Chapter 24

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“Rise. Is this man your descendant?” Yu Qiufan spoke indifferently. With a sweep of his broad sleeve, he once again conjured the scene previously revealed by Demon Flame. The middle-aged man in the image remained blurry, but Yu Qiufan believed that Chen Suping was capable of seeing through it completely.

Or perhaps the Heavenly Dao had never taken her seriously at all, believing that there was no need for schemes to deal with her; she could simply be eliminated.

Meanwhile, aboard the dragon boat flying toward the Dragon Clan’s settlement in the Weiyang Mountain Range, the old Black Tortoise watched the clouds receding behind them and grinned so broadly that his mouth could hardly close.

To be honest, Zhi Xue did not know how to style hair, especially complicated arrangements like Fire Dance’s. They were beautiful, but cumbersome. She thought a man’s topknot looked quite good enough. Thus, under Purple Shadow’s puzzled gaze, she slowly tied up her hair, revealing her fair neck.

She had loved this man for five whole years. Before her father died, he had entrusted her to him as well. Yet he had not married her. Whenever she repeatedly tried to show him favor, he acted as though he were blind, unable to see any of it.

As for that secret treasure, he simply did not care. If a secret treasure could be used to unify the world, why bother marching to war? And if such a treasure truly existed, why had the ruler of Western Xia ever changed?

Chen Jintong said to herself, “He’s gone. Search everywhere for him. If you can’t find him, report it to the authorities. I have nothing to hide, and I have no habit of attacking people from the shadows.” She stamped her feet angrily, then strode into the house.

Cheng Yiyi raised her eyes and looked over. The courtyard was utterly silent, cold and devoid of even the slightest warmth.

As the fragrant carved folding fan swayed gracefully, it released the light, elegant fragrance of cherry blossoms. Within the Crown Prince’s palace, pearls and seashells adorned the halls, while the soft radiance of lotus-shaped glazed lanterns faintly stained the peacock-feather-embroidered screen. Phoenixes seeking their mate soared through the highest heavens, and an air of splendor and nobility pervaded everything without need of words.

“What advice do you have?” As for Western Xia, she knew nothing about it. She had never even met her maternal grandparents.

Ling Fengyun was exceptionally adept at handling people. After returning last night, he summoned several sect leaders with whom he was acquainted and sold three Essence-Nourishing Pills at a low price through an auction, keeping two for himself.

Two years later, when Robin met him again, he would be able to create clones—and not merely a few of them.

Alaken had returned to the place where he had lived for more than a decade. His face showed a trace of excitement, but even more strongly, anxiety and unease.

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Originally, regulations required everyone to carry a full two hundred rounds of ammunition. However, most people brought only one hundred rounds, and some brought no more than fifty. Even fewer wanted to carry grenades. If some fool with sticky fingers who also knew how to use grenades stole yours, you might end up going to meet the old man in Heaven. Naturally, no one wanted that.

Led by Hu Ming, the various factions left the defensive formation of the Free and Easy Sect, each transforming into a streak of light and departing.

But now, facing the girl shrouded in mist, he no longer had the slightest desire to spend more time with her.

After playing around for a while, Zhang Yu continued feeding the tower the energies of yin and yang. Only when the treasure tower sent word that it was full and satisfied did Zhang Yu proceed to unseal the Dragoncry Sword.

The three of them cupped their hands toward everyone, then strode toward the inner hall. Lin Yun wiped the sweat from his brow. For some reason, he suddenly felt somewhat flustered.

Two years and two months had passed since Crocodile was killed, and Xia Qiu was already prepared to fight the Arlong Pirates.

Even the old fellows on the Council of Elders cast sidelong glances at him. There was little regard in their eyes as they looked at Lin Yun.

Then why, after Guo Jia’s death, did Cao Cao praise him with such ceremony and grant him so many honors he had never possessed in life? In my view, the true purpose was to use Guo Jia to strike at Xun Yu.

At Ren Wenchou’s words, his heart trembled. His expression had already changed, and his lips moved slightly as though he wanted to say something, yet he did not know how to phrase it. His brows were tightly furrowed, and he looked as though he wanted to speak but could not.

For some reason, Long Qingchen suddenly had this thought. The prison was filthy and foul-smelling; anyone kept there should, in theory, have come to stink as well. Yet the Third Princess still carried a wisp of natural fragrance.

Because the treatment involved certain private areas, Situ Haoyu was thrown out with a dark expression. Catherine locked the door, while Situ Haoyu stood motionless outside, his face沉重 and gloomy.

Uncle Duan’s expression remained changeable. He said nothing and was utterly unlike his usual self, appearing rather unfathomable.

The Eighth Brother said, “Of course I’m interested.” Greedy light shone in his eyes, like a starving dog gazing at a steaming pile of excrement before it. He asked urgently, “How much is there? Is it this much?” As he spoke, he held up one finger.

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“I can’t help it. Who told you to become so hopelessly infatuated, so completely bewitched? I have fallen for you beyond salvation. There is no turning back for me now. Even if I had to exchange my life for this love, I would gladly die tonight.”

“I don’t know. It might be useful. Let’s go.” Qi Xuanyi stepped forward, seized the barrier of reversed astral energy with both hands, and tore it apart. He then walked inside, with Feng Shi and Yun Shu following closely behind.

For a moment, everyone present was astonished once more. The White Feather Sword was one of the finest weapons in the world, the treasured sword once carried by Young Master White Feather. It was said to be no inferior to the legendary Reflecting Snow Sword, forged through a thousand hammerings. Yet it had been snapped cleanly in two, broken right before its original owner’s eyes. No one could say what he must have felt.

Old Xu was a typical chef: fat-headed, big-eared, and short-necked. He smiled all day long and went bare-chested throughout the year, his bulging belly resembling that of the Laughing Buddha. He also possessed the bold, straightforward spirit of a man from Shandong and a true wanderer of the martial world.

“Supreme One, spare our lives!” Terror appeared in the eyes of the four sect masters. They had originally believed they had chosen the right side. Zheng Yang had become the Realm Venerable, yet Jiang Chen was so heaven-defying that he could actually replace the Realm Venerable.

Unfortunately, Li Shanben’s good mood lasted only until the sun began to slant westward. A piece of information brought by a missing cadre from the Liangji Township District Party Committee plunged them into a bloody sea of fire.

Qiu Liehuo initially speculated that they were all cannibalistic ants transformed into zombies. His immunity to poisonous insects had one prerequisite: the insects had to be alive. As long as they were living creatures, even if they lacked anything resembling reason, they still possessed instinctive awareness. When confronted by an especially powerful presence, poisonous insects would not dare approach.

Tang Zheng also knew that his father had asked for a divorce not because of his mother. Rather, his parents had never truly loved each other. They had merely spent one night together, and after his mother became pregnant with him, they had been forced to marry.

Wave after wave of tingling spread through her heart, rising and falling like a swing until she forgot to resist.

After entering the house, Aunt Mu looked meaningfully at Ye Fan and Mu Yichen, making Ye Fan’s heart sink at once. Aunt Mu was shrewd and mercenary; she never visited without a reason. She would only come to the old residence when she wanted something. Whenever trouble arose, she deliberately pretended to be deaf and dumb, and she never accepted a loss.

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