Chapter 23

"Daddy, I’m disconnecting now. Good luck! We’ll be waiting for you at the exit at six o’clock tomorrow morning!" Feng Xinci said, abruptly cutting the connection.

Ji Yuting felt utterly betrayed. She could no longer share the joy of her companion’s success; instead, she felt an ever-growing distance between herself and Lu Yaoyao. Her friend had achieved fame behind her back.

"You’re a big girl now, why all the sniveling? Isn’t it annoying?" Before Feng Ling’er could finish her sentence, Feng Qiye interrupted in a cold voice. Though his tone sounded harsh, the underlying affection was clear to anyone.

Chen Xiuyuan had initiated contact today, which meant he must be missing her. If she were to be just a little bit more proactive later, they might finally cross that line.

But if that happened, Gu Lian would likely be mistaken by Mrs. Bao for some kind of madam.

Yang Zaixing closed his eyes and began to regulate his breath. Da Niu, however, could not calm his mind so easily; he was still pondering the meaning behind Jiranzi’s words. Suddenly, another thought struck him.

The castle before him looked ancient, seemingly neglected and untended for years, with moss covering the outer walls.

Yu Zhongqing was still in seclusion. He did not disturb him; even though he desperately wanted to share his thoughts with his dear friend, he did not want to interrupt the other’s cultivation.

Leng Yue looked at Feng Yuan calmly and asked, "And then?" She knew there was more to his words than what he had said.

"I have no need to return to the Ning family. In my eyes, being a member of the Ning family is nothing to be proud of," Ning Xiao stated.

The incantation, combined with a series of hand seals, erupted into a powerful aura that instantly condensed in the air, forming a massive, dark green seal.

Chaos, disorder, and restlessness followed the emergence of leaders in various regions, leading to the creation of many collaborative zones.

Breaking out of the Nine Palaces Formation from the inside was extremely difficult, as its primary purpose was containment. That was why, despite the blood corpse’s immense power, it could not break through the formation for the time being.

***

With the series of explosions on the front line serving as a distraction, the offensive of the Ming army pursuing the Third Army’s soldiers seemed—perhaps it was just an illusion—to weaken significantly. By the time Kong Youde and his men had force-marched over thirty miles and left the bulk of the Ming pursuit behind, the day had already passed noon.

Since the nanny was living with the eldest uncle’s family, they took care of her morning and evening. During the day, Yue Fu’s family left Zhao Lan in charge. Naturally, Yang Tao came to look after her, the third aunt had already left, so her husband, the third uncle, would certainly come for her family, and the fourth uncle’s household was covered by the fourth aunt.

"You are such a fool!" Xinxia stomped her foot in frustration, followed by another, louder growl from her stomach.

The young wandering samurai hid in the dark corner of the chicken coop. By a stroke of luck, he discovered a pit in the coop just large enough for him to crouch in.

Cheng Tianjiao lowered his head to give instructions to Bilbo. This once invincible Great Shaman was now nothing more than an undead creature with his soul imprisoned, having no choice but to obey Cheng Tianjiao’s orders. If Cheng Tianjiao told him to perform like a dog lifting its leg to pee, he would have to do it, even if he couldn't actually produce anything.

Olina’s voice rang out again, this time accompanied by an intangible, mysterious ripple. The ripple instantly swept over all eight Silver-Winged Guards. The next moment, the "Phoenix Twin Blades" in their hands fell involuntarily, leaving them without even the slightest ability to resist.

Seeing that Luo Yangyang was even guarding against him, August softened his tone, trying to coax her.

The United States was not their territory. Although they had cooperated with the locals there, it was merely a partnership after all.

"Yes, but the Demon Lord sent some things over. Luoxin has recorded them all and put them away." Shang Wei handed the scroll of letters from her sleeve to Guihua. Being thorough in her duties was something she had kept in mind for years.

But these reporters were not so easily fooled. They were convinced Wang Mengqian had not left, and they believed even more firmly that he was together with Xi Xi. So, they waited patiently in front of the door, unyielding despite the biting cold of the winter night.

The bedroom lamp cast a soft glow, making Lin Wenxuan’s cheeks appear even more flushed. She looked more beautiful than usual, much like a Sleeping Beauty from a fairy tale.

It was a pity that Ge Zhen swam toward the target without a second thought. To Jason, it looked like a suicidal act, even though he understood why the man was doing it.

Zhao Qichen exhaled softly. Su Xinrui had promised him she would no longer obstruct the matter; he assumed there wouldn't be any problems.

***

Though she was anxious inside, her face remained stoic, and her tone of voice was perfectly steady and devoid of waves.

Overall, however, having pretty clothes to wear and good food to eat so she wouldn't go hungry was enough to make her happy.

The demon heard the angel’s words but ignored them—not out of fear, but simply because he couldn't be bothered. The mutual hatred and disgust between the God race and the Demon race had been going on for a long time.

"You’re mistaken about that. The two chances you had to kill Bai Ye were matters of fortune, a variable, not a fixed outcome," Old Wang corrected him.

Having said this, Xiang Feifan flicked his sleeve, and the Demon Lord’s gaze was instantly shattered, followed by a surging wave of evil energy.

Not to mention the deities who were still in slumber, even when awake, if it wanted to push away the giant boulder pressing down on it, it would have to simultaneously push the rocks stacked on top of that boulder.

Hearing Li Xiu’er say this, everyone felt much more balanced and returned to their own tasks.

Looking further, there were three more cards. Their effects were far superior to the previous three, but the requirements for using them were also much higher.

"I didn't expect there to be a few more fellows like me! Are you all here for..." The Mewtwo from Cinnabar Island looked meaningfully at these creatures, who had emerged from who knew where. It was full of self-confidence, viewing itself as the center of everything.

The most important thing for a cultivator is their primordial spirit and soul. It was precisely because of this that the Hunyuan Sect stood as one of the Five Sects and Three Schools of the Qianyi World. Once the golden light appeared, everyone felt dizzy and bloated, and a sense of panic uncontrollably surged from the depths of their hearts.

"Second Elder, please calm your anger. We cannot entirely blame them for this; after all, the Young Master has his own schedule, and we cannot monitor him every second of the day," the kind-faced old man chuckled.