Chapter 22

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But she had no strength left, not a bit of it; she only wished to fall asleep, hoping that when she awoke, none of this had ever happened, hoping she was still at the Xie family’s estate—if only.

Luo Yufei stepped back with his subordinates, ready to vanish into the woods. Yet Wang Ya activated his spiritual power with both hands, locking Mei Hanxia and Li Jin in midair. He laughed loudly and advanced slowly.

Wushuang belonged to Yang, which could generate Wood and guarded the west. Xiuwu was associated with Fire and secured the south. Xuanguang represented Earth and protected the north.

Upon hearing this, Wang Yi’s smile widened, dazzling and sharp, tinged with a deep irony.

Jingang, ever attentive, smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth, shielding Gao Chunyu’s face with one hand, allowing Feifei to change clothes in the innermost room before turning away.

With one hand extended, he summoned dark energy; a ghostly claw formed from the chilling wind, reaching out to seize the Eternal Sword that was entangled with the Soul-Chasing Dagger.

Liang Chen instinctively frowned. Huyang Shanglu’s resilience was always reliable, and in this decisive championship match, he shouldn’t have made such a mistake by any measure.

“You know,” Jin Che started but was abruptly interrupted by several hard knocks from Cheng Yan, wincing in pain and grimacing.

Leaving her by the wall was already a relief, but fate was cruel; he happened to see the white jade bracelet on Yan Ruojiu’s wrist—the one he had specially gifted to Yan Ruolan.

Spitting blood, Sun Qi stared at Fang Tian in shock, more astonished than when Lin Yu broke his leg.

Mo Lin and I went to the jewelry store to pick up the pendant; surprisingly, only a third of the stone remained. Looks like it can be saved for a new friend in the future.

Of course, the greater necessity was to find the one who had twisted the gods of heaven into evil—that was the ultimate goal. Destroying paradise held no meaning.

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If a new Fire God were to emerge in Europe, it would only be born from faith, not from ancient divine bloodlines.

Acheng was momentarily speechless. Xiaoshan stepped forward to comfort him with a pat on the shoulder, then handed Lin Kexin a prescription.

“I thought you were fighting inside,” Ran Ling’er said seriously. Lin Xue nodded in agreement.

“It’s been three months since the last clash. If what you fear is true, then it’s about to arrive!” Yin Bao’er’s heart trembled as she grasped the gravity of the situation.

Xiaoshan’s heart tightened upon hearing this. This was not how Hou Yuanshan had promised him: within a month, they broke through Andong and Tonghua and pushed straight toward Linjiang. Xiaoshan felt uneasy but maintained a smile as he looked at Du Yuming.

“No, there are more than a hundred people in four classes. Only about thirty interns are with our company; another twenty have secured internships elsewhere. Among the rest, some are preparing for postgraduate exams or civil service tests; about thirty to forty remain unplaced,” Ding Jiao counted on her fingers.

At that moment, Li Song realized that the Ice Crystal Phoenix had been mistreated by its wind-attributed host, so its loyalty was not high.

Only Fiona from our side had seen it, but she refused to say anything. Whenever the topic arose, her eyes filled with terror and hatred, yet she never spoke.

Before Danny could finish, I felt Rilard’s footsteps pause. When I looked up, he had composed himself and walked on as if nothing had happened.

The clamor rose and fell, people whispered incessantly, but no one uttered any discordant words this time.

“Gege, you’ve had too much to drink!” Mei Mo, having tidied the bed, turned to see Leng Yu forcefully pouring wine and frowned slightly in warning.

But it would have been better without the irritating stares nearby. Huan Luo glanced warily around, unlike the half-joking, half-appreciative looks from before; this unknown gaze made him uncomfortable all over, eager to escape it.

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For example, sword cultivators who comprehend the sword path possess semi-divine abilities. Martial artists adept in palm techniques who understand the palm path also achieve semi-divine powers.

A sword light suddenly shot out with a sharp sound against the Taiji diagram, then vanished. Li Ning calmly withdrew his hand, and the Taiji symbol on his chest also disappeared.

Though ruthlessly used and discarded by the Kunlun Immortal Sect, in the midst of hardship, he witnessed the true feelings of Elder Xing and Feng Bailu.

Vivian died—I had long known this day would come, and it was because she cared for me too much that she met this fate.

“If anyone suffers more than me, I haven’t met them,” Long Hao’s expression was unreadable as he grasped the Heavenly Scar Broken Sword.

“Sigh, I wish I could meet a comic artist like Teacher Wang Shu,” one editor said to another after the meeting.

Qiao Shan and Wu Yu, seeing this scene, exchanged glances and quietly slipped out of Qiao Jingmo’s west chamber.

With Yan Hu’s stern command, the momentum of the intruders instantly weakened, even leaving them momentarily stunned.

Many guests were drawn to her zither music, and upon seeing her appearance, they were utterly captivated.