Chapter 30: Go Ahead and Make a Mess of Things

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Old Master Gu shot him a sidelong glance. “Use your own judgment.”

As expected, Fu Luoning fell ill after being pulled from the water.

After dinner, she even drank a cup of ginger tea to ward off the cold, but during the night she developed a high fever.

Her body felt terrible, yet she slept unusually deeply and dreamed of that accident.

It had happened in the third year after she returned to the Fu family, when she was eighteen.

Behind the Fu family villa was a swimming pool, and beside it stretched a broad expanse of green lawn.

The Peerless Yin-Yang Method was undoubtedly a divine-level cultivation technique. Otherwise, how could something as absurd as crossing through time and space possibly have succeeded? Yet only those who reached the level of the Golden Vortex could truly be called divine-level.

That glass tube had been delivered by a mysterious person after Stone died the previous night. The man claimed he had come to bring Stone medicine, and the crystal glass tube was that “medicine.”

Faced with Wan Qiang’s furious strike, Li Tian merely threw a punch at his leisure. His manner was so casual and unconcerned that he clearly did not take Wan Qiang seriously at all.

Yang Lin was utterly speechless. Were those really the words of a human being? If any one of them was already no weaker than him, then if all four attacked him together, wouldn’t he be certain to die?

“Old monk! That’s enough!” Chen Lanruo and Han Youchuan stopped at the same time and shouted at the old monk.

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“Yes. I am your father.” The middle-aged man answered with a smile. When he smiled, the chill about him seemed to melt into a refreshing coolness, as though it were no longer late autumn but midsummer. A touch of coolness in the height of summer could make anyone feel wonderfully at ease.

It was only that, in a certain sense, those demon clansmen who had awakened their talents were remarkably similar to the cultivators of the cultivation world.

Ye Congwei guessed that even if those people happened upon the pursuit, they probably would not meddle in other people’s affairs.

At a time like this, they were actually still staging a grand drama of parting between life and death. What Yang Lin had never expected was that he himself would be one of the protagonists.

The night deepened and the mountain wind howled. Liu Ming’s ears twitched as he stared coldly into the depths of the woods and sat up.

With his current status, if he were ever to return to Pucheng, he would certainly make everyone in the family look at him with new respect.

She had not handed in any homework today at all. That sort of thing had never existed in her life.

Guan Ju’er desperately wanted to stop her, but her mouth was full of toothpaste foam and she could not speak. Her mother had also pinned down the cup, refusing to let her use it, so all she could do was obediently continue brushing her teeth.

“But you are in my heart. You will only ever be a lovely little sister.” After a pause, he smiled shyly. “Although, I suppose I am the one reaching above my station.”

Song Ke, Zhao Zihan, Zhang Yuchu, and the others all raised their glasses. They looked quite cheerful, but the atmosphere was clearly not what it seemed, carrying an unmistakable awkwardness and suffocation.

With a bang, the main door was kicked open, and Yin Qingyu instinctively leaped to one side.

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Even by the final self-study period before school ended, Xiao Shun had still not returned to the classroom. Curious glances were cast from time to time toward the seat he had left empty for most of the afternoon, including by Ling Xiquan.

Wang Xuanyi, his actual grandson, appeared remarkably composed. Ever since learning the news, he had simply sat dazed in his chair, staring blankly ahead without saying a single word.

“Where are you going?” His chin was covered in a faint layer of stubble, and even his usually deep, captivating voice carried a hint of hoarseness, though it did nothing to diminish his charm.

Apart from the good friend she had once had long ago in her memories, all that remained was struggle and conflict, along with a mutual understanding that had long since culminated in severing their friendship.

Adjusting the distance: a single step could span the ends of the earth. It looked as though they had run several kilometers, yet the map showed dozens of kilometers, sparing them the tedium of traveling across the map.

Father Gu froze. He had thought Zhou Zhou would offer some advice on transforming the business, but he had never expected him to come up directly with such an utterly unrelated “terrible idea.”

“Put this away.” Li Shaoyang raised the map and returned it to Zhao Min, then gazed out the window without saying another word.

“I was sleeping peacefully, and you woke me up. Surely I’m entitled to collect a little interest, aren’t I?” Bei Hai rolled over and directly pinned Li Weiyi to the bed.

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