Chapter 66: Ye Feng Sets Out to Rescue

Inside the abandoned old factory in the eastern part of the city, Su Manman sat with her back against another chair, while Su Yiyi was tied up in hers. Su Yiyi, bound to the chair, wore only pajamas, her hair still a little disheveled. In front of her stood Yue Feng and the Black Widow.

“This time, make sure it’s the right person. Remember to transfer the money to my account,” the Black Widow said, perching on the table without the slightest trace of disdain.

“Violet Lightning Whip.” Lu Tianlong was unhurried, his hands shifting through intricate seals. A point of violet light shot from his palm. With a thunderous roar, the violet light rose into the air, suddenly transforming into a bolt of purple lightning that crashed down, twisting and darting like a serpentine electric spirit. In an instant, it dissolved the nine blades of light into nothingness.

Hearing this, the young lord began to understand. It was a peculiar sensation, both vague and piercingly clear—something he could neither express nor forget, as if it had been branded into his heart.

It was as if the entire map had been refreshed. If Night Sacrifice were here, he would certainly attempt to redo everything he had done before, to see whether everything might replay itself once more.

They usually targeted girls from poor families, since in many cases, the aftermath could be settled with money. After all, these parents had little wealth or power; if money wasn’t enough, a little intimidation would likely force their compliance.

The master of the Third Moon Hall, unable to bear it, sighed. “All I can tell you is that it’s a kind of poison—the most passionate, yet the most heartless poison in the world. You should never have come in contact with it… What should you do now?” As she spoke, her eyelids shimmered, crystalline in the soft light.

Lu Tianming took a deep breath. Though exhaustion crept over him, he dared not linger. Once steady, he once more channeled the Primordial Heavenly Sovereign Technique to escape.

From what Chi Xiao and Mu Feng had said, it was not hard to infer that the former Demon Sovereign still lived, merely trapped somewhere. The young lord's rise was certainly not the result the previous Demon Sovereign wanted. If the current Demon Sovereign were to disappear, the young lord might well end up discarded once his usefulness was gone—which was hardly the outcome he desired.

Suddenly, Night Sacrifice realized—when he’d returned to the dormitory for a noon nap earlier, had he actually seen any dorm manager? The entire building had only a simple elevator leading up to the dorms—there was no dorm manager at all.

His opponent’s talisman was obviously extraordinary, and now he’d even used some ridiculous spell. If he didn’t run now, when would he?

“What’s going on with you?” Night Sacrifice thought for a moment, then simply voiced some of his doubts.

When Jiang’s mother went to look for Jiang He, he was sitting in front of the computer, looking at something colorful—part charts, part lines—something Jiang’s mother simply couldn’t make sense of.

Deng Yuanbo was especially warm toward Zhang Yi, inviting him into the tearoom where he and Deng Shentong entertained their guest together.

Also, he found no sense of accomplishment with his third junior brother. That fellow ate gruel and Buddha Jumps Over the Wall soup with equal indifference; his only requirement for food was that it kept him alive.

Besides, he liked men—and the wrong man at that. Even if he told Lianqiao and the others, what good would it do?

Such a vast place—Wan Qiu always thought perhaps her parents must be the head of an entire village to have such a huge home.

Now, Xi Hongrui was the strongest ally; to dislodge her was harder than scaling the heavens. Pleasing her, on the other hand, was much easier and far more profitable.

Shen He was incapable of doing what Qi Zhuoyun could—such deadly things. After all, he’d grown up in peace and comfort. He could understand what Qi Zhuoyun needed to do, but to do the same himself? That was impossible.

He was a two-star Battle Academy student. Above him were three-star and four-star Battle Academy, and higher still were one- to four-star Battle Generals. Above them all was the Battle Commander—the rank that belonged to Ye Chen.