Chapter 26: Petty-Minded

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"Ghoul... Murong Wei..." At this moment, Wang Jiahao's telepathic link had lost its effectiveness as he could no longer see the other party.

"All right, I'll be out in a moment!" Luo Chen donned the signature robes of the Qianyuan Sect, composed himself, and followed Xiao Lingyun and the others out the door.

The River God hummed in acknowledgment and then said, "That is the crux of the problem. To kill the three-headed python, one must devise a way to weaken its regenerative abilities or prevent it from regrowing heads after they are severed. Only then can it be truly destroyed."

Jin Zhi felt a wave of emotion as she looked at Nie Chuhong. Sensing her gaze, he offered her a faint smile. Ying Hanshi’s eyes also betrayed a flicker of being moved, though he remained silent and composed.

I thought to myself, "Holy crap, is that guy actually coming back?" Honestly, hearing the news that my brother was returning made me incredibly hyped. Of course, this isn't anything weird; we’re just brothers who have been through life and death together.

He leaped into the air, his body soaring forward four or five meters before beginning his descent, landing precisely upon the fallen log.

The armored figure holding a halberd nodded and said, "General, do you remember that back in the day, you and Guan Yunchang were equally renowned across the world? He was titled the God of War, and you were titled the God of Battle—do you recall?"

"Yin Ce." He Qijian suddenly turned solemn. He sat cross-legged, straightened his posture, and looked at me with such a grave expression that I felt a shiver run down my spine, sensing that something troublesome was about to happen.

Watching Hu Deqing sign the document, Tian Chujie felt a surge of wild joy. Hadn't he endured for years just for this very moment?

"Honey, if you want to help her, just give her a few thousand. Bringing her back home like this—what if something goes wrong?" Li Shiqi asked from the side.

Like a child, Cao Yan felt as blissful as if he had eaten candy simply from a few words of understanding from Cao Yan.

After surviving the unpredictable storms of life, everyone could finally set their minds at ease. Their world had finally returned to a state of calm and tranquility.

But... is it really true that as long as you run with all your might, you can find your place and discover that humble, pathetic shred of hope that belongs to you? Standing before the gates of the amusement park, I suddenly stopped. Looking at the bright smiles on the faces of the passersby, I felt timid and uneasy.

The third round would decide a life—a living, breathing human life. Regardless of who wins or loses, someone will have to pay the price. How helpless life can be.

"I..." I blinked, my heart complex and heavy. A feeling of chest tightness surged, accompanied by a dull ache.

As we were preparing to head out, Su Qingcheng suddenly tapped his forehead, saying he forgot something, and told me to wait for him. Seeing him in such a hurried state for the first time, I couldn't help but chuckle. After waiting for quite a while without him returning, I boredly tugged at my sleeves and began admiring the paintings hanging in the corridor.

Ye Zhen sighed inwardly; if the First Prince were to ascend the throne in the future, the Empress's situation would surely become extremely difficult.

When the Prince of Qi arrived at the spot where he had just encountered the Yin-Yang Duo, he came to a sudden halt. The once arrogant Yin-Yang Duo were now in tatters, their clothes rags, leaning listlessly against a large tree with blood staining the corners of their mouths.

Seeing him about to take a step forward, I quickly stepped up and hooked my left hand through his right arm, meeting his gaze with a smile. Without anyone else noticing, I raised my eyebrows at him, then moved my lips, feigning gentleness on the surface.

The black-clad men hiding nearby were stunned, seeing Cao Ge show such gentleness for the first time in their lives.

Little did they know, Hu Tianheng’s soul had already dissipated; even if they brought him back, he could no longer be saved.

Bishop Harry frowned slightly, thinking to himself: "This Zalit is truly boorish. With a tenth-level Barbarian God warrior dead here, it will be hard to explain back home. Better to shift the responsibility onto him."

Wei Shaoyun was used to being beaten, so a blow or two meant nothing to him anymore. He happily grabbed Helian Rong’s hand and led her into the manor. Back at Listening Rain Pavilion, Bi Liu beamed with joy to see them return holding hands and hurried to help Helian Rong freshen up and change.

Even now that the Fang clan of the East Lin Kingdom was wiped out, Fang Cui did not truly want to let others benefit.

However, since the "Origin Primordial" had bewitched Delaka into wearing it on his head, it naturally had ways to deal with such situations.

Not long after Yao Hongyi and his group moved out of the Tianyu Palace, Zhang Gujin led a carefully selected group of fellow disciples to join the grand army counterattacking the West Qin Star. Half a month later, the counterattack force, consisting of tens of thousands of cultivators, set off in a grand procession, surging with killing intent toward the West Qin Star, four light-years away.

"There is no day like today." He whispered this into my ear. Feeling puzzled, I looked at him, and he smiled toward Jun Linhe, who was standing beside me, carefully observing the newlyweds paying respects to the gods.

Truth be told, he hadn't been in contact with Pang Xu much lately, and he didn't know what had happened. Liu Junhao was very confused, but he didn't let it show on his face, instead hurriedly changing the subject.

"Divinity begins with the path of the mage!" This will was deeply carved into the hearts of every mage in the City of Saints that day, becoming a firm belief, almost a religion, in the depths of these free mages' souls, urging generation after generation of mages to pursue the truth like moths to a flame.

Although at first Hu Sande had reservations about the marriage because Yu Jin had suddenly transformed from Miss Yu into the Princess Royal, after the guidance of Hu Hansan and Hu Sha, and hearing the shifting rumors that Yu Jin might enter a political marriage with the State of Qi, Hu Sande became depressed and dissatisfied.

As long as you lose the match, no matter how well you perform, people will always find an angle to criticize you; it’s just a matter of degree.

This wave was initiated by Tian Ye's Rakan; this hero's ability to start a fight is simply too strong.

After entering the Nine Dragon God-Slaying Tomb, though Tang Xin could not greet every single lingering soul, his smile brought warmth to everything.

"You don't need to ask who I am. I only ask if you want to become someone truly powerful, someone capable of traversing the entire Cloud Heaven Continent," the man in green robes said.

"Mr. Lin Yi, may I ask if you are ready to take the stage?" The staff member saw that Lin Yi had recovered and moved to lead him onto the stage.

Ran Fei had been skeptical when he heard this, but upon seeing the eunuchs actually bring the items, he finally believed the Prince of Qi and let out a sigh of relief.

Inside the Yin-Yang Cave, it was pitch black. Tang Xin quietly shared the passage of time with Zi'er. He would keep his promise, and Zi'er could clearly perceive the change in time upon her.