Volume 1, Chapter 35: Self-Hypnosis

When we returned to the nightclub and placed the red cloth bundle before Young Master Jie, he scrutinized Kang Youwei and me from head to toe.

"Not bad. I actually thought you two would have to stand guard for at least three to five days."

Young Master Jie then picked up the bundle to count the contents. As he counted, he seemed to notice something; he lifted the cloth to his nose and sniffed. "What the hell! Why does this money smell so pissy?"

I remained silent, while Kang Youwei offered an awkward smile. Young Master Jie didn't press the issue further; once he finished counting, he gave us our share of thirteen thousand. Kang Youwei thanked him profusely while tugging at my sleeve under the table. I knew exactly what he meant...

Miao Renfeng recalled the "Theory of Sin" he had heard while at the Dumb Hermitage. If this truly was the headquarters or an outpost of the Domain of Sin, then the only acceptable answer was "I am guilty." Anything else would surely lead to failure.

Zhu Yunwen stood there, stunned. It had all happened so suddenly. Even though he felt resentful and wanted to win some dignity for the Crown Prince’s residence and his mother, he had never once imagined he might inherit the throne, especially with so many imperial uncles ahead of him.

For one thing, the internal state of the Yinglong Clan was not exactly stable; if not for Qin Wusheng holding the fort, serious trouble would have likely erupted long ago.

I once heard people say that Lin Feng was an extraordinary man—a capable person who could always find the most suitable solution, no matter how dire the situation.

However, before the two could make a move, Xu Zhu’s figure had already transformed into a flash of light, and a terrifying aura erupted instantly.

"I checked. Since its inception, the Lingyun Chamber of Commerce has never had a record of paying taxes to the City Lord’s Mansion," Li Mu said, shaking his head.

Ming Wu came to his senses and looked left and right; the eyes of the people around him were not filled with admiration, but with mockery.

"Calm your anger, young lady. I believe you have misunderstood. We truly bear you no ill will. We are merely on official business to Dongjun City under my father’s orders. How could we be bandits? Haha." The Third Prince, Youxian, was not angry and maintained a gentle and approachable demeanor.

In truth, this was the result of Feng Ni holding back. Although Leng Ye looked miserable now, he had not actually suffered any fatal or devastating injuries. Otherwise, given his strength, had he truly intended to kill and fought with all his might, Leng Ye would never have survived.

***

The man in the camouflage combat gear no longer held Yue Linlang; without his bargaining chip, he immediately became a target.

She hadn't filmed in a long time, and now that she was sincerely committed to making this project a success, she naturally had to work harder.

In this world, what could be more painful than seeing a comrade who had been fighting by your side just days ago lose their life?

The Yangtze River was not a place to trifle with; a single wrong decision could lead to the annihilation of the entire army.

When Lin Cha opened the office door and walked in, Qin Mosheng’s movements stiffened noticeably, though a second later, he calmly hung up the phone.

Su Heng, tired from laughing, followed closely behind Qin Jinyu. Even though she glared at him, he still felt a sense of joy in his heart.

Although she knew he was Su Wushuang’s younger sister, she had never cared about what kind of work Su Wushuang’s family did or what sort of people they were.

Hang Li knew that Zhang Chi had returned, but he just felt... why was President Han distancing himself this time? If not for the yacht purchase, he probably wouldn't have had any reason to summon him at all.

The group’s expressions were grim. Just as they were about to speak further, the teacher walked in, and the classroom instantly fell silent.

With that, he threw a punch toward Yi Wannian’s face. The posture suggested he wasn't holding back, but strangely, Yi Wannian did not display his usual arrogance and instead adopted a look of utter hopelessness.

Mu Nuanxi bit her lip and looked up at Chu Lin. The words were already on the tip of her tongue, yet she didn't know how to start.

I glanced at Ye Shanshan. The wavering in her eyes seemed to make me understand something. Yes, both Ye Shanshan and I were wavering now, but this was exactly when we had to stand firm. If we just gave up like this, wouldn't our efforts have been for nothing? Regardless, they would surely force us apart.

He glared fiercely at Third Brother, only to realize that Third Brother’s clothes were no better than his own. A sleeve had been torn, the seams on his chest were ripped open, and his entire outfit was as wrinkled as a bundle of pickled vegetables.

"It’s fine. Once Brother Curly sends his men, we'll head over together." Hearing Li Cai say this, Yang Wawa hesitated for a moment.

It was clear that this fellow was involved with street gangs, but in Qin Feng’s eyes, these people were nothing.

Seeing the mummy coffin open on its own, Zhuang Yi immediately stepped back, watching to see what kind of trick this was.

Ling’s expression changed drastically, but it did not give up. It let out a low shout, and suddenly, many rays of red light erupted from all around, gathering above our heads.

***

Jun Rongfan was not one to be confused. Although Ji Shengyue’s words were harsh, she knew that things were already quite good as they were.

But just then, a massive roar erupted from the great lake. A figure lunged out from the water again—it was incredibly huge, and its body seemed longer than the waterfall itself.

"Because I returned late from a banquet last night, He Xianming was provoked and forced himself upon me," Ling Ran said coldly.

I smiled slightly and did not disturb Lin Shengxing. I stepped on the accelerator and continued driving forward.

At Li Qidao’s command, those who had been disguised as servants, responsible only for pouring wine and serving tea, suddenly wiped their faces. In an instant, thin masks were torn away, revealing their true countenances and unleashing a formidable aura.

"Yes, it is my greatest honor." A glimmer of emotion flickered in Cai Kun’s eyes. Over the years, he had earned Zhang Xiuming’s deep trust; even those with greater abilities than his had never been able to replace him.

Though this man wore no dragon robe and no crown, his every action and word was as domineering and majestic as an emperor’s, his imperial aura fully displayed.

The prison guard walked over with a blank expression, didn't bother to say a word, and then walked out with the same expression.

He Xianshui, eyes downcast, watched his eyelashes tremble again and again. Finally, he lifted his eyes to look at He Yunchen, but his eyes were filled with tears, which spilled over as soon as he looked up.

In this Yuanchen Star Palace, even if a mortal had all the food and drink they needed, they would surely die within a hundred days.

This fellow’s arm was quite unique; its skin tone differed from the rest of his body, leaning more toward a dark red, and Li Er found it difficult to coordinate the arm with the rest of his movements.

As he spoke, Ye Chen slowly raised his hand. The Three Pure Ones knew that the moment Ye Chen clenched his fist, the lives of the Heavenly Emperor and the Queen Mother of the West would come to an end.

He had naturally seen the Domain of the Fierce King before, but he had not expected the version unleashed by Beast King Guang to be so terrifying. If he had been even a second slower, he would have been crushed into a pulp by the horrific gravitational pressure.

Fu Xi had no idea whether this person was righteous or evil. Since he appeared in the Yuntian Alliance, he was likely not a villain, but after killing the exotic beast, why did he leave behind a jade box? What exactly was inside?

In fact, every man who had slept with her eventually met the same fate: she would bite off their testicles before killing them in her bed.