Volume 1, Chapter 36: The Spread of Rumors

The next day, Saturday, Xia Xiyin and Zhou Yu'an slept until they woke up naturally.

Zhang Long hovered in mid-air, throwing punches continuously. Golden light erupted from his fists, causing the earth to tremble. Amidst the flying debris and shattered rocks, the ground was pierced through, leaving behind deep, cavernous holes.

She had already said this to Jin Huai once before, but the young master merely raised an eyebrow and scanned his surroundings. His gaze was the living embodiment of "Are you kidding me?" and "I'd have to be insane to believe this room is going to be messy."

Just moments ago, they had both heard the news that the Passion Flower Valley and the Butterfly Spring Palace had been attacked by Blood Scorpions the previous night.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Tie-zhu's parents turned deathly pale. They never imagined that their son would resort to such extreme measures. To have offended Zhao Tie-zhu—the consequences were unthinkable.

Mo Zixuan furrowed his brows slightly, his refined features remaining impassive. He gazed indifferently out the window, offering her nothing but a cold, distant profile.

"No way, he got his chrysanthemum blasted!" Upon witnessing the collision in the sky, Xu Zixiong was stunned into silence. He immediately began to circulate the meager amount of Five Elements True Energy within him, desperately trying to command his own giant chrysanthemum to launch a counterattack.

In an instant, four plates of meat, four plates of vegetables, and two bottles of Erguotou were laid out on the table. The owner was exceptionally hospitable, even throwing in peanuts and shredded tofu as appetizers for the drinks.

Ikki was personally mentored by Musashi, so he would never betray Meruem. Since Shiryu was trained by Dohko, who had already confirmed Athena’s identity, Shiryu’s knowledge was second only to Ikki’s.

Qi Lin kept signaling Song Lin, who was in the middle of his report. Unfortunately, the rain interfered, and Song Lin failed to grasp Qi Lin’s intentions, finishing his report with rigid, matter-of-fact precision.

The soul mark on the lower left side of his abdomen remained sealed under a layer of solid ice. It was a sliver of hope that Teria had fought for at the very last second; had she not sealed his soul power completely, she would likely be a cold corpse by now.

Xiong Hengsheng, who was exerting all his might to circulate his True Energy in a desperate attempt to intimidate Wang Yuetian with his murderous aura, felt his heart skip a beat when he saw that Wang Yuetian was not only unfazed but had actually broken into a strange, eerie smile.

To him, the person in his arms was perhaps a light of salvation—one that had to remain eternal and unextinguished for him to slowly emerge from the darkness and find happiness.

She prepared to put on the persona of a doting mother, intending to speak as little as possible. She would drop off the fruit, offer a few words of comfort, and leave; she could not afford to reveal any flaws in her composure. This matter could not be rushed. If Xiao Hun were to become suspicious, everything that followed would be far more difficult to handle.

She would never forget the cold expression on her mother’s face as she lay dying all those years ago. Even though she had been naive back then, that heart-wrenching feeling had remained an indelible nightmare for all these years.

To celebrate Tan Xingyun’s discharge from the hospital, it was not until the third evening that the head of the family, Rong Shengyuan, gathered everyone in the Rong household for dinner in the dining hall.

The sixteen demon soldiers and generals that descended from the blood-colored mist were grotesque: some had the form of tigers but possessed human faces with boar-like tusks; others had tails like round fans and eyes the size of basins; still others appeared like oxen with a pair of horns, walking on two hooves while brandishing sharp claws on their hands.

Lianyan tilted her head to look out the window. Outside the Jianjia Palace lay a lotus pond; it hadn't been there when she arrived, but somehow, someone had dug it out for her later on.