Volume One, Chapter 49: So What Then?

While Shen Jingshu and Wen Li were embroiled in a fierce argument, Wen Yang arrived with Grandpa Wen. Grandpa Wen angrily scolded Shen Jingshu, “What are you two shouting about?” It was as if blaming her for failing to properly teach her daughter, unable to resolve even such a trivial matter.

Zhong Shan returned to Old Master Wu’s guest room, donned a full set of designer clothes, admired himself for a while, and then, bored out of his mind, lay down to sleep. Little did he know, just as he was drifting off, chaos erupted at WH.

At the same time, Wang Yu had basically confirmed that the ancient queen insect they were facing was not its true form! This insect body might be an energy projection created by the ancient queen insect, or perhaps composed of some other substance.

“You’ve already lost your memory. Even if I told you who I am, you wouldn’t remember. You’re destined to become an unjustly dead soul,” a voice echoed above the stone cave.

Compared to the insects and monsters, the only advantage humanity now had was intelligence; they could only rely on their wits to resist the invaders.

“Huh? Even Zhao Xiyang turned his head. Why is that clumsy bear staring at me so fixedly? Does she really want to see me naked?” Although his belt had long been undone, An Weichen’s hand couldn’t leave his waist. Standing completely naked in front of the clumsy bear... he dared not.

When Emperor Kangxi awoke again, it was two days later. Upon waking, he summoned the key Manchu and Han ministers consecutively, then ordered the Ministry of Rites to immediately begin preparations for the new emperor’s enthronement ceremony. Afterward, the imperial carriage returned to the Forbidden City.

The man at the door let out a shout and collapsed to the ground. Liang Shaopeng stood up stiffly, took deliberate steps toward the entrance. The man at the door screamed in fright, scrambled to his feet, and fled. Footsteps echoed down the corridor like a desperate escape.

Only Xuanyuan Ye and Ouyang Suzuki appeared indifferent, seemingly certain that Shangguan Feng’s painting would be even more astonishing. Naturally, she did not disappoint, casting a charming smile at Xuanyuan Ye.

“What? You think last time you just got lucky, and that you’re better than me, this old man?” Old Wan chuckled.

“Of course I felt it! Didn’t you feel your mind buzzing, molecules unusually active, and consciousness extraordinarily clear?” Xie Yi looked at Fu Xin as if he were a fool.

Xiao Suxue got her wish and smoothly moved into the Zhan family residence. During this time, she no longer had to worry about Zhan Nianbei killing her.

Every time she woke up in a cold sweat, she dared not imagine what would have happened if she had truly jumped that day.

“What about Han Feng? I remember I asked him earlier. He said, compared to Hades of the Underworld Hall, it’s a fifty-fifty chance,” Chen Ping said.

The hall fell silent immediately. All eyes fixed on Su Chen; some were puzzled, others surprised.

“Who?!” Chen Xiang clearly hadn’t expected that using his ability would only make the enemy more convinced of his talent and power, making them even more ravenous.

Besides, the mountain was fun, with many butterflies and flowers. He could catch some to bring back.

Thus, Fu Xin gradually shifted the form of his spiritual energy—from a staff to a blade, then to nails, and finally to needles—carefully cleansing the impurities bit by bit without damaging the azure entity.

“You only start to understand when I get close and prepare to break through,” Lin Yumeng said seriously, warning him.

The black orb floated slowly toward Xi Fang, but before reaching him, it collided with Hao Yimo’s protective shield.

Immediately, he displayed a calm smile, waved his hand, and shot a handful of silver needles that pierced the rampaging seafood creatures, rendering them immobile.

Of course, many people hadn’t fled. Among them, some broke the mall’s glass, pried open shop doors, and looted freely, doing as they pleased.