Chapter 25

Just as Dark Current intended to strike back, he found himself in an awkward predicament, having retracted the black mist he had been clashing with in the sky just moments before for the sake of caution.

City C was naturally humid, and the morning moisture was even heavier. Yu Youwei had not gone far before she felt the dew in the grass soaking her pant cuffs. Just as she moved to roll them up, she lost her balance and tumbled into the brush.

Xi Hua and Nong Ying immediately became fully alert, stepping forward to assist. Ever since the Imperial Consort had fallen into a coma, this was the Emperor’s second visit to the Yikun Palace.

"Dean Han, is something wrong with your health?" Even though she had already confirmed it with Wei Ran, Yu Youwei still wanted to ask for clarity.

If he had not come to this world and met Qingluo, and they had met on their own terms, Xi'er’s ruthless nature would have left no room for mercy.

With Gu Qingyi’s revelation, the guests finally saw the truth: the wealthy tycoon was actually the bride’s boss.

Before he could speak, Xiao Feng, the man who had targeted him during the previous meeting, suddenly charged over and struck him hard on the head with a heavy punch.

Just as the apprentices thought it was the end of the line, a single sentence from the boss made them quickly lift their heads.

Who on earth was trying to destroy her? Moreover, what she had said last night had come to pass today; the killer must have been at the scene and overheard her.

Leng Yunxin gave a profound smile. She loved seeing the expression on Jiang Muchen’s face—a look of deep-seated loathing, yet he was forced to remain under her control.

"Pointy-Head" had a coin in his hand at some point; the coin seemed enchanted, dancing between his five fingers like a loach, which was truly marvelous.

But since there were no factors forcing him to act at the moment, he would not move forward rashly.

Without a second thought, Ye Ji turned and ran toward the door. In the hallway, he could at least jump to escape, but in that room, he would truly be waiting for death.

"Go ahead," Fan Xiaoxi said softly. In any case, she figured she was already prepared to hear any bad news.

Her greatest concern was the poison in his body. Leng Moxia had said the toxin could not be purged and could only be controlled slowly through intimacy with her.

"Senior Artifact Spirit, since you told me not to refuse, what does this mean?" Lu Tianming asked, feeling somewhat confused and acting on instinct.

King Hao even roared and lunged forward immediately after speaking, unleashing a "Thunder Slash." Was he trying to take down Chu Tian to earn merit, or was he afraid that Chu Tian would foolishly see through his act and ruin his efforts?

"You are truly annoying; I’m not talking to you anymore!" Zhong Qing pouted, but she did not leave; it was merely talk.

Three months ago, the young man had crossed paths with the scar-faced man by chance. Driven by the pressure of survival, he had been forced to submit to the latter.

Taylor’s gloomy face looked as if it could wring out water! His voice, too, was like a cold current flowing from the depths of the Nine Abyss Valley, freezing to the bone.

The soft morning sunlight filtered through the silk curtains into the room. Jiang Hao sat upright on the bed, glancing sideways at the person beside him, who was breathing evenly, her fair arm bearing a tattoo shaped like a black tadpole.

"However, Brother Dong, you must understand my predicament. This time, I have to use your identity to accomplish certain things. If you are deeply suspicious of me, the problems will be very difficult to solve, and the series of consequences that follow are not a situation I wish to see."

"So I have to help her collect materials, is that it?" Leng Meng brandished her Black Sunder, splitting the Lizard Elder in front of her in two with a single blow. The red buff that had been circling the Lizard Elder transferred to Leng Meng.

"You will have no holidays and no Sundays from now on. You have essentially sold yourself. You realize this is more than just fifteen million that’s being waived, right?" Lu Bo Yan also put on a stern face, his tone sounding very severe.

"Illusion, you are truly formidable." I sighed inwardly. Just now, applying the power of illusion to Mu Bai’s soul caused his soul to collapse instantly; of course, there were limitations to this.

Would Ren Pindi blame Lin? No, of course not. Because he knew very well that Lin and Sakuya were no match for Yakumo Yukari. And in such a sensitive period, any abnormality from Sakuya and Lin might alert Yakumo Yukari. This was simply a matter of a vast difference in raw strength.

There were only four tables in the shop, and the innermost one was already occupied by three people. Lin Dong and Ji Jianming sat down at the outermost table.

Because of their manic nature, the group moved slowly, maintaining a tight guard. Ao Bai, however, was no longer worried. Knowing that the manic man had shown mercy, he guessed that the opponent didn't want to kill him at all, but merely wanted to test him.

Although Xu Fu was skilled in strategy, his chess game was poor. While Old Li the Lame was impulsive by nature, he was a master of chess. When the two played, Xu Fu rarely won. It was only after playing again years later that Old Li realized Xu Fu’s chess skills had improved significantly compared to before.

This time, Hao Jian stepped into the barren land under the scorching sun without looking back, leaving footprints with every step until he disappeared from the sight of Galon and Shixiao.

Mo Xun was still meditating with his eyes closed. Judging from his pale complexion and the fine beads of sweat on his forehead, he was still far from recovery.

The old man used the dagger in his hand to cut his apprentice’s tendons directly, then struck the apprentice’s face with an elbow, causing the taxi driver to immediately fall backward.

"That's not it. I was trapped in the void, and my oxygen ran out. A powerful aura was condensed around you, and I just wanted to borrow a breath from you. I was calling for help, but you couldn't understand me. I kissed you to cast a language spell on you, but you..." She bit her lower lip, her eyes filled with grievance.

The Ye family was even more direct. One Yang Yunchai was enough to intimidate the Duke of Jing’s mansion, to the extent that during the morning court, the Duke of Jing and the Second Master Ye remained very quiet. Unless Emperor Yong’an addressed them, the father and son simply acted as if they were invisible.

Having said this, Li Long summoned his warhorse and returned to the workshop of the Mechanical Engineering Association to manufacture fuel.