Volume One, Chapter 48: Father, Save Me

The setting sun slowly slipped below the horizon, dyeing the river a brilliant crimson.

Servants inside the Meng residence rushed about, hurriedly lighting lanterns, while maidservants filed out carrying basin after basin of murky, dark water.

Beneath the dense and eerie dark water lay Meng Lan’s even gloomier expression.

Anxiously and with a heart full of distress, he looked at Madam Qiao, who was lying on the bed and murmuring incessantly. Feeling completely helpless, he could only vent his anger on a maidservant who had accidentally knocked over a lampstand:

"Clumsy hands and feet! How on earth were you even assigned to work in the Huaicui Garden?!"

Meng Lan glared sharply, prompting the head steward to immediately plead for forgiveness, until the steward noticed Meng Lan let out a heavy sigh of exasperation: "Send this maid away."

The Meng residence, already in complete disarray, was now thrown into even greater turmoil due to Madam Qiao's sudden collapse...

She could never have imagined that Tang Su, who usually appeared so delicate and frail, could possess such a violent side.

On the table lay a mobile phone data cable, and a black cat was using one of its front paws to play with it to its heart's content.

He had always possessed a photographic memory and clearly remembered that back in Qingxu, there were also two people of strikingly similar appearance.

After Ji Xinlan left, Tang Su sat on the bed for a long time before getting up to put on a dress, taking her silver coins along, and preparing to head out.

"What, does the Senior intend to interfere in the wars of the mortal realm?" Xiao Wendao asked, knowing well that this was a major taboo among cultivators.

Bai Sensen smacked his lips. Although highly displeased at being interrupted from his daydreams, he still consciously walked out of the room and closed the door behind him.

Tang Su pondered inwardly; the relatives mentioned by Chunyu Mingjue must surely refer to her second and third older brothers.

Thinking this, her figure instinctively moved a bit closer, while the two of them continued raising their wine cups as if no one else was around.

Yet, in a sense, Liang Junfeng's thorough preparations only served to provoke Fu Andong's madness. At that moment, Fu Andong was frantically commanding his subordinates to dispatch troops from the city center to this location, demanding that Li Wu and Wu Li arrive immediately.

He merely glanced at her, his pupils as dazzling as the stars drawing her deep into their abyss, while a soft sigh brushed against her ear, sounding like a lover's whisper or perhaps a potent love potion, intoxicating and soul-captivating.

Lastly, he also intended to trade with other masters of the cosmic trading system during this gathering. If he displayed too much murderous intent, it might prove detrimental to subsequent transactions.

Dammit, if I ever manage to get back, I'll definitely wipe out the He family, Ye Yingfan thought bitterly in his heart.

That Yun Zhengtian possessed strength and methods sufficient to kill a demigod patriarch. Back in the Snow Ridge of the Earth Divine Realm, he had relied solely on an imperial-grade divine artifact to make a name for himself in a single battle, causing even the entire Ice Clan to harbor some dread toward this youth.

Although someone rather preferred to use his fists to talk and was hardly a high-intellect figure, he was not a fool either. Having regained his wits by now, if he still couldn't spot the shady dealings between the Corpse Emperor and the old monk, it could only be said he had wasted all his time drifting through these various planes.

The crowd waited for a long time without witnessing any abnormal occurrences. The night outside was dead silent, devoid of the slightest sound.

He wasn't surprised that the mysterious powerhouse knew his name, but... to actually summon him to go over there?

Hah, let alone plundering the mortal realm, even the Ten Great Sects of Great Jin were not forces Song You could easily provoke.

Everyone's expressions changed instantly; they never expected the young man before them to be capable of such fierce combat?!

At noon the next day, Long Teng led his forces to the borders of Sabuk, and the patrolling sentries had long since flown to report to Lu Ling. Lu Ling and Bo Chao personally welcomed Long Teng into the Sabuk palace. Hearing Long Teng recount the events since their parting, the generals broke out in cold sweat just listening.

Yan Hui finally completed her task and let out a long sigh of relief—what a comical pair of spouses they were.

She felt that even for an idol interacting with a fan, Sheng Xihua was treating her far too well, almost making her feel flattered beyond measure.

Qu Leili couldn't help but recall the earliest days with Shanshan, when she always insisted on lighting a kerosene lamp, claiming she was afraid of the dark—though in reality, she just wanted to fool him with her supernatural abilities.

Well, in a world overrun by such dangerous species, ordinary people didn't even qualify to be cannon fodder; only those possessing formidable might or biology modified by mad scientists earned the right to serve as cannon fodder.

Right now, he still had some wealth, but once the Chang'an branch of the Hanyin Hall was established, it would consume countless financial resources. Relying solely on the income and expenses of the Luoyang Hanyin Hall was already becoming somewhat inadequate.

"Hehe, let me tell you, ordinary people can't see the things hovering above me," Zhang Chulan said with a smile.

Chu Feng turned slightly, gazed at the Gomorrah on the ground, and suddenly flashed forward, dropping into the giant pit to grab the creature by its tail.

"They say those who touch vermilion turn red and those who touch ink turn black. Having stayed by the Alliance Leader and the elders' side for so long, it would be inexcusable if I didn't pick up a bit of cleverness," Jiang Yuan said with a smile.

Lan Xin's stern gaze compelled Chu Feng to subconsciously recite the foundational swordplay manual of her family's clan, Canteria.

To put it politely, he was swept out of the Condor Trilogy world; to put it bluntly, he was kicked out.

Pang Shouyun sighed in a coquettish tone, rummaged through a stack of cash inside her designer handbag, and then pulled out a compact mirror, applying makeup as she walked forward.

Yet at a time like this, how could anyone manage to sleep? They were all stationed atop the city walls, gazing into the distance, awaiting the return of triumphant news.

At this moment, Yu Si had no idea what kind of force was driving this phenomenon. He was certain that many cultivators, even mighty beings of supreme cultivation, would remain oblivious to the true nature of this occurrence.

Mu Lingyan sat upright on the sofa in the downstairs living room, staring straight ahead as she waited for Mu Lun to call a car for her.

Next, numerous cultivators appeared, recounting similar events and painting one gruesome picture after another.

As a person equipped with ten points of spiritual energy, Su Chen discovered during his review process that his associative and recollective faculties had grown significantly stronger. Whenever he saw a keyword, information he had once forgotten would immediately flood back in fragments.

"Of course chasing away the whales is more important to prevent casualties! What kind of casualties could the invaders possibly inflict?!" Orm immediately signaled his command.

In truth, the male otherworldly being's physical strength was not as great as Su Yuan's, possessing a life energy of only about fifteen crystals, but he was a veteran of countless battles and possessed vast experience.

Instantly, the eternal flames burning upon the Golden Crow's body were extinguished in a flash, and its massive avian form emitted only a faint, lingering glow of fire.

He knew that Yue Qingling and her senior brother held deep affection for one another, to the point where they no longer concealed it from their fellow sect members. According to Qiao Shouxing, as soon as the senior brother's cultivation reached the Dao Foundation stage, he would marry Yue Qingling and they would become a dao-companion couple.

And back then, our deputy bureau director told me that as long as I spent a night with him, the position of deputy section chief would be mine.

Sima Changyuan smiled faintly. He had long anticipated today's situation; originally, finding that person had been a precaution in case the Changle Immortal truly fell into demonic corruption, but he hadn't expected them to serve an even greater purpose now.

Mo Xiaosheng turned his head and glared fiercely at him. If their location were exposed now, all of Mo Xiaosheng's plans would be completely ruined.

"How much further is it from here to the Valley of Death?" Mo Xiaosheng lay on the wooden bed, not looking particularly nervous.