37 Miraculous

When he snapped out of his daze, Jin Zhengyu realized he was already standing at the exit of the private club.

Yan Jiuxiao, standing to one side, was also somewhat uncertain; the crux of the matter was that the red cross had been far too misleading.

In the Southern Jing Continent, anyone who does not wish to be a "Righteous Practitioner" is likely suspicious, which is why Xun Yi had added the phrase "I just formed my Golden Core not long ago" to his response.

Liancheng Yaochi carried Rong Yan directly into the bathroom. He picked up her toothbrush and applied toothpaste for her; he had intended to brush her teeth himself, but was stopped by Rong Yan.

Low, ancient-sounding, and peculiar tones emanated from the mountaintop, as if thousands of people were chanting in prayer, bowing, and kowtowing.

Yun Shuang frowned, feeling that something was amiss. She suspected this was no coincidence, yet she could not discern whether the party was truly seeking them out.

"Remember, you are never to step foot on Earth again, nor are you to appear before me. This is your final warning!" Chen Fan said in a deep voice. He would not kill him.

"Tianchen, you are likely not yet well-acquainted with the other five ancient clans. How about this? We shall arrange for someone to accompany you," Emperor Xuanyuan said with a relaxed smile.

"If I find out who it is, I will certainly dig them out." Clearly, the young woman was also displeased.

"Seize him first, we can divide the rest later!" someone shouted angrily, launching an attack at Chen Fan.

A large chunk of flesh had been torn from the boy’s shoulder by a velociraptor, exposing the white bone underneath. The blood flowing from the wound had soaked through most of his clothes, draining the color from his handsome face until he looked like a corpse.

He had never intended to investigate everything about Shen Shu previously, believing that since they were husband and wife, there were some things best left unknown; it would not be good to pry too deeply.

Only his younger brother, Zhaohua, could maintain the stability of his spiritual form, having been sealed within a shard of the Heavenly Phoenix Jade.

"This game is too treacherous; I think I shall stay out of it." Fiora smiled faintly. She believed the Laurent family’s economic strength would allow them to endure the coming years, and only then might she have the appetite to dismantle this so-called game.

When the two came downstairs, there were already people sitting on the sofa; it seemed they were not the only ones feeling agitated.

After Fiora walked away, the others followed, slightly stunned. Clearly, they had not expected Fiora to say such a thing, yet the words left them deeply moved.

When the lawyer mentioned that they would get no money even if they went to court and provided several examples, he successfully discouraged the two from pursuing the matter further.

The spiderweb, unable to bear the weight, finally shattered. Fiora, Chizuru, and the silent Riven fell toward the ground together. Fortunately, they were not far from the floor, and in the next second, all three landed.

However, the fact that Sheng Shaoxuan could say such a thing suggested two possibilities: first, that he had perhaps completely given up on her; second, that even in letting her go, he still protected her as if she were family.

The moment Tang Si landed, he whispered news of her mother’s condition to Fiora in a haunting voice, then instantly transformed into a crimson blur, returning the way he had come.

Ye Zihan’s mind was filled with questions. If the other party could kill those assassins without leaving a trace, why not simply target her? If they had truly moved against her, Ye Zihan admitted that her chances of dodging would be less than one percent.

What is the point of being given a title? It is merely a hollow reputation. One possesses no real power and cannot actually accomplish anything.

Looking at the young man before me—the boy who had accompanied me through my entire pale and listless youth, the boy who had given me a reckless first love—he had transformed into the towering, tree-like figure he was today.

Huang Simin’s words exploded in my mind over and over. I realized then that Zhang Minglang’s company was in trouble; he was truly beset on all sides, and I, aside from adding to the chaos, could do nothing to help. I should have listened to Zhou Peiling; I should have stayed far away from him.

That day, I did not know how Ye Xing left my home; I only knew that until he was gone, my mind remained in a daze.

I slowly walked up the stairs step by step, my hand on the banister, each footfall feeling as heavy as if it were landing on my own heart.

Hatched in a hundred days, turned to dust in a single evening; though one may love to feign death and leap toward the end, it cannot erase the sting of true humiliation.

The two fellows trapped in the formation also tried to follow Luo Gong’s guidance, naturally sinking deeper into the mire.

These two old men likely saw that they had few days left to live; rather than waiting bitterly for death, they decided to make one desperate effort, which led to the quest for the treasure.

The twilight light filtered through the gaps in the carriage curtains, falling upon the half-closed eyes of Nanny Qin and Huamei.

He did not believe that the six sects, having already devised an open strategy, would bother to set an underhanded trap; that would be redundant.

Su Xiazhi did not call him "Old Master An" but "Old Mr. An," out of respect for Min Lansheng’s side of the family; it was proper and fitting.

"Because I was injured today, I think he is worried about me." In truth, Yin Yumou did not know what it was; perhaps there really was a strange feeling buried deep in her heart.

When doing such things, having more people is not necessarily a bad thing. Young people are full of "yang" energy; gathering them together has a clear effect on suppressing ghosts and spirits. It is precisely because of this that at least half of the schools in China are built on old burial grounds.

I immediately caught the hint and pulled out the stack of high-denomination bills Big Mouth had just given me, peeling one off and slapping it onto the counter.