Chapter 112: Sitting and Discussing the Way

The segment that required the most words was Liu Dehua’s, who received the loudest applause and cheers, followed closely by the “National Grandfather” Ge You.

She thought, at twenty-five, she could handle these matters well, but she had overestimated herself. Now it seemed that aside from singing and dancing, she was good for nothing else.

Though burdens of injustice and debt were unsightly, they symbolized a kind of grievance and punishment—and were long-lasting. Typically, people with such fates were tough and would not easily perish.

More than a month later, the group arrived safely and smoothly at Jinyang City. No further accidents occurred on the road. After parting ways with Captain Ling Yan, they returned to Xiaoyao Valley.

Those words left Inspector Jian Bianmu at a loss for how to respond—whether to say he was one of the Heavenly Dao disciples, or that he was the missing shadow from her past life, or perhaps their story was also incomplete.

After safely escorting Ye Chen home, Shen Jiaqi, dressed in a nightgown, climbed into the carriage ready to pull herself out, only to be suddenly dragged back inside.

“Ha ha, truly heart-stirring! A feeling of floating and transcending! Heh heh.” Princess Changsun’s voice carried a faint sadness and a hint of disappointment.

Originally, he intended to personally drive them back, but fearing that too much attentiveness might irritate the King of Daxia, he chose to only escort them to the doorstep.

Lin Fan’s heart pounded violently; he gasped wildly, unable to maintain the breath control techniques within his heart method. His lungs felt ready to burst, and with each breath, a bloody taste filled his throat and windpipe.

Then, an awkward silence fell, broken only by the sounds of the television and noises drifting from the kitchen.

This was Zhuo Bihai’s third strike—he had only attacked three times from start to finish: a feint, a real blow, and a finger twist. By seizing just one finger, he shattered Nong Han’s entire combat capability.

Ye Yu and the others strode along a golden avenue, as if ascending the nine heavens, entering a mysterious realm where mists swirled and fierce winds howled.

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Imagine, the protagonist of such an entertaining affair was sitting beside her now, completely unaware and looking foolish—how could she not be distracted, how could she concentrate?

The shining black bead filled Yu Chenxi’s heart with joy. He stole a glance at the snake-shaped mark in his palm, noticing the red glow on the mark was even stronger now.

The hotel Li Yi and his companions booked was not far from the seaside, and since it was off-season, they would not encounter the crowded beaches typical of peak travel times, making it suitable for some leisure.

By now, Yu Shan knew he was truly trapped here. Though no venomous snakes or wild beasts attacked, the endless sea of sand before him was even more despairing.

“Feiyang, what are you thinking about?” At some unknown moment, Shangguan Ziyun had come to his side, her jade hand resting on the railing, head tilted, a concerned expression on her delicate face.

He had known the VIP negotiation room was on the second floor from the start; upon climbing up, he found it indeed a perfect place for discussions.

“So, a single raw stone appreciated fivefold in value?” Calculating the price, Yu Shan was a bit startled—it was truly a huge profit.

Fueled by his fiery rage, he scorched the northern lands of the Western Continent, forcing the reclusive divine beast, the Fire Qilin, out of its hidden forest to its death.

Moreover, Zhao Abao herself felt guilty; whether psychological or real, ever since hearing the name Meng Changsheng from Ma Yuming and his son, she could not help but think of him, which made her feel uneasy in front of Ma Yuming.

Chuchu watched nearby and said, “Brother Mo Yu, Dou Dou is fine, just has a fever. Once the fever breaks, she’ll be okay!” Watching on, Chuchu felt sympathy.

Lu Changfeng worried about Wei Yang and also about Xiao Wan, but the only one he did not worry about was Li Yunhao. From the moment Li Yunhao took away those guards, he sensed it was definitely related to Xiao Wan.

Back in the brothel, he had seen all kinds of villains. Lin Chuxia was nothing more than a princess who spent her days acting haughty.

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Having gathered together drinking over this period, his prestige had also risen. The crowd grew silent, all eyes fixed on him.

“I just returned from the inner courtyard with a few helpers—senior brothers and sisters from Seven Star Tower and Nine Nether Tower,” Qi Xuanyi introduced them. The inner and outer courtyards were far apart, and with demon cultivators lurking, any inner courtyard cultivator arriving would certainly face ambush.

Before losing consciousness, she had fought Li Yuanhao, coughing up much black sand-stained blood—a scene she clearly remembered. But now, she felt her blood boiling fiercely, unlike before. This was not the damp chill in her bones, but the passionate surging of hot blood.

Yet, given the situation, he had to conclude that Li Yunlin’s actions were impulsive and unplanned. People often do irrational things when driven by impulse; this was what he feared most.

The elder masters possessed profound understanding of martial skills and agility, and were numerous. Could they match the Nine-Reverse Dragon Emperor?

Fu Caiyi looked at Meng Changsheng incredulously. She hadn’t expected him to know her identity so clearly, and even less could she understand why, knowing all this, he still chose to save her. Did he not realize how dangerous it was to rescue her now?

Fortunately, soul masters below the second great perfection were not terrifying to her. Even if they wielded magical artifacts, she was unafraid—if fists failed, she could call nearby spirit beasts to assist. She only wondered if her opponents had allies.

Because even if they killed them, none expected that Lin Fan had also offended the Purple Sky Sect.

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