Volume One, Chapter 22: Master, Your Servant Has Found a Home

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Before long, Jiang Ciyun’s phone rang. Judging by his tone, the caller was most likely Yan Jin. If Nangong Li truly harbored suspicions, she would undoubtedly interrogate carefully, and Lou Yun was well aware of his own nature—unable to lie, he would soon reveal everything after a few probing questions.

“Lowly mortal, you are courting death…” Moros roared in uncontrollable fury.

Fortunately, Qiu Ming finally conceived a method—a spell that amplifies Mo Niang’s fear. This could be used against enemies or to train disciples, helping them dispel inner demons.

Leng Yixiu sat quietly beside her, listening. Suddenly, an unprecedented calm and serenity blossomed within him, as if all impurities were cleansed from his body, every pore exuding a gentle, tranquil aura. Truly… this was a voice that purified the soul.

Pain came in relentless waves. At first, Tony managed to endure it, but after some time, his eyelids grew heavier, and an indescribable exhaustion overtook his entire being.

The path along the mountainside was the most arduous. How long had they been climbing? Only when the sun began to set did they finally reach the foot of the mountain. Tianci calculated it had taken about five or six hours. They had spent the entire morning climbing to the summit of the Windward Slope.

Lou Yun said, “There are unfinished matters I must attend to here.” With that, he left the room.

“I see…” After hearing Patch’s explanation, the two and the tiger nodded in sudden understanding; their previous hostility toward Patch turned into a hint of goodwill.

“Because Chen Tianyi is about to compete soon, hehe, I’ve already negotiated the price with the opposing boss.” The middle-aged man’s face brightened with a broad smile at the thought of the tempting sum.

Seeing this, Wang Jiandong and Lin Xinyuan were stunned into silence, while Li Suxin was terrified and rushed over immediately.

“It’s not that we’re acquainted; it’s just that having seen so much of this shadowy world, one develops a certain wariness,” Jiang Yao said absentmindedly.

One by one, demonic genes fused into the Asura armor, filling Snape with the sensation that nothing in the world could surpass this magnificent existence.

With a thunderous crash, the golden light array vanished. The enemy commander lay slain on the ground, one arm reduced to bare bone, and his three dantian shattered by overwhelming force.

Su Tianfang’s expression was icy cold, a stark contrast to Xia Hongxue’s demeanor. First, he returned the salute of the gathered crowd, then responded to Xia Hongxue.

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All along, the bronze-masked man had sought to extract that list from Du Chun’s lips, but Du Chun had never revealed it.

Seeing those familiar faces one by one, Shen Shifang felt immense relief—it was finally over. He had successfully protected the mortal realm.

Wang Mo glanced around. This was a desolate wilderness; where could there be a public restroom? He wanted to suggest she find a secluded spot while he kept watch, but found himself unable to voice it.

Su Tianfang paused noticeably at these words. What debt could there possibly be? He was clearly saving him, acting for his very life’s sake. Why should he carry such a heavy burden?

Unexpectedly, that hairpin became her sole token to remember Yun Yao by. All other belongings related to Yun Yao had been confiscated and destroyed by the Empress Dowager, seemingly determined to sever the sisterly bond between them.

;;;;;;; While chaos raged outside, Liu Shuang and three elders sat drinking tea together. Seated around him were the three great elders of the Brahma clan—Brahma Earth, Brahma Sound, and Brahma Profundity—who had only arrived that morning.

Hua Yue clenched his fists tightly, suddenly standing and leaving with an angry “Take care of Ruyi.”

She was startled when he called her “wife.” Ruyi felt a bit awkward, trying to withdraw her hand, but Hua Yue caught it in his palm.

Ling Luo’s body suddenly stiffened, brows furrowed deeply. From the voice, he knew without turning that it was Lin Zhenghao.

Situ Qianchen’s eyes were calm as water. Before he could reply, the door behind them opened, and Mu Jinghong stepped out of the side chamber, reaching them in two or three strides.

Ling Luo gazed at the murderous sword qi with a full smile, thinking that if Lin Zhenghao learned of this, he would surely regret it bitterly.

“Ha ha, Elder Tu, you make it sound so miraculous. Do you really think the trial grounds will gild me?” Zhang Meng had long known what the trial grounds contained but feigned innocence to amuse Tu Luo.

Mo Mo was speechless. Hastily, he picked up the Ice Demon Bird, which appeared much larger than before; its tail, previously undeveloped, had grown considerably.

That said, while the giant ship’s levitation capability was impressive, it consumed an enormous amount of energy.

“Where’s the applause? Why no applause?” Perseus was displeased at receiving no response.

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“I’m now an exchange student at Yanjing University, so here I am. By the way, why are you here too? I heard you live in Yanjing with your aunt. How have you been?” Liu Ruqing asked with a bright smile.

Ye Fei offered no explanation. He followed his heart, and there was nothing to discuss with someone like Qiao Yu.

In an instant, a blue light soared through the air, arriving swiftly before him.

The panic-stricken cavalrymen who fell from their mounts and the fleeing horses severely weakened the Changsheng Army’s cavalry strength.

Madam Cui looked at the grand gate with a hint of envy in her eyes. If only she could live here.

Thus, the five hundred-meter flying saucers, desperately counterattacking, also rose higher and higher, attempting to break through the atmosphere and escape.

These newcomers blamed the old sailors for their predicament, believing it was their fault they could not return to reality, thus causing a commotion.

Huang Zhenhong wanted to explain, but both noticed footsteps approaching. Han Ruizhuo immediately dodged behind an artificial rock.

Her mother said her wages were high, yet she performed the same work her father had done in life, only much harder. She always felt it was a form of atonement.

Jinxiu carried a clay pot to a fire pit near the cave entrance, placing the filled pot on a stone rack to warm it.

Yao Yue was somewhat worried at the office. Mu Qiong Yue had disappeared; she had tried calling Mu Qiong Yue repeatedly, but the calls went unanswered.