Chapter 25: The Little Stray Cat in Heat

Deling gasped sharply, a faint murmur escaping her lips. It was a sound like a kitten’s mew, yet it only served to darken Ye Hongxiao’s eyes further.

Outside the flower trellis, Song Zigui’s footsteps grew steadily clearer.

Ye Hongxiao did not stop his hand; he even slid it slowly across her skin. Deling had no choice but to bury her face against his chest, looking up to plead in a breathy whisper, "Please, let me go... would you?"

...

Huang Xuanling had no time for second thoughts. With a flick of his long spear, it blossomed into a flurry of plum-blossom patterns, striking the swooping Night-Crying Eagle and sending it flying. The creature let out a series of wretched shrieks before plummeting to the ground, where it struggled for a few moments before falling still.

Almost reflexively, she curled her body into a ball, tucking herself completely under the quilt, leaving only her eyes exposed to watch Han Sheng with wariness.

With a thunderous crash, Long Aotian was struck in the waist by the Golden Monkey King’s staff. A sickening crunch echoed as his spine shattered, and his health bar, which had been over a hundred points, was instantly wiped clean.

The Earth Saint had never read in any historical texts that a Demonic Ghost Corpse could revert to the appearance of a normal human.

The thoughts of both the man and the fish were quite simple: to stay there for as long as possible and wait for Liu Pan’s return.

The return of the Ice Emperor allowed the fractured Northern Desolate Empire to gradually steer toward a better future. Within the imperial capital, the soldiers were overjoyed. Everything had returned to peace, and the war-torn Northern Desolate Empire seemed poised to regain its vitality.

Li Chao really didn't want to get out of bed, mostly because he had no desire to go on a blind date. But Han Jiaren seemed determined to succeed, and in the end, he had no choice but to begrudgingly climb out of bed.

Li Chao hadn't seen his father in a while. Since he had woken up from the car accident, his father had already returned to the country; after all, managing such a massive corporation kept him incredibly busy.

This was something they had never dared to imagine before, but today, Huang Xuanling had made it a reality for them.

After a moment’s thought, Liu Pan left Elder Lin’s pill furnace untouched and walked toward the one that looked much newer.

Zhang Qi’s hair was being pulled so hard that her bloodied scalp was clearly visible. As she struggled, Ling Silan increased the force, causing her to cry out in pain.

Regardless of whether the scandal was true or not, they were willing to bet that if they hyped it up, the resulting buzz would be unprecedentedly high.

It was fortunate that Yan Feisheng possessed the Divine King Vermilion Bird; otherwise, it would have been difficult to ensure everyone survived.

With that, Batman prepared to turn and leave the Batcave, less than five minutes after his return.

This stretch of water had become his sanctuary. Ford wanted to use human high-tech to domesticate the mermaid for aquatic performances, but the water was so corrosive that anything from the surface would be eaten away once submerged.

But so far, only the phantom-type monster had appeared. If that were the only type of energy-based creature in the entire secret realm, the realm would be far too monotonous.

A sharp, stinging sensation instantly flooded Francine’s entire body, followed by an irresistible, heavy drowsiness.

Back when he was defending Shanghai, he had deeply loathed these monsters, and many explorers had perished at their hands.

Yi Shen wanted to pay a little extra, as money held no real meaning to him, but the old woman refused to take a cent more. She said she hadn't seen him in a long time and that as long as he visited often, that was enough.

Naturally, the demonic cultivators of the Demon Palace were not limited to just these few; Yun Xiao encountered another group, all of whom were at the Nascent Soul stage.

"Wan'er!" Sixth Young Master Wei cried out in disbelief. It was already too late to deny Yun Xianru's identity; how could Wan'er admit to it! The others looked at Wei Wan'er with a mix of fury and anxiety.

"Damn it!" Ye Zhen cursed under his breath. Was the elevator not letting anyone out? Seeing the doors about to close, Ye Zhen stuck his foot out, and they slid open again. "Trouble calling out, I am Ye Zhen, Mr. Ye. Try saying my name." Ye Zhen did not believe that mentioning his name wouldn't grant him entry.