Chapter 60: Easy to Persuade, The Vampire Father Who Spoils His Child

However, even though Yulian spoke in such a way, Yuwei seemed not to hear him at all, selectively ignoring the words he did not wish to acknowledge.

“Yuwei.”

He smiled gently, looking at her with affection, and continued speaking as if nothing had happened.

“Don’t say things you don’t mean. Rest assured, I will find a way to turn you into one of the blood clan.”

To be fair, Yulian, as a member of the blood clan, was strikingly handsome, with a hint of wickedness about him.

In the small town of Jiajia,

The demigod Wanfa Hu found the forest’s dust no longer useful and planned to spend some time consolidating his foundation before leaving the Lake of Magic.

Though she was now injured, one could still see her, bathed in moonlight, her face blushing shyly. She was graceful, her skin as white as snow, her eyes as clear as the sky.

He slowly placed her hand upon her chest, letting her feel the lively beating of her heart. Lowering his head, he gently touched her nose with his own—a most intimate gesture that made Xiao He uneasy.

“Why are you so worked up, brother? I was just saying. Come on, let’s order. I’m already starving,” Zhang Dong grinned, pushing the menu toward Tian Erzhuang.

Tang He rubbed his sore shoulders, looking quite fatigued, perhaps from being woken too early by Tang Gui that morning, or maybe from some exhausting task he had worked on late into the night.

Mo Xing could vaguely sense Motian’s presence, yet he could not see him. Even with the Divine Eye, he found nothing, which only made him more curious. Meanwhile, he also spotted Ling Qingshan, but decided to leave him be for now—treasure hunting was more important.

Though Chen Yu had previously been Sun Hu’s captain and instructor, their close ages made them get along exceptionally well, almost like real brothers.

Sharon simply took a mouthful of porridge and leaned over, pressing her lips to his, forcibly feeding him the porridge.

When Zhang Dong treated Huang Hongyi, the first thing he did was cleanse the toxins from his body. The previous session had already accomplished this, yet upon checking his pulse just now, he discovered the toxins had returned. This made Zhang Dong suspect that perhaps someone closest to Huang Hongyi had been poisoning him.

As for Sun Yisheng, he had come with Chen Yu and naturally could not leave when Chen Yu might be in danger.

Lin Ge managed to deal with two of them smoothly, while the remaining one was slain by the combined efforts of Lian Yun and his companions.

Without money, not only would the recently subdued Ming soldiers fall apart, but even the veteran Eighth Battalion units he had brought from Xi’an would splinter. Only the old camp’s Eighth Battalion could be fully trusted and relied upon.

Yet there are no secrets that last forever. The peace talks between the two nations had already been underway for some time, so it was no surprise that Yi Sun-shin had heard something of it.

With the power of the Marquis of Dingguo’s household, protecting Jinxiu would not be impossible. If they registered Jinxiu under the marquisate’s holdings, neither Qiao Jinwen’s life nor death would greatly affect it. But if that happened, the Qiao family’s assets would ultimately become the marquisate’s, and their entire trip would have been in vain.

“It’s only been two or three days, and your memory is already failing you?” Jun Wuyou sneered coldly.

In ancient times, some Daoist cultivators would improve their powers by seizing the inner cores of demon clans. These inner cores were refined within their own bodies as natural alchemical furnaces, storing precious cultivation within.

All at once, a thick golden pillar of fire, as wide as a bucket, shot from the tip of Hua Jian’s staff, striking Yang Ji like a speeding train.

Qiao Yunxi’s thoughts drifted far, her gaze lingering with Duanmu Qing’s a little longer than usual.

Now that the Upper Domain had lost its ladder to the Immortal Realm, it was a loss too heavy for its people to bear.

“What’s going on? Did the Stone Gate detoxify me?” Lin Ge wondered chaotically, but soon dismissed such an absurd idea.