Chapter 39

The Yin-Yang Evasion technique allows the Impermanent Ones, Black and White, to traverse the realms of the living and the dead at will. Coupled with their lifelong experience in escorting souls and capturing ghosts, their investigative and tracking skills are truly second to none.

"That is a disciple of a hidden sect; watch your tongue," Mei Jian said, glancing toward the door as if fearful of being overheard.

Qin Jun wore a strange expression, nearly bursting into laughter. Through the ages, perhaps only Ji Qiankun would dare to address Kong Xuan in such a manner.

Even so, Ma Huai’s mangled body managed to sit up. His laughter was truly hideous, yet it served to express his current state of mind.

After another two days of travel, the middle-aged man remained remarkably well-behaved, making no further attempts to provoke Xiao Kuang.

Outside, Zhang Zhenkun and the others understood that they were to discuss matters not meant for outsiders, which was the reason for this action. He expressed his understanding, though others were confused and began to gossip among themselves.

The butler looked at the old man with a hint of amusement, and even the benevolent Master Zhang standing nearby felt that the old man before them was nothing more than a charlatan.

The souls and willpower of demonic beasts are weaker than those of humans, allowing for control of only about three seconds. This meant that if Lin Fan were to use his mental powers against a cultivator one level higher than himself, it would last at most a second, or perhaps even less.

As for Wang Yu, after crossing the finish line, he did not stop, but drove his Magotan straight toward the Crime of Love Club.

Currently, Xuan Dang is only at the Great Luo Origin Immortal cultivation level; it will likely be a long time before he can create the human race.

Moreover, even if they could afford it, no family would dare to manufacture one casually, as domain ships are imperial-controlled mystic weapons. Generally, only the Domain Master’s Mansion and top-tier sects within the domain have the authority to build and possess them.

Fortunately, this time he was clothed, no longer stark naked. The garments, much like his phoenix feathers, were elegant, magnificent, and exuded an air of nobility.

Zhou Miao was unsure of his feelings toward Zheng Yunlan, but she appeared in his life so frequently that she had become a regular presence, quite unlike the scenery one merely passes by.

The submersible used for the descent was a modified submarine mother ship. Although it was a modification, its armaments had not actually been removed.

On the 13th of every month, Zhou Wei would come to sit at the Burn Bar. While the significance of the 13th was unknown, he would come every time, even if he ordered nothing and drank nothing. He would simply rent a private room and sit inside alone.

Although Fourth Master Huang wanted to refuse, he knew deep down that he could not stay in the mortal realm forever.

Opening the crystal-clear glazed box, a high-grade Spirit Gathering Pill, shimmering with golden light, lay quietly inside, drawing the gaze and refusing to let it go.

On Bai Siyuan’s nightstand lay the diary he had once kept. He had not recorded many things within it, and the timeline was often fragmented, but he had written down every date that Sun Yingchen had been imprisoned. Like a self-torturer, he had carelessly scribbled down details about Sun Yingchen.

Enduring the numbness throughout his body, Ye Tianqi unleashed a powerful technique, a golden rain of threads falling from the sky to strike Ye Qing.

Lunch was at a Japanese restaurant. Cindy must have been a regular, as the staff’s enthusiasm upon her arrival was almost overwhelming. Sun Yingchen noted that while the decor was far from opulent, every piece of tableware seemed to arrogantly declare its own exorbitant value.

Hearing this, the reporter was stunned. Someone actually thought Wade was more formidable than the renowned "Peerless Duo"?

Ying Xing, Xi Haifeng, and Meng Tianyu were quite exhausted sitting in the car. Since leaving the Peony border checkpoint, they had been stuck in their seats for an entire afternoon without moving, their legs going numb several times.

"Is that so? Then I must go see. Come, lead the way." Zhang Yue felt a bit hungry after the battle.

"Bilu Valley, it’s this Bilu Valley again." Seeing the line of text on the pillar, the man in white held his sword, his expression icy. The monk in the pale yellow cassock also stared at the inscription, lost in thought, seemingly sensing that this matter was far from simple.

Zhao Qin’er said coldly, "You’ve been following for so long. What? Finally willing to show yourself?" The man replied, "It seems the spiritual sense of an Intent Cultivator is indeed sharp; you managed to discover me." His voice was hoarse and frigid, like claws scraping against glass, grating and irritating.

"Li’er, do not worry. Your master has his reasons for doing this! Return to your quarters and rest," Immortal Qin Miao said slowly, his tone calm yet unable to mask his inherent authority.

"It is quite boring, isn't it?" Shen Jinxing felt a flicker of annoyance, his peripheral vision catching Song Jinli’s radiant smile.

Shen Jinxing was busy handling affairs at his overseas company, where a partner's negligence had caused issues with their collaboration.

"A man must be able to say he can do it. Haven't you always wanted to start a chamber of commerce? You once joked that you would build the most powerful chamber of commerce in all the heavens, and that I would be the bravest warrior within it," Zhang Yue said to Zhou Jie with a smile.

"Since even his own son isn't so keen on revenge, why bother meddling? After all, that is their own family business," the white-haired man said calmly.

"I am packing my things; I plan to leave in three days," Hua Cheng said, handing her an oil-paper package.

However, just as Sun Yifan’s rhythm was disrupted, a flash of brilliance erupted from the bottom lane, which had previously been unremarkable.

Had he returned just to be met with such a shock? At that moment, the temperature of Tie Yunzhao’s body drained away, leaving only his frozen heart shivering in the cold wind.

How could Ling Xiquan miss the gazes cast their way from time to time? Yet, ignoring them, she tucked her long, loose hair behind her shoulders and stared at the smooth edge of the table, still dwelling on what had just occurred.

The child had striking features and was dressed slightly better than the average person. Upon seeing me and Zhan Dong, he offered a sweet smile that made one feel an immediate fondness for him.