Chapter 48: Come, I'll Take You Home

After Leaving the Mountain, I Became the Live-in Son-in-law of a Wealthy Beauty Ka Xiaoka 1253 words 2026-02-09 13:25:48

Moreover, from now on, she would no longer walk her path alone. No matter what difficulties or challenges she encountered, she would no longer feel lonely or despairing, because now she would remember that there was someone by her side—her younger brother, Lin Yu.

“Sis, are you the owner of this tea house?” Lin Yu asked.

He had noticed the pale green décor as soon as he followed Lin Shiyun inside just now...

Ever since Tiger Phantom took root in Kaoshan Village, Willow Village was bound to be its next target. Acting under its orders, they concealed themselves and stirred up trouble, all to promote the might of the “Kaoshan Village Ancestral Spirit” and thoroughly humiliate Willow Village.

On the morning of October 21st, Fang Zhe boarded a private jet back to his homeland. Since arriving in America on October 4th, he had spent more than half a month abroad—his longest trip overseas yet. Upon returning, he feared he would once again be swamped with the many affairs piling up in his absence.

During the meal, Xie Na spoke of her connection to Huang Lei and mentioned how she had once been eliminated by him at the Beijing Film Academy audition.

After replaying the scene that Shen Fei had memorized, they prepared to eat, only to discover that the roast chicken was actually baked sweet potato—the scenario played out yet again.

Yi Ming sensed trouble: “It seems their conflict won’t be so easily resolved. Amitabha, I hope all goes well.” They had done all they could; the outcome was now left to fate.

She now understood why she had never managed to become popular—these days, what the audience liked were leading ladies with beauty and charm.

The Crimson Dragon Fox was consumed by rage. Its fiery tail, carrying a thunderous force, came crashing down on Li Feng’s head, the air splitting with a series of explosive sonic booms.

If it were anyone else, presented with such favorable conditions, they would have agreed without hesitation. Faced with a choice between life and the allegiance of nearly two thousand extraordinary cultivators, anyone would know what to choose. Yet Li Feng acted against all their expectations.

It was a completely naked zombie, not a scrap of clothing on its body. The zombie lifted its head, gazing in the direction where the helicopter had disappeared.

The Wanda brothers didn’t know the purpose behind our coming to curse the desert, nor did we know why they had come, or what Qinya and those two were after.

Before us stood a beautiful Western-style villa, three stories high. Upon the spacious rooftop terrace sat a pair of elegantly shaped rocking chairs and a rosewood tea table.

“Yu Liang, aren’t you afraid that after spending so much money, the monster you bought won’t be the target you’re after?” 056 asked in the consciousness space after witnessing the entire process, unable to suppress the question.

Gu Han felt a bit helpless. He felt much like a man asking his wife for money—having to report every minor detail before being granted a meager allowance.

On the rooftop of a quiet, secluded courtyard, a delicate young man, wine bottle in hand, raised a toast to the moon.

“I was just joking, don’t take it to heart. Please, carry on,” Qin Luo said, dusting himself off as he stood, a careless ease on his face.

“You owe them nothing now, so the choice is yours,” Master Wuchen said, looking at Nong Yu.

Alright then, this was the best option—first, create the transformation tool… No, it would be better to have Suke start organizing the mass migration of survivors. After all, no one knew how many uninfected people still remained, struggling to survive in some hidden corner.

“The contest between Heaven and Humanity occurs every five years. As I am now the head of Snow’s End, it falls to the Human Sect to guard the mountain paths and patrol the peaks,” Master Wuchen continued.

Had Nan Changqing arrived even a moment later, not even the miraculous Junji Elixir could have saved them.

Wang Tian knew that, for now, Xie Le was the best possible partner. But whether they would truly be able to work together remained to be seen. Still, he was confident—unless Xie Le completely lost her mind, there would be no problem.