38 At Ease and Following One's Heart

However, under the iron-fisted rule of Ye Yange, the Yin-Walkers have remained well-behaved over the years, committing no atrocities that would incite the wrath of gods or men, allowing a state of peaceful coexistence between the righteous and the unorthodox paths.

Ning Weiran put her full strength into that kick, her lips curling slightly as she proceeded to kick him repeatedly in a frenzy, as if purely to vent her rage, beating him as if she meant to kill.

In truth, she had no idea what she should do, but if this were the only way to change Shi Cheng’s perception of her, she would exhaust every possible means.

With just a single "Eternal Heart" diamond necklace, he had easily brought her to heel; now, she was at his beck and call.

Unexpectedly, Yi Xiao remained entirely unmoved. She walked to the bronze mirror and removed the painting. Tucked behind it was indeed an envelope, inscribed with the words: "To be opened by Yi Xiao."

Wang Yanjun’s gaze was locked onto Qin Chu; he could not stop nodding, his eyes filled with pleasant surprise.

He immediately unleashed the secret arts his master had once taught him, forming seals with his hands and stepping in the pattern of the Eight Trigrams, using the flow of his own internal energy as a conduit.

Before the Eighth Elder, Long Gu, could speak, an old man in blue robes scolded, "Long Ziyan, you are being presumptuous. This is not a place for you to speak. Bai Yunhan, take her away." Only then did Long Ziyan realize it was the Third Elder, Long Yuan, who had spoken. She knew the Third Elder to be a rigid man incapable of flexibility.

Upon arriving at the destination, Cen Qing realized that this so-called "lakeside barbecue" was nothing like the camping trip she had envisioned. It was set within a private, pre-booked artificial manor, and a single street outside the manor led directly into the commercial district.

Taken as a whole, she looked like a piece of fruit ripened to perfection; had any ordinary man seen her, he likely would have lost all restraint.

Because Pan Hao had thrown away his own computer chair, he was now forced to input Yang Yang’s administrator username and password while hunched over on his haunches.

The items inside meant nothing to him, and they were easy enough to deal with. But since Lan Ke had requested it, he would respect her choice.

Yao Feng utilized his movement techniques to evade, dodging skillfully every time a spell was about to strike him. Bai Sheng controlled the spells, relentlessly pursuing Yao Feng, who left trails of afterimages in the void.

This scene, reminiscent of the end of the world, caused the people of Su Village to shriek in terror. Su Hang had no time for explanations and could only throw them and the people from the cultivation world into his Life Palace.

For those working in this place, the departure of the military was surely a relief, but for Lin Su, if the military left, her opportunities would become even scarcer.

In reality, half the dough remained. Thinking of the old lady’s appetite, he didn’t make all of it into noodles; there was enough left for another bowl. But seeing Wang Yunyun’s unreasonable and arrogant demeanor, he refused without a second thought.

Lin Su shook her head. Although there were traces of mental fluctuations in their minds, the reason they had become this way was that they had been frightened out of their wits. Unable to resist, they simply let things slide, existing like walking corpses.

Due to excessive exertion, Zhuo Heyun’s barrage could not last long before he felt his strength failing. The intensity dropped sharply; it was a case of the first drum roll being spirited, the second flagging, and the third exhausted. He sighed inwardly, knowing the battle was lost.

Jin Chenglai led dozens of penalty-enforcement disciples toward the altar, taking Wang Dingzhou and Yao Feng along with him as he went.

Suddenly, one night while Lin Su was sleeping, a list appeared in her dream, filled with names, specific addresses, and their... "cheat codes"?

It could be said that the Great Halberd Warriors were a rogue legion with off-the-charts offensive and defensive capabilities. This was why Yuan Shao valued Ju Yi so highly. However, Ju Yi had yet to forge the Great Halberd Warriors into a military soul legion like the "First to Ascend" warriors; had he done so, Yuan Shao would have already taken the city long ago, rather than waiting until now.

Nico Robin’s face paled. Although Enel spoke of it lightly, how could such a feat be easily accomplished? Predicting every attack and instantly shifting one’s body—it was truly astonishing.

"What solution?" Imhotep asked urgently. However, no sooner had he asked than he froze, his expression flickering several times before he sighed, as if resigning himself to fate, and prepared to hear what Murong Chen had to say.

"What thing? Are there any other good things in this world?" Zheng Zha truly could not fathom it.

Just as Lian Haiping turned to leave, he saw his mother, Fu Hongju, faint from grief. He suddenly realized that without ghost arts, he was nothing; he could only watch the tragedy unfold, utterly powerless.

Having dodged one disaster, the Gray Wolf did not retreat. It opened its bloody maw, fangs flashing with malice, and bit down fiercely, locking its jaws onto the Dragon-Scaled Python.

Discarding her formal gown and going barefoot, Wang Xingxin was left with nothing but the filthy hemp tunic that Liu Laoer had given her when she first arrived in the Tang Dynasty.

Tong Guan’s burly body slumped limply from the saddle. One of his feet remained caught in the stirrup, and he was dragged by the warhorse, kicking up a cloud of filthy dust.

However, after taking a closer look, he immediately calmed down. Wasn't that person sitting in front of his door his so-called "cheap" biological father? Seeing him slumped over with a decadent look on his face, could it be that he had a falling out with his mommy?

However, since the mission had been accepted, it had to be completed. Furthermore, the reward offered by the Main God this time was indeed generous, and given that it was essentially a mandatory task, Murong Chen had no choice but to accept.

Zhao Hui and Li Zhenguo returned to the shore on their jet ski, climbed onto land, and continued onward.

In the spring of the following year, Qian Yuehan succeeded to the position of president of the Su Corporation, and on the day after taking office, accepted everyone’s blessings and married Su Qingcheng.

Upon hearing this, Lin Jian and the others were quite pleased; it was truly like timely rain. They exchanged polite words with Shi Meng and the others before arranging for them to rest. Only after everyone had dispersed did Lin Jian find Tang Yan to ask about her past with Shi Meng.

At half-past four, Zhao Hui’s mother had dinner ready—chicken noodles, just the way Zhao Hui liked them.