"Don't move!"

That day, we discussed that it was time to return to the Central Plains. I needed to find Zhang Pu and, along the way, deliver the “Heavenly Scripture Eight Trigrams Diagram” entrusted to us by Daoist Zhao Sheng to Daoist Wang Chang.

Sima Mo’s once faded desire was rekindled. “You’re seducing me!” he declared, and with that, he lifted her into his arms.

No wonder the Time-Space Supermarket launched items like Didiwei Spirit-Bane; perhaps it truly was so Su Jing could hold fast to her inner morals.

Li Beiche had just spoken when Su Mengmeng leapt onto him, and he hurriedly caught her in his arms.

“What’s the rush? Others may not even have the chance to say a word to me,” Ning Zeqing sipped his coffee and spoke coolly.

Time flew by. After a relatively relaxed afternoon, the training ended. Qiao Lik gave a brief summary, and the team was dismissed.

Qian Rong’s eyes flashed with fierce determination. She thought her son was so clever that Mr. Mo would surely take a liking to him. She also knew what would happen at Clearwater Villa, and a chill crept into her heart. That cursed person, and that country girl—when the time came, she would make sure to trample them a few more times.

Meanwhile, everyone realized that the old Silkworm King on the bed had vanished. How could this be? In his current state, being able to utter a few coherent words was already a blessing—he couldn’t possibly get out of bed and walk away, especially without any of us noticing. Something was terribly wrong.

She couldn’t believe that her unborn child was still alive in another form, nor could she accept that someone she once hated had become like this.

The Second Young Madam had started painting again, creating a new portrait every day, each one a different likeness of the Second Young Master.

After Yun Hao hung up the phone, he headed to the third floor. Just as he arrived, his phone rang again. Frowning, Yun Hao still answered the call.

Watching Cai Mao’s men leave the hall, Yang Fu said nothing more. He merely glanced once and a sly smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

“Yes, yes, yes…” The general of the Mo’er Imperial Guard responded in great relief, turned, and called his men, leading them away in grand retreat, not daring to linger even a moment.

During this time, the academy had been peaceful. Neighboring nations, shaken by that incident, dared not wage war against each other. As the academy’s Grand Elder, he was revered by tens of thousands throughout the land of Qi.

“That’s right, it’s him—absolutely trustworthy! I got the information in exchange for medicinal herbs,” Coldface nodded with certainty.

Marlon nodded to the confident Yu Chao; only now did Yu Chao show a hint of the former pride of a special forces prodigy. Marlon was about to speak when the soft voice of a nightingale drifted in from the doorway.

Seizing the opportunity, Zhang Tiansheng hurled the Azure Dragon Sword with all his might, aiming directly at the scorpion-tailed zombie.

As the earth shook and mountains swayed, the fortress beneath their feet could not withstand the violent tremors and collapsed with a thunderous crash. Even the remaining warriors who had survived by chance without facing Chen Jin perished in this onslaught.

Unfortunately, these thoughts flashed through the Demon Corpse Tiger’s mind only to be suppressed, as if some force was preventing it from thinking further.

Of all the jadeite rough stones displayed in the hall, only a few contained enough valuable jade to be worthwhile, while the rest were grossly overpriced—whoever bought them would surely lose money.

In just a few words, the pent-up anger in the burly men’s hearts erupted, and they all spat out a mouthful of old blood.

“Trying to scare me? Do you think I’d be afraid of you?” Qiu Duantian’s eyes blazed with fury. Though he spoke bravely, a surge of ill-timed fear rose in his heart.

Qin Lang was so wealthy. If she could just get him to sleep with her, she’d have landed herself a golden husband. Even if he didn’t marry her, with his status, he’d have to consider the consequences if she exposed the affair—so in any case, he’d have to support her for life.

Gong Jianliang’s eyes lit up. Had Tang Rao brought another incredible money-making tool? In truth, the profits that Giant Merchant Star had made in Phantom City recently were truly staggering.

Originally, everyone thought that this young man who had suddenly appeared, even if he didn’t openly submit to Zhao Yunfei, would never dare to confront him outright.

Now, she didn’t even dare open her mouth, afraid of being targeted and suffering the consequences.

“Tang Rao, don’t push me too far! I’m already ready to kill myself—what more do you want?” Dongfang Bailu shouted, her face full of rage.

The Polos had always shown restraint, but if that restraint were ever broken by their fury, the consequences would be disastrous.

They were born for slaughter and predation. When food runs out, they even eat their own kind.

“I ask that you answer first,” Sanlang insisted, concealing the truth and pressing for a response to his previous question.

Lin Feng spoke lightly, paying no heed to the many questions the Green Snake had just raised. Otherwise, the conversation would go on forever.

“Cai Chen, what’s wrong…?” Fang Tianbao thought his shoulder was hurting again. But Ning Caichen motioned for silence. The group was puzzled, and just as they were about to approach to see what was happening in the old well—

Sure enough, his words had the desired effect; several hesitant worshippers began to steady their minds and circulate their inner energy.

A thousand years had passed; he had been in the Immortal Realm for nearly nine hundred, yet there was still no word from his master. In contrast, news of Lin Feng had once been plentiful.

They sent their spiritual forms, first because their true bodies could not be moved lightly, and second, out of concern for encountering danger.

“I’ve said before, Qingqing’s nature isn’t truly bad. After this calamity, I believe she’ll awaken to herself. I plan to take her to the Underworld and let her become a guardian spirit beast,” Lu Li stated frankly.

“May I ask the esteemed senior’s name?” Song Li, already bold by nature, became even more fearless upon realizing the figure before him was but a remnant soul.

Reaching a remote area near the capital, Lin Mu landed his flying sword and walked toward Longteng’s base.

“That’s Master Huixin from Mount Jiuhua!” someone with sharp eyes recognized the great monk.

And the divine body, under the pressure of the Flooded Golden Mountain and the attacks of the Fire Dragon, began to falter.

When Zhu Da saw it with his own eyes, all the calculations and imaginings in his heart were shattered. The Zheng Family Compound had fallen and was now nothing but ruins.