58. The Child (Second Update)

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This time, she planned that once her limbs recovered, she would attempt to leave directly, relying on the measures she had previously arranged within the estate to surely restrain that damned foreigner. The man had tried countless methods but failed to improve his wife's condition; instead, it worsened steadily, becoming untenable. Finally, when Woody recounted how the man who returned home, in his quest for redemption, had sold his soul to the devil to gain power to save his gravely ill wife—

It was like the difference between negotiating at five points and at fifty points; the former could at most soothe teammates after battle and offer comfort. The fate of Anran’s cousin had been completely altered. Reflecting on the honors his cousin had earned in that past life, Zhou Zhi couldn’t help but feel a twinge of melancholy.

At this moment, Sheng Jiang was difficult to pacify; just moments ago, she seemed calmed, but now, upon seeing chicken wings, she remembered again and needed to be coaxed once more.

Inside the coffin was blood to the brim; when it encountered fire, it burst open completely, emitting an even fiercer roar of flames.

At the tip of the wand was embedded a dragon tooth, tightly bound with heated dragon sinew, then cooled with ice to contract the sinew even more securely.

Everyone understood Sandu Tian’s feelings; they all lamented Zhao Ruozhi’s death. Sandu Tian blamed himself profoundly, never imagining that the earlier attempt to block the badgers would lose control, as those badgers had circumvented from another direction.

Before the two began fighting, Zhou Yueyue still anxiously reminded Jiang Xiaofeng to go easy.

Unexpectedly, Wu Zijian, wearing a white collared T-shirt with a rough vertical cut, short and narrow, resembling a laborer’s garment, clearly indicating a humble, impoverished background, interrupted and embarrassed the young man in blue publicly. How could he not be infuriated and humiliated?

Chang Fei reluctantly opened his eyes; just an arm’s length away was a neat wall.

Casually mixing a jar of pale blue sauce, Su Yuan accelerated time upon it. For such an inanimate object with minimal energy and no spiritual power, within a mere minute of Su Yuan’s full exertion, it could be accelerated to a state a hundred years into the future.

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Hungry Wu Zijian and his disciples, upon returning to Qingfeng Town, headed straight to Fish Joy Restaurant to fill their stomachs.

Yun Feiyang’s mind was entirely on the arena, so he casually asked a question aimed at hurrying towards the northern part of the city.

It gave Fang He a beastly impression, like a fierce wild animal; Fang He sensed something unusual within it.

This was also why the Scatterer Tribe was so lively, with a continuous stream of people arriving daily from elsewhere.

However, when it came to fighting and killing, he was far from proficient. He said wielding a gun to drill through the forest was too low-level; he was an eagle of the sky who could destroy everything without touching the ground. In the end, we beat him up badly, and he behaved himself thereafter.

Lin Xiu saw this scene and immediately shifted his focus. Before he could react, a large fist slammed down toward his head.

Yun Feiyang drew his gun, transforming into a dazzling war god, engaging fiercely in combat.

These were black metal-framed glasses with lenses about 5 to 6 millimeters thick, featuring a full-wrap design. The right lens’s upper right corner housed a miniature camera.

Soon after, Sakuya returned, bringing a full set of tea snacks along with an apology.

This journey was fraught with great risk but yielded commensurate gains. However, with this mishap, if their movements were exposed, it would be like jumping into the Yellow River and never washing clean—though, admittedly, this world lacked a Yellow River.

Nevertheless, since Ning Zhiyuan had initiated the request, no matter how thick-skinned he was, he still felt a bit embarrassed.

At this point, the two Old Zhangs were basically at their limit. If it weren’t for the deep-rooted problems in Jiangnan amidst internal and external turmoil, other than Zhu Rou Ping, no one else could handle it. The two Old Zhangs also wanted to sideline Gao Fangping for three years, giving him time to cool off and straighten out his thoughts.

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But this waiting time couldn’t be too long, as the other party surely had countermeasures for them staying inside the car without stepping out.

Through a transparent wall, watching one’s companion being killed with blood splattering—that kind of pain was unbearable.

“Reason?” Zhang Heng’s expression was neither sorrowful nor joyful. He did not grow angry at Baron Teslac’s rebuttal, nor did he brood anxiously. Instead, a profound calmness prevailed, making it impossible for Baron Teslac to grasp Zhang Heng’s character.

Since Zhang Heng, the principal figure, and Luo Jincheng had spoken, all the assistants remained silent.

Qidan and Babul left Qin Yang’s office, and Qin Yang leaned back in his chair, lost in thought.

Qiao understood Ling Tai’s worries. With his experience, he knew the reasoning well. After explaining to Ling Tai, he began to use the partially restored power of his divine consciousness to search for the perfect form of the spiritual herb that Jun Yan had once obtained.

Helping Jun Yan to his feet, Zhuo Qinglian assisted him to the already lowered figure of Elder Han Xingxue, the snowy falcon. Both appeared unusually joyful.

Ji Lingsheng was being pulled by Xue Yu’s sleeve but still refused to rise, shaking his head like a street rogue saying, “No one dares disturb my sweet dreams in the Ji Mansion. You girls would be whipped in a wealthy household. Only because I’m kind do I not hold it against you.”

Though he also very much wanted to subdue Liao Hua—after all, he had come to know Liao Hua’s abilities over these days—subduing Liao Hua would not simply add one more general.

Ji Lingsheng sat on the cliff’s edge atop the mountain; the cold wind in the deep night stirred his restless mind. The words of that enigmatic peer unsettled him deeply. The life of muddled confusion he had planned suddenly seemed uncertain, his future precariously teetering.