Chapter 34

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The wooden floor of the corridor was covered in dust, except for one particular plank that had noticeably less dust than the others. When a deity statue remains unserved for a long time, the spirit would descend from it, so people usually cover the base of the statue with a red cloth. Su Ying could sense Thomas’s teasing, and her smile faded slightly. She instinctively glanced at the man beside her. Though his face was expressionless, the close proximity still allowed her to feel the faint pressure emanating from him. The street trees gently swayed in the morning breeze, and the winter sun, already high in the sky, shone directly with a soft, gentle light. Although this task was easy for her, having put in effort, she naturally hoped Sang Zhi would remember her kindness. Qin Ran had been carefully observing all along. Whenever he saw Daoist Xuan with even the slightest hint of prior knowledge, he would make a judgment. But after watching for so long, he found no clues, which made him doubt the accuracy of his suspicions. That mediocre charlatan, Shen Xiaxia, had already tested her patience for a long time; now she had even reached the point of recklessly taking lives. Bai Zhi and Gao Mingzhong were servants who would not speak out, but inwardly they held deep contempt. Although Sang Zhi said otherwise, she knew in her heart that even if her distant cousin couldn’t guess her intention, her cunning elder brother would figure it out instantly. When he woke again, it was the next morning. After changing into travel clothes and tidying his hair simply, he finally stepped outside. She pressed her fist lightly against her nose, thinking that Jiang Zheng must have looked down on this man and rejected him. “I’m going to Beicheng for a while next week,” Qiao Chen interrupted her before she could finish speaking. Sunlight streamed through the window, enchanting and captivating. Even a man like him was nearly bewitched by Si Qinian’s gaze. Those who had once come to Jing Mountain were one thing, but those who had not had their faces turn pale with fright, swallowing their thoughts in silence.

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He wanted to break the deadlock, but it was difficult because doing so would mean admitting his own weakness. Charging in so aggressively only to be slapped down moments later was a cruel reality. Tang Wannian’s heart stirred when Ji Lingzhuo asked so; no matter how much she resented or blamed him, hearing those words brought an indescribable ache. As the current pinnacle warrior of the human race, the elder had ample reasons not to let Changmei suffer too greatly. She had intended to pack up and leave, but now there was no way. Seeing Jiang Yuanyuan’s uncertain fate, how could she simply walk away? And what was going on with that nanny? Spouting nonsense openly? What was her purpose? Did she know Jiang Yuanyuan was Ji Lingzhuo’s person and want to make him hold a grudge against her? After she cried herself weary, he waved his hand and had the bodyguards take Xie An away. Xie An was dragged out like a puppet, and the whole scene made Shen Qingyin shiver all over. “It was I who extinguished it,” Mu Yuchen said, not wanting to trouble Wuhua Tian and the Six Iron Hearts, and took the initiative to confess. Seeing any herbs, he wanted to gather them all. His divine ring was already activated. Though its level was insufficient to wield the pitchfork or peek at the letter Tianpeng wrote to Chang’e, the ring nonetheless provided ample space, and nothing placed inside would spoil. A mentor is a mentor, meant to nurture disciples. Taking only one disciple in decades — can you still say that? Moreover, there were so many estates and shops left by the Eastern Mansion. Selling just a few would suffice for the household expenses. Why then had Gu Mingzhu not proposed selling them but instead pawned her own fabrics, stirring gossip in Chang’an’s noble families and ruining the Gu family’s reputation? Shaking his head speechlessly, Lu Yu took a deep breath, put aside his thoughts, and without further ado sent a message to the King of Hell: “Look carefully at the message I sent you. I urgently need your help.” A deafening roar! Endless scorching flames erupted from his body, spreading in all directions, causing the surrounding temperature to soar by hundreds of degrees. Then, he crushed the talisman; an unparalleled spatial force emerged, and a spatial tunnel appeared behind him. Mu Yuchen’s eyes gleamed with divine light, chaotic energy instantly spreading over his body. His muscles bulged as he raised his right hand and swung the chaotic hammer fiercely. Lu Zhishen, commander of the Tianxiong garrison, wielded his iron Zen staff, first setting up more than a dozen lever catapults, hurling mud bombs at the city tower. Seeing the retreat on the wall, Lu Zhishen ordered the patrol battalion to swarm the city like ants.

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Ge Yueying initially ignored Ye Kong and instead stepped in front of him, looking at Guo Da. At this moment, Ge Yueying had lost her usual pride and looked like a child who had done something wrong. Zhang Shaozhu stood up as he spoke, shaking the phone displaying the photo at Ye Kong under the sunlight. The uneasy Jin Xuejun rose and went to the kitchen, where he found a scene both amusing and exasperating: brother Shengzhu and brother Long were working, while Zaizhuo and brother Ma Jun watched. There were even some onlookers. Finally, the old man finished watering the entire vegetable patch, put down the shoulder pole, stretched his muscles, lit a cigarette, and sat in the vegetable field, exhaling clouds of smoke. “Once you become my employee, you will naturally understand!” Zhao Hao smiled warmly at Boros and spoke softly. As Zhao Hao moved his hands, the power of yin and yang condensed into strands of thread that connected Tuoshan Susu to the Taiji yin-yang diagram above. “In your dreams!” Xingtian roared, his face twisted and savage, veins bulging on his forehead and neck. When Park Chun’s gaze met his, sensing something, she hid the corn behind her back, revealing a shy smile, as if caught sneaking a treat. Yet Yun Niang seemed not to hear his words, silently focusing on steering her boat. Zhao Hao selected twenty auction items from a special area—neither too many nor too few. These goods were not visible in the trading zone, highlighting their rarity.