Volume 1, Chapter 64: Escape Plan, Initiated

Mother, he is no longer a wild child without a mother.

Luo Jia knocked on the door, filled with intense nervousness and anticipation.

The knock sounded once more, and Meng Yuan could not help but frown. Who could it be this time?

Of all days, tonight had to be the liveliest. Just who did they have visiting their household anyway?

Meng Yuan told Qianqian to stay seated while she went to take a look.

The moment the door opened, Meng Yuan was struck dumb with astonishment.

Never in her wildest dreams would she have expected Luo Jia to seek her out of his own accord.

"You... Luo Jia, why are you here?" Meng Yuan's voice trembled uncontrollably as she spoke.

With a thud, Luo Jia dropped to his knees. "Mother~ I... I..."

"Oh dear, get up quickly." Although Meng Yuan had no idea...

To put it frankly, Zheng Yifan's status was not only that of a patriarchal cousin to Zheng Kejian, but also his master.

Ling Jingchen spoke as a matter of course: "Even if I am busy, Ah Hui is here; he will handle it!" As he spoke, his gaze drifted toward Zhang Hui standing off to the side.

With one hand, he swung his sword to carve into the beluga whale, while the other hand swept away the blade stained by the gushing blood. Waves of intense sword qi erupted across the creature's back.

With a deafening crash, several armored cultivators riding armored white-browed blood-eyed tigers violently shattered and knocked down the tightly closed iron-barred gates of the Shen family villa estate.

The Flood Dragon King, his face smeared with blood and carrying a bitter smile, appeared amidst the shattered ruins not far from Qin Mo.

Whether it was back on Earth or upon arriving at the Divine Martial Continent, he had never laid eyes on such a bizarre mountain.

This seemed even more impossible. After all, if the adversary possessed such immense capability, they would not have been driven into hiding like a stray dog by his pursuits. So what on earth was going on here?

"It really is delicious." Su Yunyang scooped up a spoonful to feed herself, then scooped another and brought it to his lips.

A child of over two years old, such as Wang Keke, could already walk and run, call out for mom and dad, and speak a few simple words to express their thoughts.

"What is it? Does it hurt badly?" Jiang Nian, a light sleeper, assumed she was in severe pain and scrambled out of bed to put on her coat in a flurry.

Without such mutations over the course of thousands upon thousands of years, the vital blood qi would have long since grown too thin to bear looking at—how could there be any possibility of awakening now?

In any case, she and Yifan would always be together. Once his health improved, they could hurry up and conceive.

A pair of watery, expressive eyes, veiled in a bewildered mist, gazed blankly at the blurry figure before her.

"According to reliable intelligence, the Underworld King has already decided to set off for the frontier early tomorrow morning," the guard replied once again.

The national flags and everything else had been replaced with crimson. The entire landscape was suffused with a brilliant red glow, leaving Nalan Yanran quite satisfied.

Having now awakened the Golden Pig System through sleep, and triggered the Red Bull System by collecting anger, she had no idea how the others might be awakened.

Startled by Mr. Gu's roar of "Hey-ha!", the pet dog tucked its tail between its legs and scuttled in panic under the bed, never daring to show its face again.

Shi Yun watched the departing figure without speaking or moving. After a brief contemplation, she turned around and walked toward her own room.

Other disciples, including Lin Xiruo, were even more grief-stricken, some breaking down in loud sobs. Many of them had close friends or respected elders among the fallen, yet all of them had perished here, a reality no one could accept.

Meanwhile, outside the gates of the police station, a red Range Rover Evoque pulled up. The rear door gently swung open, and a lively, pink-and-white figure lightly hopped out from the vehicle.

Trapped in his original realm for centuries, he had subsequently soared into the clouds, leaping past the ninth stage of Qi Refining in a remarkably short span of time to reach the pinnacle of Qi Governing a Millennium.

This mountain stood in a "pin" character formation with the Ox-Head Mountain and Horse-Face Mountain in front of it, yet it dwarfed them both. Steep and precipitous, seen from afar, it resembled a giant sword thrusting straight into the firmament, utterly unscalable. Blocked by the mountain, the Cannibal Trench was forced to bend and transform into a horizontal ditch.

However, to bow in reverence to other Dragon Kings—heh, how could that be possible? Those Dragon Kings were simply not qualified.

Jin Feng did not dwell on it. In his mind, since he had already informed Su Mei that he had matters to attend to, there was no need to worry; she had always been sensible and knew what should and should not be asked.

Hearing Zhang Pingtian's unusually stern tone, a flash of cold light crossed Xuan Yue's eyes. Following that, her genuine qi surged explosively as she assumed a defensive combat stance.

Jin Yu's gaze flickered slightly. Why did she always utter those two words in her dreams? What on earth did they mean?

Upon hearing her senior uncle's tense, hushed inquiry, Zhang Yiren felt a surge of joy: Since you value this Dragon Gate Token so highly, there is hope yet of finding Brother Wang.

For an emperor bound by destiny's fortune, the essence of that fortune was the destiny of the state. While national destiny belonged to the entire country, the entirety of it pressed heavily upon his shoulders.

Yet this was precisely the life-or-death juncture; who was going to listen to his commands? The voice shouted several more times, but no one paid him any heed.

He turned around and gazed for a moment at her expectant face, his thin lips pressing into a straight line as if hesitating.

Ming and Yue, who had been staying on the outskirts along with Gu Yao and the black bear, suddenly heard Xiao Mo's words. Her face flushed red instantly, and she averted her gaze slightly.

If they were truly useless, they had only been useless for these past two years. Now, with the help of classmate Yu Ling and their own all-out efforts, they would surely succeed. Not just him—every student in the class felt the same way.

The Holy Maiden could only express her speechlessness before recounting the matter. Shortly after, Li Mengchang departed.

Without the slightest intention of picking up unearned gains, Guan Xi quickly slipped into a thicket of bushes, fleeing that place of right and wrong.

The rugged fellow Meng Yegang and Fang Tang also introduced themselves in succession. With that, the distance between everyone narrowed considerably.

The Four Young Masters exchanged glances, with Deng Yifan making the first move. The other three suppressed their strange sensations and began scrubbing the grime off Qin Ye—yes, scrubbing grime, acting as though they were bathhouse attendants.