Chapter Ninety-Four: Gathering Strength for the Moment

Chapter 94: Gathering Strength

Ye Rulong and the others looked utterly bewildered. The great battle was about to erupt at any moment—yet now, you want to use the restroom? What if you get constipated? By the time you’re finished, the fight might be over!

But there was no arguing with Shi Bai, their master. His word was law. Ye Rulong took a deep breath and said, “Very well, we’ll go ahead. Master, please catch up as soon as you can.”

“Alright,” Shi Bai replied, hanging up the phone.

“Haha, that’s because Huihui already has someone in her heart!” Liu Li teased from the side.

Huang Junyao leaned against a rock, resting. “Huang Junyao, don’t lean like that, it’ll only make you colder,” someone scolded. The stone was as icy as the snow outside; leaning against it only made the chill worse.

After a while, her hand paused as she stroked the cat, Jo Two. Frowning, she looked down at the creature.

Those with higher cultivation felt nothing, but the lesser ghost cultivators all dropped to their knees, heads bowed, not daring to look up.

By that point, whether it was the cavalry on the left or right flank, their battles should have been long concluded. But he placed no hope in their return. Even if they had won, after a whole day of fierce fighting, their horses would be exhausted, their soldiers likely collapsed from fatigue.

After saying this, one of the burly men reached out and grabbed Xu Qingya’s delicate arm.

“Yes, yes, I’ll listen to my master, I won’t laugh, I won’t,” the Demon-Summoning Sword finally steadied itself.

“So, Lord Yongji has set a fine example this time. Come, brothers, let’s raise a glass in his honor!” Yang De declared solemnly.

After speaking, Xiao Xiao leaned back in her chair, watching Jing Pei without a trace of lingering fear from her previous words.

The moment his words fell, he struck out with his foot as if ten thousand horses were stampeding, kicking directly at the base of the bronze golem.

Seeing this, Lei Ming felt as if his heart had caught fire. He raced toward the source of the lightning; the thunder was like a beacon, guiding them out of the Tower of Genesis and the realm of darkness.

At that moment, Mo Shaohang had just finished showering and was drying his hair. The moment he picked up the phone and heard the news, he was so startled that he tossed his towel aside.

Qu Ran was now certain: Dan Yuyang had come prepared. He wanted everything the Dan family owned, to take over the Dan Corporation? Keep dreaming.

Such a heart-stopping battle left them so shaken, so thrilled, they were momentarily speechless.

Even if they found their own parents, it was impossible to find Ding Zhiqin, and even more impossible to use her as a bargaining chip.

Yan Ruoyi was in high spirits. At last, she could be discharged from the hospital. Her son was well, and the doctor said as long as they returned for regular checkups, everything would be fine.

He arrived in China with money in hand, spending lavishly, even becoming one of the wealthiest local tycoons. The thought was enough to make them gnash their teeth in frustration.

Guo Hao pressed forward, his mind churning with suspicion. Something felt off, but he couldn’t quite put his finger on what, leaving him restless.

Although the mine had shut down, the 3D cinema was still open—not many people, but a few remained.

Perhaps from the pain, Yan Shuangyi’s brows were knitted tight. The light in the examination room was harsh and pale, making her face look even more ashen.

To the naked eye, the moves of Xingyi Boxing were a hundred times more complex than Bagua Palm. Most importantly, it incorporated a great deal of kicking techniques.

According to Li Chenzhou, among all spiritual beings, ghosts were the easiest to deal with. Even an ordinary Taoist, with just a few years of cultivation, could recite a few spells and draw a few talismans to cause harm to a spirit.

Although Chen Yang did nothing that day, if he hadn’t switched sides, no matter how bold they were, they wouldn’t have dared to betray him.

He brought his money to China, spent it recklessly, and became one of the most prominent local magnates—enough to make them grind their teeth in fury.

Guo Hao moved forward, his mind unsettled. He couldn’t shake the feeling that something was wrong, but he simply couldn’t figure out what, leaving him frustrated.

Though the mine vehicles had stopped, the 3D cinema was still running. There weren’t many people, but some lingered.

Perhaps it was the pain, but Yan Shuangyi’s brow remained tightly furrowed. The stark white light in the examination room only made her pallor more pronounced.

Visibly, the techniques of Xingyi Boxing were far more intricate than Bagua Palm, and, crucially, there were many more kicking maneuvers integrated within.

According to Li Chenzhou, among all the supernatural beings, ghosts were the simplest to deal with. Even an average Taoist, with only a few years of cultivation, could recite some incantations and draw a few talismans to inflict harm upon a spirit.

Although Chen Yang had done nothing, had he not defected that day, even if they had a thousand times the courage, they would never have dared to double-cross him.