Volume One, Chapter 30: Have a Good Talk with Little Brother

Wei Guoxiong lit the gas stove, holding the very last bag of instant noodles. He truly hadn't expected that after thirty years of marriage, he would only know how to boil noodles. He dared not even imagine how he would get through the days ahead; it seemed he really needed to find a housekeeper as soon as possible. Before long, a soulless bowl of instant noodles was ready. Although he was starving, Wei Guoxiong had no appetite. After finishing in a rush, he tossed the bowl directly into the sink; after all, he had never done chores like washing dishes in his life. As he turned, he unintentionally caught sight of the tableware Lou Nanzhi had used just days ago when she made millet porridge. Seeing them still sitting in the sink, Wei Guoxiong couldn't help but feel...

Wang Huizhi was witnessing Di Wunian's sharp tongue for the first time; it seemed she had been much more restrained when speaking to her in the past. Realizing that this Snake Immortal was not President Qin, I channeled my yin energy through my eyes to carefully inspect her cultivation level.

"Is this enough?" Qin Feng rummaged through his canvas bag for a while, and just as the others were growing impatient, he slowly pulled out a few crumpled bills.

But in the end, Yao Liu could not bring herself to harm me, which just went to show that I still held a very important place in her heart.

Fear—it was truly terrifying. I had never imagined that such horrific things could exist in this world. As long as he disregarded the lives of those cursed, he could still cast the curse one more time.

However, I was indeed worried. The old gentleman was pedantic, and Cinian wasn't exactly clever. I had been able to coax them to Tianjin with just a few words; if the opponent really had some tricks up their sleeves, it would likely be very difficult for their straightforward personalities to detect them.

It was already nearly midnight, and as long as no one interfered with the time travel, Yang Dahai naturally didn't care at all about things like surveillance. Besides, Fatty Dong had long since realized I was faking blindness, so it was no big deal to tell him my story.

The Sixth Group generally recruited people with no background—such individuals were good at reading the situation, shrewd, and smooth in their dealings. Some seemed to have neither blood nor flesh, possessing only an empty shell. Perhaps they didn't even have a shell, but were merely her ghost, whether she was dead or alive, coming to question this faithless man: why did he abandon her and flee to save his own life?

Fu Hongxue stopped speaking, for the time had come when there was nothing left to say. His blade was already unsheathed.

President Zhang had once joked that while the design industry seemed high-class, it was actually no better than being a textile worker; it was just that manufacturing was a "labor-intensive industry," while design was a "brain-intensive industry." Little did he know his words would prove prophetic.

I felt like crying. Was this what they called digging one's own grave? Forget it, let it be for now.

The feeling of warmth was like a key, unlocking the gates of memory, and those recollections hidden by darkness flooded out like a torrent. Should I tell him I am Yuxuan's twin sister? If he reacted like Lawyer Liang had before, wouldn't I be humiliated once again? Sigh, I'd better keep this secret.

"No, I didn't touch her at all; in fact, she slapped me," Yang Cheng rushed over and said first, before Ouyang Qing could speak.

Yun Qinyan glared at Lin Yu in a rage. She was lying on the bed completely naked, her fair, rounded buttocks flushed red, though it was unclear what she had been through.

Huang Li quietly walked up behind Mu Mengmeng and suddenly hugged her, causing her to cry out in surprise.

"Do you recognize me?" Zhang Niujiao, clutching his Han sword, asked with an icy cold tone as he completely calmed his heart.

Jin Bupo's attention had shifted entirely from Wang Yan to the leader in the gray fox fur. His face was as pale as paper, a lump stuck in his throat, his body trembling like chaff, and his eyes were bloodshot.

Wanqing whispered a few words into Xie Min's ear. The news of Mi Han being imprisoned had also been discovered by the people Wanqing had sent to scout within the Chu residence.

Looking at the traces of kisses all over her body, Leng Ning felt his chest swell with fury, his entire frame trembling.

When an animal becomes a spirit, it is an individual; it is not like a plant. Once a plant becomes a spirit, its entire body—every part—becomes its eyes and ears. That was why Bai Jianli couldn't detect it. As long as it didn't manifest itself, finding it was exceptionally difficult.

After Tang Zixi recovered, Huangfu Qi immediately fulfilled his duties as a host, taking her to tour the area around the City Lord's mansion and introducing her to the City Lord, Meng Feixiong.

After that, Yang Jinxin kept wanting to find Qin Muyang to talk, but she waited for an entire day and night.

One hour later, the various scouts returned. "How is it?" Before Guan Yu could speak, the others crowded around impatiently.

At his command, two attendants dressed in tight-fitting clothes "whooshed" toward Yun He.

"Where did you get this photo? Where are these two people now?" After looking at the photo, I lunged at the man and shouted.

The bearded man grinned hideously: "Blame yourself for talking too much. Don't wag your tongue in hell." Channeling his golden battle aura, he swung his blade down, blood splattered, and he decapitated Liu Bang before the latter could dodge.

Zilan's gaze searched, her pupils darting as she followed Guo Lin's moving shadow. She was looking for a flaw, and also searching for other things.

The two locked eyes, neither willing to yield. Just as they stood in a stalemate, an unexpected figure suddenly walked into everyone's line of sight.

In the lobby, demon hunters had long since noticed Lin Xian'er, who was as beautiful as a celestial being. This inn, "Twin Birds Flying Together," was very expensive. A single day's stay cost a staggering one hundred Sky Refining Coins.

She said that Li Siqin and Ye Xueying had been taking turns guarding Ye Xuanxuan; if they had been there just now, Xia Haitong's identity would have been exposed.

The treasures of the Illusion Valley had initially given Li Yan a glimmer of hope. If the Illusion Valley could enhance the strength of those who entered, then that cluster of essence from the valley must surely have the same, if not stronger, effect.

After probing each other, the battle grew increasingly intense. Guo Lin began unleashing the high-grade battle skills he knew, one after another: Golden Snake Wild Dance, Thunder Splitting the Nine Heavens, Hell Nether Slash, and Fire Wheel Extinction.

"How dangerous is it?" Xiao Yan felt a tremor of fear. If something could be called dangerous by a three-star medicine refiner, it certainly wasn't trivial.

A-Shui agreed. Though he had many doubts in his heart, he did not voice them. Lei Ming understood A-Shui's character; he was the type of person who was blindly loyal. Otherwise, he wouldn't have followed his father for years and then followed him, and he was very tight-lipped, which was why Lei Ming felt at ease letting him do this work.

Just as Li Feng was deep in thought, Mu Qingqing lunged over and hugged him, leaving Li Feng stunned and confused as to what was happening.

Everything prepared, Chen Nan activated the Spirit Gathering Array. As he circulated the Heaven Deriving Sacred Technique, spiritual energy poured into his body in a vortex. Nine violent dragon auras rose above his head, drawing in the spiritual energy within a radius of hundreds of miles to form a fierce spiritual storm, which was channeled into his body by the dragon auras as if being poured into him.

Ah-Li felt a bit disappointed; after all, it wasn't easy to find her brothers and sisters, and the system in the other party's possession couldn't detect anything at all.