Chapter 116: The Arrival of Lin Shiyun

After Leaving the Mountain, I Became the Live-in Son-in-law of a Wealthy Beauty Ka Xiaoka 1262 words 2026-04-01 07:00:14

Chen Kedi looked at Lin Yu’s resolute eyes and couldn’t help but feel a deep admiration. He knew that Lin Yu was ready—that no matter how harsh the truth might be, he would face it with courage.

Slowly, Chen Kedi began to recount the events from over twenty years ago.

“Xiao Yu, I don’t know how much you remember of your parents,” Chen Kedi asked gently.

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But fate was unwilling to let them achieve their goals so easily. When they caught sight of the White Sorcerer’s stronghold within the ruins of Hadrian’s Wall, they were stunned speechless.

The two began to eat. Their spirits light and free from pressure, even the mediocre food tasted delicious.

Chu Nanfeng was renowned as the foremost among the Seven Peaks Mortal Realm cultivators—an invincible presence, deeply revered.

“Just wait. I’ll first advance my title to Fourth-Rank Demon General, then I’ll slowly make my way back to claim my prize,” He Zun said, revealing his intentions in response to the crowd’s questions.

Previously, he had worried that this treasure might be inadvertently claimed by some cultivator and taken away upon entering the Transformation stage. But hearing these words, Ye Feng was certain that the treasure would not be removed from this continent. In other words, there remained hope for him to find it within these fifty years.

Now, watching the elder and Yang Fei engage in combat, their spears danced like dragons playing in water, twisting like serpents.

A disciple of the Beggar’s Sect called out, “Mr. Dongfang has arrived.” Dongfang Han appeared, accompanied by Ma Erhua, followed by attendants carrying a large array of gifts, all smiling warmly.

Liu Aoxue’s lips moved subtly, emitting a soft hum that only Su Xin could hear. Su Xin listened intently, carefully contemplating and silently committing the sounds to memory.

Yang Fei felt the rare tenderness from Su Yin Xue, the gentle brush of her ample figure against his shoulder stirring a restless itch within.

Mongolian cavalry, having learned the art of forging metal armor from Europeans, combined it with their own customs, merging metal and cowhide to create an invincible heavy cavalry force.

“All right, let’s not dwell on these matters now. It’s more important to focus on the present—we must live in the moment,” Mu Zifei deliberately changed the subject.

For some reason, his master had told him this morning that he had dealt with Chu Yuehong, yet had left Mao Zhichao, the true culprit behind yesterday’s framing, untouched. His master said that one’s enemies must be dealt with personally to be satisfying.

“Eighty thousand... originally, my father only borrowed fifty thousand from them, but... but they said the other thirty thousand was interest,” Su Wenwen replied haltingly.

Guo Zhenwei, upon learning that Han Ke planned to visit his grandson, showed a flicker of gratitude in his eyes. Without a word, he took the two and hurried home.

Aside from Kongcong, the few immortals who were clearly Celestial Array Masters, like the True Immortal “Chong” before them, cast spatial constraints upon themselves to conceal their cultivation as they returned from the battlefield between immortals and demons to the Celestial Realm. They could not pass through the spatial portals opened by the Great Dao Legion.

Yu Qingshan saw Lu Daqi at a loss and stepped forward to remind him, “Young master, think carefully—did you see any unfamiliar faces yesterday?”

“Damn it, no way! Uncle Zuo even called you this morning, didn’t he? And now he’s dead already?” Li Changqing exclaimed in shock.

“No matter who helps, being able to get it running is a skill. Back in the day, my elder brother graduated and spent years eating dust at construction sites, then struggled through hardships for several more years. When he could no longer bear it, only then did he switch careers to this,” Du Zhaohui said with some feeling.

Huang Xie’s complexion turned extremely ugly upon hearing this. He immediately spat a mouthful of blood, clearly furious beyond measure.

“My name is James. I am a clergy member of our Christian church,” said the man named James.