Volume 1, Chapter 36: The Arrest

"He is far too bold, daring to execute the Emperor’s brother-in-law!" Although Xiao Aoyu detested the wicked nobleman, she had to admit that Lin Che was acting with reckless impulsivity, disregarding the consequences. "Even if he were guilty, he should have been arrested and executed according to proper legal procedure."

"Hmph, he is surely finished this time!" Huo Wangzhi sneered. Killing a man without trial, especially the Emperor’s own brother-in-law, was no minor offense. As a mere envoy, such an act—one even the Emperor would hesitate to commit—begged the question: where did he find the audacity?

At that moment, Lin Che emerged from the manor. Seeing him, Huo Wangzhi feigned indignation, walked over, and demanded, "Your Majesty, how could you act in such a manner..."

From the first floor to the second, Nie Zhuoge stepped into the hall, introducing my biology teacher to Huo Jidu’s parents. This result was within his expectations; what truly shocked him was the assessment provided by Qiu Daoji—the weight of such praise was simply too great. The room was deathly silent. Yang Lingxing remained speechless, and Nie Yun, without retrieving her clothes, pulled her against his chest and lifted her up.

After being force-fed chili water, Jiang Guangguang’s entire face was flushed a deep red. It was a stark contrast to her usual pallor, lending her an unexpected, vibrant allure.

"What's done is done; we have come too far to turn back. Let’s move," Zhan Tian said calmly to Aisha before taking the lead. With Aisha in the middle and Heita bringing up the rear, the three maintained their formation. Three great golden birds burst forth from the sand phoenix, wings beating as they dove toward Zhan Tian, their piercing cries echoing through the high heavens.

Zuo Meng and Jiang Zhe were acquaintances. One day, when she came to his house for dinner and saw Jiang Yu, she did so with a hint of deliberate intent—having done it once, a second time followed.

Ye Qing did not answer, merely watching her. Seeing his silence, Dao Baifeng did not press the matter. Bai Xue felt a warm, soothing energy flowing from Ye Qing’s hand and, without realizing it, closed her eyes to savor the sensation.

"Boss, just watch me," Lin Feng said, beaming; he had been waiting for those words.

"Dad, my attitude has been sincere, but Song Qinbei won't even look at me, and he has rejected our collaboration."

***

Ultimately, amidst the enthusiastic cheers of the audience and the host’s awkward, stuttering lines, Zhang Yifeng returned to the lounge.

We returned to the inn. Dawn had broken, and the old city was waking up. Many tourists strolled along the river, snapping photos while the crowds were thin; this was the old city at its most charming. Meanwhile, the Divine Servant was finishing his inspection of the second corpse and was now crouching over the third, rummaging for a spirit ring.

My heart rose to my throat as I heard the *clack-clack-clack* of flint striking from Master Liu’s direction, yet no flame appeared.

The ink-black octopus stood seven or eight meters tall, its tentacles as thick as tree trunks. Its eight limbs lashed out like blades and spears, striking the ground in a relentless barrage.

Graife’s words caused Su Li to reveal a look of surprise—did she possess her memories, or was it something else? Her parents had sold her to a stranger for money, treating her as a stepping stone and ruining her life.

Yu Xinyao vomited in the bathroom for a long time, only for Zhong Wanjing to approach with a bowl of chicken soup, intent on feeding her. Yet, the veins on these golden leaves looked remarkably like the bloodlines of gifted prodigies.

She admitted to herself that she had downloaded the app after his confession that night, but she would never admit it to his face.

On the side of Sunset City, the experts from the Underworld Demon Ridge at the forefront immediately issued orders, as the fog ahead was filled with an increasing number of ghastly white bones.

Hearing Jiang Yunyao’s lack of refusal, Yun Manduo cast a triumphant glance at Qing He and led the way. Decisions are the hardest to make, but once made, it is as if all things are settled, leaving one feeling serene and at peace.

Ye Lingxi hoped he would live a good life in this incarnation, free from the schemes and greed of his previous one. She had already given him a good start; all he had to do was walk the path of an honest man.

The black bear endured the sharp pain in its foot, staring at the composed, breeze-like middle-aged man, feeling immense pressure. That afternoon, a faint, flickering phantom appeared above Purple Cloud Palace, immediately drawing notice.

***

She could no longer hear. I pressed down on her uncontrollably bleeding hand and carried her out of the bathtub, dragging her onto the floor. I saw the blood flowing from her wrist like tap water and, with great difficulty, gripped the phone I had tossed aside to dial the hospital.

The old man slowly braced himself up and walked out of the courtyard, Lin'er following silently in his wake.

There would certainly be a trip to the vegetable market later, and that was surely the work of Huang Lei and He Jiong; the remaining tasks would fall to Qin Hao and Peng Peng.

"You didn't know? Half of Birmingham is destroyed. The Scarlet Count intervened—I don't know why—but fortunately, we weren't caught in the wake, or you wouldn't be seeing me now," Nancy said, lingering in fear.

Seeing Yin Feng and Luo Yu’s reaction, Star Tiger and Star Leopard knew their opponents were no ordinary adversaries. Any enemy capable of besting Yin Feng and Luo Yu was certainly not someone they could easily handle.

With a roar like a wild bull, the Bull Ghost pounded its chest, unleashing a powerful aura of spectral energy. A chilling wind howled, as if the true essence of a savage bull-ghost had descended.

Suddenly, a massive sound erupted in the distance, shaking the earth and causing rocks to crumble and trees to be snapped in two. A giant yellow python lunged out, its bloody maw wide open as it bit toward Jiang Huairen.

Just then, the poison from the "Purple Blood Soul-Dissolving Needle" shot by the Ghost General Purple Lion struck the Ginseng Child, destroying its fragile, nascent soul and causing the power of the "Immortal Branch Nectar" within it to scatter.

Zhang Tian and the others watched the Angel's Sword from afar. The distance was too great for Polio and his men to see clearly, but Zhang Tian’s vision was far superior to that of an ordinary human, his body having been enhanced when he first arrived in this world.

The internet was never quiet. In the live stream, the chat had not stopped scrolling since Qin Hao made his first bid, with thousands of messages flying past every second.

Bu Jiale stared at Yu Dagang with a sinister gaze, his voice low: "Brother Yu, Cheng Yakun is dead. What are your thoughts?"

Seeing this, Shan Liang knew the illusion array—or the illusion itself—had been broken. Though he still did not know how it had been dispelled, after testing his surroundings, he knew for certain that they had returned to reality and regained control of their bodies.