Chapter 37: Amnesia

Jiang Liwu knew that Wei Xifeng would eventually relapse and mistake himself entirely for a beast, but she had never expected it to happen so soon or so suddenly. His condition had clearly begun to improve lately. It was as if, overnight, everything had returned to where it had been before liberation.

When Uncle Wang came rushing to find Jiang Liwu, he twisted his ankle and nearly fell, yet he paid no attention to himself. “It’s bad, Miss Jiang! The head of the family has relapsed, but—but this time, the situation is very different. Hurry and go see him!”

When the soldiers of the Godweeping Camp appeared in three orderly ranks before Lu Hualong’s eyes, an aura of murderous solemnity spread across the heavens. Every soldier of the Godweeping Camp, including Pei Zonghao, wore a pitch-black beast-faced mask. Apart from their pair of dark pupils, their entire bodies were covered in black armor.

Great swathes of dark cloud drifted over West Mountain. Thunder rumbled in the sky, and dense raindrops pelted the ground, splashing into one dark puddle after another.

Wuxiang had just been about to answer when Lord Tianshu suddenly wrapped an arm around his waist and leaped from the rooftop, vanishing into the night. Through the lonely night sky echoed Tianshu’s booming laughter and a boast so infuriatingly arrogant that it made one’s teeth itch.

Siyue wiped her dripping, lustrous black hair with a towel. In Wan Tianyou’s eyes, the posture made her even more alluring.

The man stepped out, and his attendants immediately draped a robe over him. The bloodstains on his body were gradually absorbed by his skin. When he opened his eyes, they glowed a scarlet red, which faded only after a moment.

She had pursued Li Shenyan. Believing she could never catch him, she had even tricked him into returning home, intending to keep him for herself. When that failed, she thought she would never have another chance.

“Come on, open your mouth.” Jin Qianna broke off a piece of orange and brought it to Wuxiang’s lips. Out of habit, Wuxiang raised a hand to block it, still wearing that otherworldly expression of someone untouched by mortal concerns.

If Chen Xiao had not already left his hometown, Wu Hongyu would have invited him over to his house as a guest.

The battlefield of cultivation had now become not only a furnace in which both sides sought to weaken each other’s national strength, but also an arena of slaughter for mass-producing experts.

The person sent to deliver the news did not know exactly what had happened and dared not make wild claims. He could only say that something had happened to Luming Pavilion. As a result, Xie Tingzhou had no idea what was truly going on.

“Hmph! You actually think you can pull a last-stand trick on me? You truly have no idea how high the heavens are or how deep the earth lies.” Cao Cao shook his head slightly, his face full of mockery.

At last, he found a jade pendant close against the body. It was surely an identifying token that could prove this person’s identity.

The eldest son’s family was clearly so wealthy already—why did they still insist on sucking the blood of the second son’s family?

Three days later, the princes who had been inoculated remained safe and sound. Sangda finally made up his mind and ordered his own crown prince to undergo inoculation as well.

Shen Yichuan was stunned. Upon hearing those words, he could not help feeling a sudden panic, though he had no idea where that fear came from.

After surveying the two men for a while, Pei Yourong’s gaze came to rest on An Youzhen’s face.

When Empress Chu arrived, the palace attendants were cleaning up the bloodstains. Water splashed across the floor, carrying the diluted blood along with it until it reached the empress’s feet.

“Now I understand why you chose not to go.” Daphne sighed. The more she had once worshiped Lockhart, the more she now detested him.

At this, everyone curled their lips, while Li Buyi even felt like giving him a slap to test just how thick his skin was.

Still, the lord of Tiandu City was quite humane. Anyone who worked would receive a reward. The only difference was that the reward had been changed from money to meat. Otherwise, nothing had changed—so long as one worked, one would not starve to death.

“My lord, my lord, please don’t be so heartbroken…” Madam Wei clung tightly to him, not daring to spare even a glance at the person lying nearby.

Underwater Breathing, Agile Flight, and Deep-Sea Shield were eliminated first. The final battle of calamity would take place on land, so there was no need to cultivate these three passive spell-like abilities into aura skills.

The silver-white angelic crown atop King Charles’s head suddenly burst into radiant light. Two phantom archangels materialized, clad in silver armor and wielding crystal longswords.