26. Mo Qingling, Lin Nai

The middle part of the story was quite intricate. Father Zhao vividly described the ghost-catching process; although it had some frightening elements, it was still bearable.

Yun Qing’s heart suddenly jolted—how much had this man discovered? It seemed nothing could be hidden from him. Though fearful, she remained silent and turned away.

This was a homing pigeon specially trained by the Zhong family of Taoyuan; even when caught in the misty array outside Taoyuan Valley, it would never lose its way.

Therefore, he intended to cut off He Meijuan’s hopes, preventing her from expecting to gain wealth effortlessly by treating him as the family’s cash cow.

The matters she wished to investigate remained unclear, and attacking Xiao Ye here would make it difficult for her to withdraw. Chu Lingzhao narrowed his eyes and sheathed his short dagger.

Though punishing scoundrels through the Book of Life and Death was a covert method, people had still taken notice of this righteous avenger, polarizing public opinion online.

Yet on the vast wilderness, Liu Jun’s cavalry dashed like the wind; he feared that before he could board the ship, the iron cavalry would catch up to him.

Watching Huiwen slowly enter the conference room, my heart felt hollowed out, and I lacked the courage to wait any longer.

She wore a qipao that accentuated her graceful figure, her long hair glossy and black. Though not the sort to shame the moon or flowers, she was nonetheless a rare beauty.

Early that morning, Wang Hongmin had offered to drive Liu Mang to the Civic Sports Hall, but Liu Mang declined.

A single drifting demon could be handled with proper coordination, but when demons appeared in great numbers, substantial sacrifices were inevitable.

The Supreme and the two Western Saints wore grave expressions; in their recent confrontation, the three saints had failed to gain even the slightest advantage.

Just as the mole was frustrated, preparing to buy time with his life for these ten minutes, the sound of falling stones echoed. At the breach stood a man covered in dust, standing proudly.

He was a young man dressed in white robes, his skin pale and smooth, eyes jet black, and his sword-like eyebrows radiated a sharp, piercing aura.

Aslan produced a sealed crystal orb, absorbing the lingering resentments in the sky. Others followed suit, and within seconds, the entire space was cleansed of all grudges.

“How did you follow me here?” Mu Ruoxi looked up in surprise at Gu Jingchen standing before her.

Every time he saw this boss, a slight suffocation gripped him. The formidable aura radiating from this new employer was overwhelming. The young man swore that even the most powerful count he had met never possessed such an elegant demeanor and commanding presence.

Then, a dense cloud of black smoke erupted from the octopus’s mouth, accompanied by a terrifying infrasound attack, forcing Aslan and the others to retreat quickly.

Colonel Luo was at a loss for words. Soon after, Zou Xiangkun arrived and glanced toward Jin Lei, who was still deep in thought, seemingly calculating something seriously.

Wan Yan felt indifferent; no matter what others said behind their backs, she could not stop it. But seeing the foolish Aya’s eyes redden, she gently tapped Aya’s forehead.

In the Second World, atop a lofty mountain, an old man sat by a lake with eyes closed, fishing. Around him were a dozen identical elders engaged in meditation, chess, and tea-making, enjoying carefree tranquility.

But such matters grew increasingly confusing the more they were discussed, only worsening the situation. He had no choice but to end the topic.

Within the Four Seas Cavern Heaven, at the Eastern Sea Palace, a man with hair trailing to the ground manipulated pure water spirit energy, shaping it alternately into a sharp sword and a massive blade. He moved his fingers, and the water energy dissipated, leaving a jade token floating silently in the air.

Just then, the Nine-Dragon Coffin, which had been watching nearby, suddenly crashed into the intersection of blades and bamboo.

Sang Luo lightly flicked Feng Yuan’s forehead with a smile: “Don’t worry, how could I be that foolish?” Feng Yuan touched his forehead, feeling the lingering warmth, and chuckled softly.

When the moon and Grey Snake “commandeered” a wealthy man’s car by the street and sped toward Jinshi Hotel, a distant loud explosion echoed from the sky.

All cultivators were separated from the great tree by a hundred-mile void distance. This stretch was not far and appeared completely calm.

I knew Tigerzi’s character; if he said he could do it, then he definitely could. So I stopped paying attention to that thief’s cave and sought another approach.

At the gate of the Japanese-style mansion, a young man who had just re-dyed his black hair into multicolors impatiently stomped out the cigarette butt in his hand, sparks flickering before fading to ash.

Upon learning she was still alive, Zhao Lu breathed a sigh of relief. Though he despised his marriage, she was an innocent fool who understood nothing. If she were to die, he would feel some guilt.

In fact, for many years among the people, numerous methods existed for handling strange phenomena. Most rural “yin-yang masters” relied on these techniques to exorcise ghosts.

Evil spirits and monsters were the essence of mountains and rivers. Given that humanity now depended on the heavens for survival, relying on nature for sustenance was most fitting.

Hot water had already been brought into the bathing room. Zhao Ming thoughtfully added gardenia petals to the large wooden tub. Steam rose gently, carrying the gardenia’s fragrance and masking the bloodstains on Zhao Lu’s body.

“Everything’s been arranged for you; you start work today,” Manager Liu said, either forgetting or not caring, as he did not request Li Zhiyuan’s ID.

After Xue Muqing calmed down, Jiang Nan shared his plan with her.

After a few seconds of thought, he said gravely, “So, if we want to cancel the engagement, now might be the time to approach Elder Xue.”

Tang Ye reached out, embracing the princess’s shoulders, pulling her close. The princess was initially uneasy, but after suppressing her awkwardness, she leaned into Tang Ye. Gradually she adapted, feeling a profound warmth. Although her heart raced wildly, an indescribable bliss filled her—could this be love?

Lin Ran led Jiang Nan and Li Hao on a winding path, finally arriving at a remote corner of the slums.