Chapter 43

Next came the tense cooking session. This time, Gu Jiaying ended up making quite a few blunders, fretting over the mantis shrimp for a long time before finally deciding on what dish to make.

He had a lot on his mind. If he could modify the communicator to transmit signals using the energy of the demon realm, it would be simply perfect.

What greeted him was a streak of blinding light. Before he even had time to react, the formidable impact had already sent him flying backward.

Previously, his grandfather had personally instructed him not to provoke Su Jincheng, describing the young man as dark-hearted, ruthless, and destined for extraordinary things in the future.

After zoning out for about fifteen minutes, Jiang Li came back to her senses. The sound of typing echoed in her ears, and when she turned her head, she saw Jian Rongting sitting nearby, while Yan Ling was nowhere to be seen.

The translucent flower floated quietly in mid-air, behaving just like a living creature. Upon seeing the arrival of Feng Aoyue, it slowly spun around her like a butterfly dancing through the ice and snow.

The problem, however, was that she was not in Haicheng right now, and Li Qingqing was away shooting in goodness knows what remote mountain valley—there was no way her reach could extend all the way here.

Qiong Lin took a silent, deep breath, stepping closer with every movement. Her eyes instantly locked onto Wu Zihao on the hospital bed, staring at that slightly melancholic and aged face.

There was a hint of boasting in Wu Zihao's words; even the headmaster would not dare to make such a claim lightly. However, speaking them here clearly established his stance.

Hearing this, the purple-robed youth could only swallow the fate handed down to him with deep reluctance. He stepped back and watched as Xu Chuan walked into the temple.

The chemical reaction of love works this way: after a night of decomposition and synthesis, it fills a person's mood with extraordinary joy the next day. You feel neither hungry nor full; a cold will cure itself, and both your spirit and body grow healthier and healthier. This is the charm of love, and the vibrant physical health of those in love is simply the result of hormones at work.

"Take you with me?" Lin Feng's face flushed slightly. In this day and age, surely the Lazy Monk wouldn't have secretly arranged a betrothal for him, would he?

After all, such a formidable fierce beast—while fine if it remained loyal to them—would spell absolute disaster if it harbored any duplicitous intentions. Who knew? Before it even had a chance to annihilate the Spirit Spring Mansion, they might suffer a backlash from it first.

Faced with Bian Bi'an's outrageous invitation—in stark contrast to Meng Wuxie, whose face immediately turned beet red—Shadowless's smile only grew even more brilliant.

Some things had changed while others remained the same. Cynthia City was as clean as ever; even with an ever-growing influx of tourists visiting the place, the entire city remained immaculate. From time to time, locals leading exotic insects could be seen passing by.

Su Xin was in a dilemma now. He did not want to return to the Crystal Tower, because once he stepped inside again, it would be tantamount to giving this fierce beast another opportunity to catch a turtle in a jar.

Shortly after, Wang Yan also cast a regretful glance at Bian Bi'an and hurried off to catch up with her good friends.

The oasis was only one kilometer in circumference, and the lake in the middle was as blue as a gemstone, looking unimaginably beautiful—a true miracle carved by heaven and earth.

"Who is willing to be a slave, who is willing to be a beast of burden? The fires of humanity have ignited across the whole of Europe..." Professor Shi began to sing The Song at Midnight.

Hiraga Seiya stared at the mudslide-covered mountain and worried endlessly. Fearing he might provoke Li Ruhai, he had not dared to let the helicopter land directly on the peak, but with the mountain lacking even a path and covered in thick mud, how were they to get up there?

As for that fellow Gongzi Jiayue—if not for her sheer luck and tenacity, she probably wouldn't have made it back today.

With a long sigh directed at the heavens, Li Li rubbed his aching forehead and thought carefully. In terms of closeness and familial ties, Wang Hua really ought to trust Wang Shouren a bit more.

Her clean skin was as crystal-clear and delicate as fresh snow under the sunlight, flawless and vulnerable to a touch. Slowly dripping water fell from her damp hair, and she had already removed the medicinal gauze that had been covering her eyes.

At a single glance, Li Li recognized that the fellow was a soldier seasoned in the chaos of military battle. As for why he appeared here... he must have been dispatched by someone else to act as a hired thug.

Chiyuki Mina felt a mixture of disappointment and relief. After all, marriage was a once-in-a-lifetime event for her, and sharing him with Satsuki meant she was bound to feel somewhat unwilling. Yet, if Li Ruhai were to simply abandon Satsuki, she would feel a sense of guilt and perceive him as devoid of human warmth.

Wu Chengyi's gaze shifted toward Lu Yu before him, only to see Lu Yu's eyes flashing with sharp brilliance and a stern look, exuding an intense and piercing aura.

That amounted to over one hundred and fifty thousand in interest—roughly fifty thousand in interest per day. Could anything possibly be more extortionate than this?

Originally, he had only intended to beat Hai Dafu up to vent his anger. Since Hai Dafu was asking for a thrashing, he had only himself to blame.

Although things had not yet boiled over, if someone were to pull strings and instigate trouble over this matter, it might genuinely spark widespread panic.

This scene appeared deeply tragic, almost too painful to look at, yet everyone present was utterly helpless to change it.

"Wake up." The guard's gruff voice failed to rouse the beggar boy. Instead, with a gentle push of the guard's palm, the boy's frail body was shoved straight off the bed and onto the floor.

Struggling fiercely to twist his body in mid-air in an attempt to dodge, he found it was already far too late.

Dashing at full speed until he reached a pyramid countless times larger than the Great Pyramid of Khufu, Lucien didn't bother searching for an entrance and simply set to work excavating, carving his way straight into the interior of the pyramid in one breath.

Near the Si hour, after Zhao Bailian uttered her final words of "I wish you good luck," Xu Yan, standing within the Lotus Sect's formation, knew that the spring hunt was finally about to begin.

He had clearly been standing right there the entire time, yet it felt as though he had stepped directly out of the void—much like the way Joseph had emerged from the darkness during the meeting that fateful night.

"However, perhaps I might still come to you for help with something in the future?" These words popped up unexpectedly, bringing a flicker of delight to the three elders, who hurriedly replied.