds of fierce, breathless combat.

Old Master Bai, after several days of Bai Lian’s diligent care, had recovered considerably. Looking at his increasingly mature grandson, he smiled with satisfaction.

As the debates grew more intense, two strange beams of light appeared in the shadowy realm, and within them, all manner of mystical phenomena took shape.

That night, at the old Shangpin Pavilion restaurant, he secretly examined Ye Chen’s constitution and discovered it was equally extraordinary.

Looking up, she saw Shang Yu sitting on the floor, one hand braced against the edge of the sofa, smiling at her.