Chapter 38

This chill, born of cultivation, rose from the depths of the heart and resonated at the level of the soul.

Truth be told, Lu Xudong’s serious and solemn expression easily reminded me of the time he accompanied me to draw a line in the sand with Mu Jie.

"It’s fine now. You may leave." Chen Jiran waved his hand, sat down on the sofa by himself, and ignored Xiao Fang thereafter.

In the new netherworld of the Azure Underworld Domain, although the Hall of Reincarnation had reopened, there were few ghost messengers. The souls all required the Domain Lord himself to guide them across, keeping Yu Bin occupied beyond measure.

In truth, he had sensed it for a long time. Ever since their time in the forest park, he could feel that the atmosphere between them was wrong. The deep hickey on Su Xia’s neck was further proof, but he was unwilling to dwell on it, cowardly choosing to paint over the cracks to maintain a facade of peace.

Many of the smear campaigns and brainwashing posts regarding Nan Shu were not even posted by Fu Xixi’s fans, but by Fu Xixi’s own management agency.

The third round began, and by this point, Luo Yutian’s patience seemed to have run out. The virtual avatar under her control began to unleash aggressive, desperate attacks as if burning her bridges.

Yu Meiqin had not expected that Li Xing’ang, who had just been acting with such delusions of grandeur and arrogance, would actually concede to her directly. She felt quite conflicted and found it difficult to understand.

The screen was of high quality. Chen Che pulled at it a few times, but the wooden frame remained attached to the cloth. Amidst the scattered powder and makeup, Chen Che covered his head and face, truly wishing Shi Xiao would change her mind and come with him. Sigh, what a mess. Looking at this scene, a stranger might think a bandit had broken into a home to snatch a maiden.

But Deep Blue’s sudden move pushed the situation to an irredeemable point; aside from fighting it out, neither side had any other path to take.

Yelü Yun panicked and called out repeatedly, "Sister Hui, Sister Hui? Say something if you can hear me. What’s wrong?" But the result remained the same—there was no response. He couldn't even sense the presence of the Jade Lock.

The village chief waved his hand at them, sighed deeply, and said nothing, just puffing on his dry tobacco pipe, bowl after bowl.

He did not look back, yet he stood like a towering mountain ridge, blocking all the wind and rain.

Dong Fei was goading him. Who was Zhang Si-fei? He was the infamous "Trouble-Seeker Zhang"—a man who could stir up trouble even when there was none. Now that there was an actual matter at hand, how could he stay away?

It must have been that the drought caused the tree roots to grow slowly, and the recent rains triggered a sudden spurt of growth, causing them to pierce exactly into the eye sockets of Yulan’s remains.

As the voice faded, a man who looked exactly like Ye Qing appeared before him. Aside from the difference in age, Ye Qing could not find a single way in which this illusory figure differed from himself.

Judging solely by appearances, one would never discover that such an ordinary location had been protected by a restrictive spell. Zilong took a step forward and released his divine sense to probe. His extended consciousness rippled forward like a wave, only to suddenly strike a massive obstacle and be repelled in an instant.

"This matter is rather complex. Shall we explain it once we meet?" A hint of craftiness leaked into the mysterious person’s tone.

It would have been abnormal for a hunter from Stone Mountain Village not to capture a tiger cub they encountered; it was just that they hadn't expected the cub’s mother to be so ferocious and formidable.

The frost that had lingered in his eyes for years created a distance between him and others, yet Jian Yu always felt signs that the ice was beginning to thaw, especially over these last few days.

Now that Lin Yu said this, it confirmed his own viewpoint. Even if Lin Yu might be hiding something, he was still more trustworthy than Old Seventh Eagle.

"What did you say?" Upon hearing Jian Yu call him "A-Chen," Lin Jingchen was so surprised he couldn't help but ask aloud. Considering his loss of composure, he had to pretend he was actually dissatisfied with Jian Nian for pushing Jian Yu to the ground.

A look of disbelief flashed across Biqia’s eyes as he watched Lin Wei walking toward him step by step.

"That’s true, I forgot you had serious business to attend to. How about this: you accompany me over first, and later I’ll take you to a place. It’s a courtyard-style estate; you can tell at a glance it belonged to a wealthy family. Maybe we’ll find some good items there," Wang Zhiwei said.

How utterly baffling. Why bring me into this for no reason? The man in the suit kept his gaze straight, inspecting the other items in the room, hoping to find something more of value.

The energy reserves were replenished in just a few days. During this time, Locke had been searching for a suitable location to place the castle.

"A-Yu, stay and chat with Mom after you finish eating." The madam looked at Jian Yu with a smile, her mood truly lifted.

Mo Xiaosheng’s heart trembled slightly. He thought of Ouyang Hongxue, Deng Houfang, and his comrades in the Armed Work Team. But whether he would ever see them again, Mo Xiaosheng had no idea.

Aside from Yi Feng and Hong Wu, the others had been here before, yet none of them had ever encountered the appearance of a seven-colored beam of light at the Spirit-Gathering Pool.

The two exchanged dozens of blows. Finally, Wu Cheng planted a palm on Lu Qiang’s chest, blasting him off the擂台 (arena platform).

Perhaps it was the grease-stained mechanic at the door, the vegetable farmer who braved the elements at the market for decades, the world-renowned socialites and gentlemen, or the wealthiest of merchants and aristocrats—who could say?

Hearing Liu Zhuang say this, Zhao Haicheng beamed with joy. He knew very well that with Director Liu’s endorsement, his future within the Municipal Public Security Bureau would be smooth sailing.

Only after Gu Xi heard him speak did he notice that the foreigners dining there were all casting suspicious glances in their direction.

"Alright, I won’t talk to you anymore. Where are you eating? Send me the address! I’m hanging up now, bye, my phone is dying." Before the other person could answer, Yusheng hung up, with a speed as if hanging up a second later would lead to an endless barrage of questions.

The bearded man fell silent. Although he knew this in his heart, he still felt a sense of unease regarding things that didn't belong to him.

Damn it, if it weren't for that bastard Lu Xiyan seducing Ruan Qianya, he wouldn't have been in such a foul mood that he reassigned Qianya’s position.

But given the reputation of the Gu family and the Duke of England’s standing in the imperial court, no one wanted to believe the Gu family would commit such an act of treason.