Chapter 38: Grade-A Red, Terror in the Ancient Castle (5)

The sky was dark. It was exactly like the night before, with only a faint glimmer of moonlight.

Huo Zhiye asked, "Is it always going to be like this?"

"Who knows?" Sheng Mo replied. "I haven't participated in a Red Zone mission before, so I don't really understand the rules of the Red Zone."

The rules of the Red Zone. Xu Yiliu looked at the bright candle lamps on the walls of the ancient castle. Yellow mission zones required special conditions to trigger attacks from things other than pollutants.

Three years ago, she and Tong Jiawei had gotten along well at first, but later, after Chengcheng was born, the conflicts between them grew more frequent.

In her previous life, she had never heard of Rong Jin being poisoned. So, what was going on now?

Qiu Jinghao’s body stiffened, and she slowly sat down on the chair by the bed. Mu Jingshan’s subsequent words caught her completely off guard.

Prompted by his remark, Qiao Ze suddenly pulled back his gaze. He pursed his lips and, without a word, conducted a careful investigation, his expression showing a flicker of surprise.

"What do you intend to do?" Ye Qinghan gently took Su An’nuan’s hand and kissed it.

"Very well." The stone-cutting master nodded, though he seemed somewhat surprised by Su Xiaoxiao’s request.

This sentence was a devastating blow to Quan Yurong. Lu Qi had emphasized the word "wife" heavily, intending to force Quan Yurong to truly realize her status.

Yun Xiao looked at the man opposite her in surprise, her eyes lowered. She hadn’t expected him to be so considerate. She thanked him without reservation. Once they had all left, she and Chun Lan changed into new clothes; returning in such blood-stained garments would surely throw the Yun residence into chaos.

Qiao Ze pursed his lips and put the undergarment on her directly. His eyes were calm, without a ripple, making Ran Qi feel that her constant blushing was just her overthinking things.

This time, the auxiliary item was quite useful: three wish pouches. Aside from being unable to complete missions directly or grant requests that were immoral or harmful, any wish could be fulfilled.

Mo Shenggu raised his hand, and a golden flame instantly appeared. He stepped forward and seized the primordial spirit of the Three Thousand Star Flame, then channeled his spirit-refining fire to envelop the silver-purple flicker of flame.

Gu Nianxi watched her panting, her cheeks still flushed—likely from running too fast.

Li Chen and Qin Wan, who had already left, did not know that Dr. Dai could show such a helpless expression; had they known, they probably would have just laughed it off.

If he wasn't going to eat it, why play with her like this? Fortunately, it didn't get in her hair, otherwise she would have to wash it all over again. What a nuisance.

"Sister Shuang, I know you have money. Could you lend me some? Once your second uncle has money, I promise to pay you back with interest!" Mu Dazhong said.

"Fine, fine, you'll have it." Mo Shenggu turned no one away. As for when he would actually give it, that was his own business.

Now, without Di Yelong around and without the strange gazes of others, she could weep to her heart’s content.

"Shanshan, I discovered something." Xue Jingxue pushed the door open and walked in. Skipping any pleasantries, she sat down directly across from Qin Shan and spoke. That discovery made her feel incredibly indignant, and she was in urgent need of someone to listen.

However, things went against her wishes. Wang Xiuting, who felt she had been humiliated the day before, learned that morning that Wang Yizong had actually spent the night at the Qingyou Pavilion. Combined with the cold, stern look Wang Yizong had just cast upon Lady Lin and herself, Wang Xiuting felt that everything was caused by Wang Xiuying.

Under these circumstances, Jiang Ziya had no choice but to seek help from Kunlun Mountain. However, the twelve golden immortals of the Chan Sect were currently focused on restoring their own cultivation and could not offer any assistance in the short term.

A sudden sense of relief washed over the Guangxu Emperor. With these twenty-three battalions of elite troops, plus the reinforcements of Nie Shicheng and Tang Renlian, the military strength around the Shanhai Pass had reached nearly thirty battalions.

She stirred up countless waves. Previously, she had been probing with her divine sense, but now she intended to investigate in person. However, given how vast the Yunmeng Marsh was, she feared it would take a significant amount of time.