Chapter 29: Recruitment Advertisement

Fu Yuan suddenly sat up from the bed, the lingering sense of loss and melancholy from her dream weighing heavily on her. It took her quite some time to suppress that feeling forcefully.

The dream had been too vivid. For a moment, immersed within it, she found herself slipping into a state of dazed confusion.

Before long, her stomach began to growl again, hunger crashing over her like a rising tide.

She shuffled toward the refrigerator in her slippers and reached out to open the door, only to find the snacks inside had already...

Sun Yu noticed her naive and somewhat ignorant demeanor—she seemed even less worldly than himself—yet in certain matters, she was remarkably shrewd. He simply could not fathom what was truly going on with her.

Meanwhile, Guang Chengzi and his companion had just left when King Zhou turned back and saw Daji in such a state. His heart seemed to be torn out. He immediately ordered the execution of all the on-duty guards and commanded a nationwide search for a healer to save Daji, utterly flustered and forgetting the duties of court.

“Alright, you may leave now,” he said, and with a casual gesture, a powerful gust of energy surged forth. The three slender, frail figures were lifted by the wind and swept out of the room, flying backwards through the door.

As for You Tian, daring to enter the healing phase of the magical source in the face of a great enemy, he would now be unable to wield magic for at least a month or two.

The announcement made it clear to You Tian: the Spirit of the World was dead. The reason it was still visible was due to the soul of the mirror image. After three months, when the mirror’s original soul vanished, the energy within would be completely extinguished.

After a moment of silence, Xiumier finally called out, “Anier, stop fighting, come back!” Hearing this, Anier slammed a hammer down hard on Haji. The loud clang echoed as their forms finally separated.

He held me tightly; the steady rhythm of his breathing stirred a complex response within me. I dared not guess his expression at this moment but slowly reached out to grasp the corner of his garment.

He didn’t know how much longer his rigid arms could hold on. Regardless, he had to persevere. Falling now would be nothing short of a miracle. His weakened body gradually defied his will, numb arms began to tremble, the ache tormenting him so severely that he would rather fall to his death than endure it any longer.

***

Chen Nai Mo furrowed his brows again. Facing two men this time gave him a headache; he had hoped to have some private fun with just one.

By evening, the gloomy sky that had hung over the day began to let snowflakes drift down—the first snow of the New Year. Xiao Han gazed out the car window at the dense flakes, reminded of a popular song from another time and place.

The snow kept falling softly. Lin Yiyi looked up at the sky. Under the puzzled gaze of the gatekeeper, she walked down the mountain.

“I’m telling you, whether you take this film or not, it doesn’t matter. I’ve already read the script—it’s pretty good,” Anna said with no hint of negotiation, as if simply informing him.

When Madam Qin removed Qin Feifei’s clothes and, as Mu Han requested, asked her to lie on the bed, she deliberately turned to glance at Mu Han.

Ning Yang was very capable. Upon hearing that all guests’ expenses for the evening were halved, many who had planned to leave found places to sit again.

“Hua Qianmo, how dare you deliberately ignore me and make me apologize to Ao Tian!” Yun Ze gritted his teeth, staring fiercely at Xuanyuan Zimo and demanding an answer.

“Lucifer! Lucifer, come out! You liar!” Lilith leapt into the sea of clouds, a timely cloud catching her fall. Yet her mind was preoccupied with not finding Lucifer, oblivious to the fact that someone was manipulating the clouds to catch her.

“Great-grandfather, Youyou is back!” Before even seeing Zhu Yuan, Mo Tianyou’s clear voice had already carried over. Then, light as a swallow, she flew swiftly to him.

“The Third Army isn’t a regular force, so there’s no need to worry about many things,” Murong Yanxing said simply when Ye Wanhe remained silent, offering some comforting words.

“Let’s go find our parents!” Helian Ming smiled, ruffling Mo Tianyou’s hair before leaping up to sit astride the black dragon’s back.

“Brother Ouyang, so that dream I had before was fake? In reality, was I just going through withdrawal?” Tong Tong asked.

***

“This ship likely sank around 1840,” Xiang Yang said expressionlessly as he returned outside the cabin. He picked up a bronze globe without looking back and began swimming toward the surface. As for the sinful items in the crates, he intended to leave them buried forever beneath the sea.

Though Xiang Yang couldn’t mine the ore deposits himself, selling this information would still earn him a handsome profit.

The entire Buddhist sect was located atop a mountain that was not particularly high but spanned a vast area. The scenery was breathtaking—rivers and mountains, flowers and trees—all exuding a unique aura of the Dao.

Now, Sun Shang still stood silently at a corner of the square, watching the others’ performances.

She was only mid-stage in the Sea Realm’s second level, but Zhong Wu’s powerful aura pressed down on her, making her feel immense pressure with no chance of victory.

For twenty years, the two nations had seen no war. The new ruler of Shen Kingdom upheld this policy solely to ensure the people’s peaceful farming and herding, unwilling to let the two nations fall into enmity.

Ye Yuan’s face was earnest and sincere. Everyone present stopped their earlier laughter and scrutinized the young man before them, sensing something different.

Before stepping out, Fang Zeyu trembled slightly, frowning as he stared at the semi-transparent gauzy dress she wore. It was undeniably beautiful, but the faintly revealing nature seemed to stir unwarranted temptation.

“Don’t worry, it’s all set. We’ve contacted the tourism companies in Dragon City and neighboring cities. They’re all heavily promoting the event, especially in Dragon City, where nearly all public bulletin boards have been rented by me just for this occasion,” Li Chao explained.

Upon hearing this, both men showed surprise. This burly, coarse-looking man dressed as a chef was also a cultivator. When he had called them fellow cultivators before, they thought it was just politeness but now realized he was truly one of them.