Chapter 24

Indeed, the battle between the two was earth-shattering, far more brutal than Zhou Hannan’s whipping with thorns. Standing by the window, she watched with a furrowed brow, forced to feign composure and calm in front of A-Wang.

She had classes in the morning, only sending him a status update around 10:00 AM to inform him that she would be in class until noon.

"Hmph! Do these Rune Clans really take us for meat served on a platter?" the Star-Shattering God Emperor squinted and sneered.

Mo Yitian had actually run through the entire house—upstairs, downstairs, and the backyard—never expecting to find her bathing here.

"Do you have a guest? Then I’ll head down first," Jian Man said, looking at the man sitting on the sofa, dressed in a black suit and a white shirt, impeccably neat.

These traps included natural ones formed over the years in the primeval forest, as well as various snares and bear traps set by hunters. Such traps were powerful enough to snap a person’s leg if stepped on.

Since no one ate them, no one sold mitten crabs. However, because An Zeyi was particularly fond of fish, he was on good terms with Ke Sai, the fishmonger he frequently visited. This time, he had asked Uncle Ke Sai to help him catch the crabs.

They had eventually changed locations to a private room on the fourth floor of the Golden Diamond Peak’s bustling magic show hall. The resting area on the third floor separated them from the performance area on the second, offering a quiet sanctuary within the chaos—a worldly peace that was difficult for those who thought they could cover the sky with one hand to disturb.

Qu Nishang was a master of music and a veteran of the world. Yet, after seeing her once at the Fashion Festival, she knew exactly what would be the best gift to offer her.

"Mommy, what is it?" Not having heard anything from her mother yesterday, Ye Ning rubbed her eyes and sat up in bed, still looking sleepy and clutching her quilt.

Yun Hui tugged at her sleeve and whispered, "The Fourth Master is preoccupied with official business and has his own troubles. Household matters can wait until he has leisure. Besides, the truth has come to light, and Li Yilin deserves her fate." With that, she pulled Yirui toward the exit.

This time, she was not dressed in the academy uniform of the Alchemy Institute, but in a light green, mist-silk floral skirt. Her shoulders were as if carved, her waist as supple as silk, her skin like congealed fat, and her aura as faint as an orchid.

Jing Yulong took the phone, watched the video, and listened to the sounds of "Yes, yes, yes" coming from it. His face grew increasingly grim, and by the end, his eyes were bloodshot.

Another hour passed, and another stone chamber appeared, still blocked by a heavy stone door. Qingqing pushed the door open with difficulty, revealing a stone table in the center laden with several treasures.

A person she had not seen in a long time emerged in her mind; the elegant figure and the words spoken near the capital’s gate remained vivid in her memory.

Seeing the officials unable to reach an agreement, Li Longji pondered for a long time, waved his hand to postpone the discussion until the next day, and announced the end of the morning court session.

Even with the protection of the Phantom Flow Kite, she still felt a powerful force and was knocked back a step.

"Put the gun down, otherwise your friend will lose his life," Xing Tianyu said to Jian Feiyu, though he found it somewhat odd; it felt like the kind of line only a villain in a movie would say.

"I have already learned the method. I will take out the Demon-Subduing Mirror now to restore your power and appearance," Yu Weiyan said, then pulled the mirror from her bosom.

In the eyes of everyone, Xing Lian was just a good-for-nothing. Although she looked like a model student, she was at best labeled as an incredibly ordinary pupil.

Xiling Yue’s blue eyes glanced at her briefly. He said nothing, tucked her leg back into the quilt, but did not leave, as if listening for the rest of her story.

After a click, the shaking stopped instantly. It was calm again. Wang Dabao did not know what had happened, but he was certain he hadn't misheard. Yet, in the blink of an eye, everything returned to normal. Was it just an illusion?

"I understand, but that is what keeps appearing in my mind!" Lin Jiachun said, tears welling in her eyes.

"Tell me the benefits first; if there’s nothing in it for me, I’m not doing it," Wang Linfeng started clowning around again, oblivious to the gravity of the situation.

Tang Youyou had wanted to refuse, but if the information was discovered by the four parties, it might be better if she were the one to present it. After a moment of hesitation, she agreed.

"Alright then! I’ll have someone take you back and tell your grandmother that I’m staying here tonight," Elder Huang nodded. He knew his grandson’s capabilities; this ragdoll might have some special properties. There were some things he wouldn't say here, at least. Since these things were in his hands, there was no rush.

Ye Hua explained the situation to everyone. The Flying Sword Immortal expressed that he wanted to join, naturally to spar with Xiao Rulan. Ye Hua could not agree to this; since Xiao Rulan was summoning him to the command center, it was official business. Bringing the Flying Sword Immortal along to spar at such a time would only cause trouble.

Li Yaojie looked at the dishes, his stomach growling. He wondered if the masked man Lin Jiachun mentioned could be the killer, and if he could find clues from him.

The phrase "treating a thief as a mother" caused both Ling He and the First Madam to tremble, a deep fear creeping into their hearts. The First Madam realized then how ignorant she had been. With things as they were, her priority should be to secure her status in the Feng household, not to beg the master to help the Wang family pull strings.

Undead Constitution: The character’s race changes to Undead, possessing all the traits and weaknesses of an undead creature.

I woke up the next day feeling dazed. For once, my eyes weren't very swollen. I applied a bit of powder to my face and headed back to the company.

According to Ruvik’s plan, he would brazenly kill His Majesty the Emperor during this banquet under the gaze of countless eyes, using it as a provocation to the person in charge of this planet, so that he would be forced to seek him out.

I stared at those words until my eyes felt strained, then looked away, glancing at the pile of things he had bought. In a fit of impulse, I wanted to throw it all out the window, but in the end, I felt too pathetic to waste the money he had spent.

In truth, Mo Xi hitting Shen Hanluo was indeed to stop Yin Ruojun from being angry with him, but this had nothing to do with which side Mo Xi was on, contrary to what Yin Ruojun thought. Mo Xi hadn't even considered the question of which side to take; she was only thinking about completing the mission her master had assigned.