Chapter 45: Impossible

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Lu Jingyuan departed, escorted by another guard from the Grand Tutor’s residence who had accompanied Song Fu. Su Tang said to Song Fu, “Though my husband refuses to accept, we are still husband and wife, and we must not disgrace the honor of the Grand Tutor’s household. Leave this matter to me.” “Yes,” Song Fu replied promptly. Watching Song Fu leave, Su Tang quietly exhaled in relief—she had nearly lost the fifty gold pieces she was eighty percent certain to obtain. Li Qingtian closed the door, his eyes red from tears. It seemed the alcohol had taken hold; no one expected her to become so unruly after just one cup. Luo Qinghan had thought her condition was at least not so severe. Mai Zi stood with his head bowed, his mind in turmoil and his heart pounding fiercely. What should he do next? How was he to speak? Aunt Li had made warm winter clothes for Maibao, and when he worked late, it was neighbor Zhao who helped pick him up. With so many favors from neighbors, Mai Zi found it impossible to refuse. Yet, with a snap of Su Mian’s fingers, sword energy shot diagonally upward, piercing through the ice ceiling and flying off into the distance. Zhang Liang was naturally unaware; the person speaking to him was the rumored Heavenly Dog, pondering how to handle the silver token in his possession. With a leader at the helm, the once fearful and scattered rebels under Liu Gui’s army’s pressure suddenly found courage, rallying together. Some began turning the winch to lower the drawbridge, while others pushed to force open the city gates.

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They had never seen Li Yunmu, but judging from his imposing aura and the fact he single-handedly struck down Xiao Rongda—a genuine Immortal—causing him to cough up blood and fly backward, one could imagine how formidable he was. Yet, these few were not so simple; there was always a sense that a shadow stood behind them, directing their actions. To Lu Ling, those not fully assimilated were without consciousness and incapable of such deeds. Seeing An Ruo in discomfort, Lu Ling wanted to wake her but feared disturbing her sleep. When An Ruo’s expression grew increasingly odd and her hands began moving involuntarily, Lu Ling decided to rouse her. Meanwhile, Shen Yang left McGrady behind and entered the laboratory on the first floor, insisting that no one disturb him. With a sweeping palm, he struck a charging man, sending him flying backward to the ground. The strength of the demon clan was considerable in the cultivation world, united and fierce. If they allied with any faction, it would spell nightmare for the others. This rising status owed much to Hu Dongyuan. “Hey! Who the hell are you? What are you causing trouble for? Get out of here!” a man with a dragon tattoo on his upper body shouted rudely at Qin Feng. He had realized these people weren’t there to eat but to provoke trouble. A pile of silver coins was quickly stuffed into a pack, accompanied by a system notification: You picked up 39 silver. A fairly wealthy monster, though compared to the Wraith Knight, the Soul Nine Spirits were civilian-level adversaries. Danxin pressed her lips tightly, wanting to respond but hesitating for a moment; in that hesitation, the best moment to reply slipped away. “Alright, tomorrow I’ll accompany you,” Zeyan said, embracing her as they soared into the sea of spirit flowers, sitting lightly atop the blossoms. If they had already found Bai Zixiu’s whereabouts, whether alive or dead should have been settled by now. I nodded and said, “It’s possible. We should prepare. If true, we’ll lead the Moon Burial Alliance to join the fray. We cannot let the Divine Clan so easily claim this territory; it would be disastrous for our alliance’s development.” Under her gaze, though Ruo Li felt resistance inside, she showed no outward sign of it.

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“Are you hiding something from me, or is there trouble between Chunxi and Chunyi?” Lu Xianger pondered Huo Qingsong’s words, sensing something unusual. She lifted her head, looking at Huo Qingsong, eager to understand the hidden meaning. Others were also moved, recalling the place they had left hastily three years ago, now still thriving; they wondered how their old friends who remained were faring. It seemed as if Deweyro was summarizing recent battles or perhaps lamenting, his words tinged with melancholy. Yet Lt. Danzel, sitting beside him, knew these were simply Deweyro’s true feelings. They even discussed some points, leaving the Grand Prince of the Royal Residence greatly impressed by Wang Ming for the first time. Not long after arriving at the hospital to treat her, Chang Jing suddenly recalled something. Disregarding the doctor’s objections, she hobbled out and hurried home by taxi. The radio was broadcasting news of Yue Zhongyuan’s death exactly at that moment, detailing that the prime suspect, Yue Ming, remained at large, urging citizens to remain vigilant. Undeniably, luck played a part—when Xiye approached Luo Yi, he was in bat form, during which all his equipment was ineffective. This meant Xiye was effectively unarmed in bat form, with his gear only functioning in human form. With every crack sealed tightly, Ye Chenmeng finally collapsed to the ground, as if all her strength had been drained away. She only knew that the moment Leng Yifeng suddenly pushed open the door, she had run back as desperately as a hundred-meter sprint champion.