Chapter Four: What If Failure Comes Again?

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Lin Sile supported an elderly man in his sixties as he slowly stepped into the room. Lin Wei hurried forward to assist as well. After much effort, she finally managed to connect to Fu Sinian’s call. Biting her lip, she awaited the final verdict. The clock on the wall ticked steadily, and at precisely noon, it emitted a sharp chime. Su Bei stared at the clock for a long moment before turning around. Yet Lin Wei showed no reaction, her gaze seemingly unfocused.

“Just cut off your hands and feet, right?” The director snapped irritably on the phone. He wasn’t annoyed to death, but she was certainly driving him crazy.

Amidst his surprise, Lin Xiu suddenly thought of Biji beside him, sensing her frail aura. His excitement finally settled a little.

A headache began to form—smart children had their drawbacks. Sometimes, you couldn’t even brush them off casually.

As if sensing his displeasure, she lowered her head guiltily. She couldn’t explain to him that the person who helped her wasn’t Madam Wang but… Xuanyuan Haotian.

“Alright then, since it’s you, do I even need to spend time interviewing you? When can you start work?” Gu Le glanced at his wristwatch with a hint of urgency, his handsome and spirited face showing some impatience.

The moment Mu Dongxue spoke, all eyes turned to Lu Xun. This was easily the biggest gossip of the year at the Huaxia Martial Arts Academy—completely unbelievable. Lu Xun usually said very little; could it be that he had a secret preference?

Xiao Zhang sneered coldly and sat beside the sofa, showing no intention to immediately take Xiao Changfeng and Lu Xiong away.

The Grand Princess’s cold voice rang out, causing Liang An’s heart to tremble. After taking a few deep breaths, she asked, “Grand Princess, we could have hidden our identities when meeting Xuanwu. Why be so blatant instead?”

Her gaze swept over to see Rong Qirui awkwardly clamping his mouth shut. She was aware of that incident and had panicked briefly back then. Yet, who would have thought that three million could solve everything so easily?

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Fan Yu’s lips curved into a faint smile, but Jie Yun said nothing further—whether lost in thought or at a loss for words, no one knew.

Liu Fen and Meng Wuming—what were their true intentions? She could only guess. From what she understood, those two didn’t care about anything that didn’t threaten the people they cared about, so they might not be reliable in critical moments.

The ancestral temple was in ruins, the deity statues missing half their heads, cobwebs filling the corners. The altar, once draped in yellow cloth, now stood empty, clearly neglected for a long time.

“Do you think this is the world inside the pendant?” Xing Yue looked shocked as she gazed at Qiang Bao’s figure.

But now, he was confident that with the one-and-a-half-meter-long sword light in his hand, he could cut through all these defensive barriers in a single stroke.

Having grown stronger, the group’s journey was marked by killing enemies and beasts alike, their rankings on the martial leaderboard soaring.

Not far from Liyang City, two figures hovered in midair, gazing down at the sprawling metropolis.

“What kind of mechanism is this switch?” Sun Chuanshi from the Science Department scratched his head. The question posed at the end of the video was one they hadn’t considered before, not even when laying telegraph wires.

Xu Haoguang’s awakening of the Divine Realm gradually unveiled its mysterious veil: a vast wasteland cleft by a deep fissure that seemed bottomless, surrounded by a faint purple glow.

Lin Fan overheard the whispered conversations of those people and felt a strong displeasure toward the inexplicable young master Ling who had sought him out. At the same time, he roughly understood why.

She pretended to choke Mu Wan’s neck, but only Mu Wan knew she didn’t want to kill her, as her grip wasn’t forceful.

The Blazing Fire Bull and the Crimson Flame Sparrow were stunned—this was something they had never anticipated or considered could happen.

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Zhang Fan did not reply further; he knew this was enough. Continuing might reveal more than intended.

However, when Lin Fan greeted him first, Zhang Zhen’s complex emotions vanished instantly, and he stepped forward proactively.

The Feng sisters had sent over the battleship and supplies for him a month ago. What he was currently using was that mechanical race’s top-tier cosmic battleship.

Zhi Yi was remarkable; the aunt who took care of her closely ranked only behind Xu Zeyun in terms of intimacy in her heart.

Second Brother Mu Qian was used to his sister’s usual antics, casting a helpless glance at Mu Yanli and Mu Ciyu.

The instigator, Wang Xiu, had no idea that his casual remark about “competing for second place” would be so misunderstood.

Lin Anxin wept like rain, staring at An Ran’s cold and ruthless face, asking word by word. In an instant, all her illusions shattered into bubbles, leaving her heart broken and struggling to breathe.

Tang Long’s cold gaze swept over the tall man’s face. “You three go together, so I don’t have to bother,” Tang Long said without hesitation.

Lin Ran looked at Tang Xin with some caution; he had come to believe that this legitimate short-legged loli was probably a child of fortune or some similar being.

The sky darkened with arrows, like a swarm of locusts. These arrows would be deadly to ordinary people, but against sword cultivators channeling their power, the effect was minimal. At most, they would only graze their bodies.

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