26 Containing Warmth

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Time passed slowly. At first, Yu Yan was extremely vigilant, but as time went on, no more strange occurrences took place; it seemed as if Wu You had vanished, no longer existing in this world.
At this moment, the yin energy within Shangguan Xin'er’s body had reached its limit, and due to this excess, her internal yang energy had been completely extinguished, which presented a grave problem.
"Hehe, of course others can’t live there. But I am different, naturally. My elder sister is in charge of the entire Fuluan Heavenly Forest, so of course I can stay there," Ling Ning said to Chu Ling as she walked.
General Xin secretly rejoiced. Daisy’s true qi was severely depleted, and once her offensive grew weak and sluggish, he was seventy percent certain he could execute a desperate counter-kill.
Before Xie Chen could charge out, the Freezing Talisman sensed the changes in the earth's spiritual energy beneath the ground; it instantly froze the soil beneath Guan Lengyan’s feet.
"Who else wishes to seek justice for their ancestors?" Chu Ling’s gaze, calm to the point of indifference, slowly swept across the crowd. Everyone touched by his eyes trembled violently, then lowered their heads in haste, not daring to meet his gaze.
Qian Jiangyue was about to continue his questioning when his ears caught an unusual, crisp sound—like the pulling of a ring pin.
Furthermore, Wei Suyao’s master had only agreed to the marriage out of necessity and could not offer heartfelt blessings for her beloved disciple’s wedding; for Wei Suyao, it would not be an exaggeration to call herself an unfilial student.
Inside Aisha’s carriage, Hali had changed her clothes and was keeping Aisha company, offering comfort. However, Aisha kept her head turned, leaning against the window and gazing outside, lost in thought about what had just occurred.
They were only able to cross the River of Life and Death because they had benefited from the Beast Sect’s protection; had they attempted to cross it alone, the only possible outcome would have been the total annihilation of their forces.
"Alright, then I’ll be going... The weather is a bit cold these days, so dress warmly." Ming Fan hesitated, his words catching in his throat. Remembering the kiss Yu Manchun had given him at the fireworks display, his face began to flush red again.

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Xiang Mei rose and performed a deep bow, taking from her sleeve the bamboo slip inscribed with the "Tiger Biting Elephant" painting, which had been sent from the Hu'an Palace.
Olivia watched the expressionless Tu Shu, seemingly realizing something; she stopped wasting words and immediately put distance between them. Although she possessed defensive measures, close-quarters combat was far too disadvantageous for a mage.
"I once told you to your face that I would make the person who killed my uncle... wish he were dead." Wang Fei’s expression remained blank as she stared intently at Ming Fan. Ming Fan struggled to breathe, and each labored gasp gave Wang Fei a sense of satisfaction she had never felt before.
Shi Xiaofeng was both surprised and delighted. "You really are attentive," he said, quickly unfolding the note to see what was written on it.
Yet, it had nearly caused a catastrophe! This Lan Yu kept acting on his own time and again; it was simply incorrigible! No, this matter had to be addressed at its root. Bai Jian decided to have a talk with Ivan.
Besides a bed, the room contained only a simple wooden chair. Additionally, there was a rope stretched between two points on the walls, hung with what appeared to be spare clothing.
Ye Zhen was startled. The eerie atmosphere was strange; his mother had been taken away a long time ago, and his father had passed away—could there be ghosts involved? Ye Zhen did not believe in ghosts. He kicked the door open, and the dilapidated frame could not withstand the force, falling apart.
Before officially entering the dog farm, there was a parking lot where a surprisingly large number of luxury cars were parked, along with several military vehicles. It seemed this was not an easy target to bully.
"You mean Old Tu? No, don't use him. He’s been decent to me." Ye Zhen shook his head, disagreeing with what Bai Long had suggested.
"Why go to a disco? I'm so tired. Let’s just hurry to the hotel and get some rest," a girl said in a delicate voice.
Could it be the effect of that divine sword? The monstrous youth watched Mo Yun hunting down his subordinates, gnashing his teeth in fury.

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Qi Tianhai leaned on a cane as he walked downstairs. Qi Qingjun followed behind with his son, Qi Jianguo, the eldest son of Qi Xuejiao. He was not as old as the Republic, but he carried the same vigorous and imposing style as the men of the Qi family.
"Boss, should we also transfer the accounts from the winery over here? I can manage the daily expenses, but the bookkeeping still requires someone sent by you," Sun Zhengping proposed.
A fragrant breeze drifted by. Looking at Zheng Qing’s smiling, charming face, Chen Wanrong felt as if he were bathed in a spring breeze. He stepped forward to meet her: "If you hadn't come, you would have finished all the work. Thank you!" The two shared a common language, so they quickly shed their initial reserve and began chatting back and forth.
"I don’t know, but I can be certain that he doesn’t truly care about the survival of the human race. He helps the humans only so they don’t perish too prematurely. When the time comes that he needs something, he will certainly show no mercy," the Soul-Splitting Demon Emperor shook his head and said coldly.
"This kind of matter is not something we can decide. All I can do is report the situation upward. If there is an opportunity in the future, we can retaliate against his schemes. As for the rest, we will wait for those above to decide," Ye Zhan replied indifferently.
"Haha, brother, you’re amazing! I feel like I’m filled with power now!" Hong Lin stopped the state of enhancement, felt the strength in his body, and said excitedly.
Most peculiar was the centipede, which bore six wings on its back—three pairs of transparent, dragonfly-like wings. Its entire body exuded black mist, and a distinct red mark ran along its spine from head to tail. More than a hundred legs lined its sides, claws moving and scratching at the nearly vertical cliff face, rumbling as it slithered upward like a black dragon.