Chapter 30

By now, only Shi Hu, Azure Dragon, Black Tortoise, Vermilion Bird, Qilin, Yingzhao, a snow python, and a unicorn remained able to endure this ordeal in the lofty heavens. Luo Xuan glanced to either side, noticing that none of the celestial beasts wore a friendly expression at this moment.

Yang Ruoli still could not understand why he was acting this way; everything he did today was so out of character, nothing like the usual Qin Fengzhan.

She sat across from Lu Xiao as she spoke, naturally picking up a steamed bun from the table and biting into it. She had only eaten a few pastries in Feng Junyang’s carriage yesterday, and by now her stomach was empty. Though the bun in her hand was utterly ordinary, it tasted delicious.

These days, finding a satisfactory job was harder than reaching the sky. To be a doctor at the Third Hospital was truly an extraordinary feat.

In an instant, Fang Xue’er, Little Treasure Fang, Chen Panyun, Liu Mingyue, Liu Meng’er, Zhang Qing, Su Xinxin, and Anna—all eight—suddenly appeared together in the domain of the Celestial Dragon, inexplicably summoned.

No one knew what material the net was made of, but it was astonishingly sturdy. Chen Nian struggled with all her might, but it was unbreakable. The more she struggled, the more spears pressed against her vital points. The tips were icy cold and gleamed with a chilling intent, making her afraid to move again.

These days, Su Zichuan often found himself recalling every memory and detail of his acquaintance and time spent with Sang Li.

He Ze had schemed against Chen Nian time and again; though unsuccessful, he had thoroughly provoked Feng Junyang, who could not possibly let him off so easily.

Sometimes, Li Luowei still felt she owed Zhou Xueli, and this was the perfect opportunity to sincerely apologize, to clarify that there was nothing between her and Beiming Ye, and set Zhou Xueli’s mind at ease.

At Ge Hongli’s suggestion, none of them dared rest, and they all set off again for Longquan Temple.

Lü Qi was startled as well. She turned around, only to find that at some point Baili Qianxun had already pushed open the door and entered, watching Beidou with a sly smile.

“Uh—so what are your plans? Will you return to the Celestial Realm or stay with us?” Wang Biao asked.

At this moment, Li Haonan’s large hand finally closed tightly around her cold one. His touch was so warm, so tender it filled her with longing. His embrace was strong and comforting. Anya silently reached out and clung to the hem of his coat, like a drowning person seizing the final piece of driftwood.

“Hmph! Did you see the twenty masters gathered here? I haven’t called them all together in years, but this time I had no choice. Lin Feng, answer me this—was it you who did this to Wang Lantao?” Old Chen cut Lin Feng off mercilessly, his gaze fierce.

Gradually, the two of them grew more emotional. Lin Xifan sensed the tension rising, and so he slid his tongue into Chen Mengying’s mouth.

“That’s good,” Lu Feiyang nodded. If he ran into Yin Huiyu or Li Shanshan, he’d probably never even know how he died.

But unexpectedly, Song Qing had seen through the trick, and not only that, he had set up a double spatial barrier, temporarily trapping the demon centipede.

Gu Xiaobei could not imagine what it would be like to go alone to the hot springs with Li Haonan in his current state. She might be so nervous she’d hide her head under the water. But she dared not refuse and just kept her head down, fidgeting with her fingers.

Seeing Xu Zhe approach the burly man, the hunters resting in the guild knew there was going to be a show. They all sat back to watch, eyes gleaming with anticipation. They were certain Xu Zhe was about to get angry and that this loudmouthed fellow was in for trouble.

Mei’er was intimately familiar with the King’s Residence. Although Wu Chener did not love Shang Liyou, she got along best with him, and this was a place she often visited.

This man’s speech carried a thunderous force. Suddenly, the mountain behind the Demon Dragon collapsed with a crash, revealing a magical beast as massive as the dragon itself.

Though people could play with “crackle bombs” as much as they liked, there were strict rules: never throw them into a biogas pit, onto flammable woodpiles, or into cloakrooms, lest disaster strike.

“From now on, you and Jing Xiangyu will handle these things. Do a good job, and if you’re not a Xuan Realm expert by the time I return, I’ll strangle you myself so you don’t drag us down!” Xiao Fei fought back his tears as he spoke, but one still slid down his cheek.

But what if they grieve for you? Could you bear to let them weep for your sake? If you want to take revenge on me, if you wish to torment me, then you must live.

Who exactly was Ye Zihan? Not only did she possess divine blood, but she also carried a twelfth-grade elixir recipe.

Clearly, the newcomer had followed Xiao Fei—dressed in white, who could it be but Luo Shen of the Bloodthirsty Wolf clan?

Thinking of this, Su Yang realized that so many days had passed—Ye Qingling and the others in Korea must have returned by now.

“What did you say? If not now, then when?” Yang Wei interrupted the captain impatiently, his goatee jutting out, his anger plain to see.