Chapter 33: The Third Time, I Shall Collect Interest

Gu Yao’s nose bumped against the man’s neck. His scorching body heat felt as if it were searing her, and her face flushed instantly as she moved to stand up!

Yet, a large hand behind her waist held her firmly in place.

Lu Zheng held the phone high above them; his lips pressed against the curve of her neck, his warm breath fanning across her skin and sending shivers through her entire body.

Gu Yao glared at Lu Zheng, warning him with her eyes not to act recklessly.

But Lu Zheng seemed to fear nothing.

Even if her parents were no longer around, with her fourth uncle looking out for her, no one dared to say much to her.

It seemed these vengeful spirits had all had their consciousness consumed by the aura of blood-evil, turning them into mere wandering ghosts; no wonder they were so easily controlled by Su Niang.

The imperial guard felt as uncomfortable as if he had inhaled a fly while yawning, but he gritted his teeth and broadcast the message.

"This must be Senior Cat, right? Dean Su, didn't you and Senior Cat go to travel the universe? How did you end up on Earth?" Duka'ao asked, looking at Su Yu and Mao Jiu.

A round trip would take an entire day, so for this matter, he could only seek help from Manager Liu.

As for why Su Yu helped Ma Hongjun in the first place, it was because he didn't want the tragedies of the original story to repeat themselves. He wanted Ma Hongjun to attain the rank of a first-class god so that he could bring Bai Chenxiang with him to the Divine Realm.

Yang Cheng had intended to return to his own affairs after handling this, but he hadn't expected Carol to speak up again.

Five days. The resistance at Bairimen had lasted five days, but now, they had reached the most difficult and critical moment.

Their footsteps were silent, yet the atmosphere was exceptionally tense. Even with Uncle Ye Zilong leading the way, Qin Yu still felt hair-raising dread. She knew there was danger here, but she didn't know where it was hidden. That sense of anxiety and oppression was the most unbearable part.

An Ge kept her head down. Sure enough, whenever she moved to the left, the doll’s gaze followed to the left; when she moved to the right, the doll’s gaze shifted to the right, watching her with a constant, beaming smile.

The mural had originally been a complete, long strip, but due to its great age and lack of maintenance, the ends were severely damaged. Only the figures in the middle could barely be distinguished.

***

Lin Zangtian stared at the lake in silence. "It seems this is the only way to save you," he thought to himself.

The beggar, who looked somewhat aged, was actually only about thirty, though he had been rendered unrecognizable by the ravages of time.

However, what Mu Zhenshan had not expected was that the Luoyan Valley stronghold refused to participate in this alliance meeting. Gao Muqing’s reason was simple: there was no need to do as the Black Wind Stronghold wished. The last assembly had already decided that the alliance leader would be elected every three years; there was no need to listen to Qin Donghe’s fussing.

By pulling down on the crystal ring, one could see the busy disciples moving medicinal herbs in and out; by pushing upward, one could see the blue sky and white clouds.

Jin Yu: "Indeed. In these extraordinary times, I’ve deepened my understanding of those around me. Thinking of the college students who go out hiking for exercise every day, haven't they also deepened their understanding of their own city?"

"By the way, where did Xiuning run off to? Why haven't I seen a shadow of her for a long time?" Li Yu noticed the absence of the war-monger and quickly asked.

"The barrier to the Underworld has been breached; these people are possessed by ghosts!" Lin Kun spat on the ground, preparing for battle.

The dwarf and the strongman were friends who used to perform on stage together; the dwarf excelled at throwing knives, while the strongman was skilled in hand-to-hand combat.

Shen Lian and Xiuluo were secretly gathering their strength; this battle seemed unavoidable. Both sides wanted to strike the other down in the first instance, aiming to avoid alerting Wang Jian in the hotel.

His already powerful spirit, now infused with the aura of the Undying, became increasingly solid, gradually becoming indistinguishable from a physical body.

"And Cheng Qian... he is the only bloodline I have left in this world. But from the moment he was born, he treated Ru Yan as his own mother. That is fine; in any case, I am not fit to be his mother. Ru Yan, I beg you, since you love him so much, please treat him as your own son."

"Understood! Chen Mo, so you are also from Central Province!" Lin Yanjiao became interested and wanted to chat more, but to her surprise, Chen Mo only gave a brief response before closing his eyes to rest.

At her feet, the cat seemed to come to life, constantly weaving in a figure-eight pattern between her legs, full of vigilance and curiosity about everything.

He felt a fondness for Ting'er, but the thought of her being left with a scar made him hate Lu Wanwan all over again.

Yuan Yi also spotted Yue Linlang and seemed somewhat awkward. Yue Linlang’s expression was equally strange, for in over a hundred years, she had never understood whether she truly loved Yuan Yi, or what kind of person she actually liked.

"Good!" Sir William nodded quickly. At this moment, both knew the other suffered from the same impotence, and instead, they began to sympathize with one another, their relationship seemingly growing closer.

***

"Jiang Yang, I won't stand on ceremony!" Niu Er was much more straightforward; he took the deer leg and began to gnaw on it, and Old Niu followed suit.

For instance, if one wanted to collapse the global gaming industry, all it would take is for some company to spend a few hundred million to produce an excellent game and give it to everyone for free.

Ming Zhi stared at Lu Wanwan in astonishment. This wasn't even a sure thing yet, so how could it already be considered a dowry?

But the Leopard was, after all, a professional soldier with rigorous training. As the crisis loomed, his thick arm immediately blocked the strike, leaving only a bloodstain from the switchblade. The result was not as the Moon Attendant had expected.

The golden wound powder was indeed effective. Within ten breaths, Guan Yan’s wound stopped bleeding, and the blood that had flowed out formed dark red scabs. Chen Deng wiped the sweat from his forehead and let out a long sigh of relief.

This meant he could never earn money again. Without eyes, he could not see through others' deceptions, could not see the attitudes of his guests, and, most importantly, could not see the beautiful face of his beloved.

Interrupting his skills with a sudden attack, the boss was furious as even his red robe was pierced with a large hole. Two magical attacks swept toward Long Qingmeng.

"It's over; he must be possessed. Sun Peng wasn't like this before. Li Bing! You’re something else—a real friend! Running to the loudspeaker to find me early in the morning? Who does that? I saw you were sleeping and didn't want to disturb you, but after catching a cold and having a stomachache last night, I went to the restroom and you actually used the megaphone to find me. Is that how you handle things?"

The Thunder Spear, having retreated from his left waist, reappeared as if by magic from his right. The shadow of the Emperor changed in a thousand ways; though it seemed slow, it was actually faster than a thunderbolt—a world-shaking punch.

Hua Wuque and Hua Manlou exclaimed in unison. Judging by their expressions, it seemed to have nothing to do with them, but expressions could be faked, and Du Yiba would not be easily convinced.

At this moment, the Snow City could no longer hold out. Xue'er was being relentlessly entangled by two Great Emperor-level experts, while Shangguan Fei kept using his Flame Bow to snipe at the enemies in the fray. By now, the number of fallen had reached at least eight hundred, if not a thousand, and this was only the beginning.

When the tall, imposing figure in your heart one day says that he is no longer capable, will you not feel a deep, thick sense of sorrow?