Chapter 60: Midnight in the Boudoir

“Yes, my brother and I went out to meet someone, and when we came out, he told me that was his sister.” Su Xuanhao explained, though he was just as puzzled by the matter himself.

“What? Lin Yu met his sister? How did he suddenly find her?” Su Tianteng asked in even greater astonishment.

Seeing Lin Jingyi boast so boldly, the others dared not say much, but inwardly they all harbored doubts. Zhao Guangqian, however, truly had no choice, so even though he felt it was impossible that Chen Xuan could afford to buy his shop with so many spiritual stones, he decided to continue the conversation.

The climate in the northern lands differed greatly from that of the Central Plains; the temperature fluctuated throughout the day. At noon, the sun blazed so fiercely that one could only wear thin clothes and sweatshirts, but by evening the temperature plummeted, and it was only by wrapping oneself in a quilt that one could sleep.

“Although you didn’t guess everything, you were mostly right. I won’t keep you in suspense any longer,” Luo Jiutian continued.

As he spoke, the Shadowless Lion gradually walked into the darkness. Chen Xuan’s spiritual sense flickered, and he discovered it was a prison cage, with unfathomable darkness at its depths.

Wan Youli nodded with relief. Tonight, he chose to lay all his cards on the table with Qin Shou, revealing truths he had deliberately hidden for many years—a decision fraught with risk.

Lin Yi remembered that night when Huo Lingshuang transformed into a terrifying beast wreathed in blazing flames; he immediately thought of her.

“Suppose Cai Jun wasn't murdered, but actually committed suicide, right?” Zhen Shifeng interjected.

“Senior brother.” The newcomer was Feng Yi, the chief disciple of Misty Valley, just like Wang Hui: a cultivator in the late stage of Divine Transformation Four Star.

In the next moment, Yun Feiyu gained a deeper understanding of her, and the surrounding passersby were left astonished.

The physicians merely shook their heads without further comment, but their gazes toward Qin Xianyu had changed.

Listening to Hu Qige’s solemn words, Gong Ashan, though still somewhat baffled, responded to her, reassured that his previous question had not upset her.

When He Wuhen and his companions appeared in the city center, beneath the towering statue of the White Emperor, they were stunned by the scene before them.

“I was just about to rise, but you arrived first. It seems I truly should pay my respects…” Ye Yu, who was about to stand, simply settled back into the pool.

Unfortunately, the Wild Crane Pavilion lived up to its name, like a wandering crane—it was elusive and its whereabouts uncertain.

In the past, those who wished to withdraw could notify the organizing committee and be rescued, but this time, no one even knew who the committee was, making it impossible to quit.

The elder was still shaken, but another arrow came from the east. Fortunately, he had already prepared for threats from that direction; though the western arrow startled him, he was still guarded.

Back then, he fought in the formation, and if the White Cloud Temple had not been destroyed because of him, then no blame could be placed upon him. When the day came that the White Cloud Temple had no heirs, this insight would be rightfully his.

Yang Guo deeply admired warriors like Man Gui. Though they lacked some strategic skill in commanding troops, they never lost their soldierly spirit—brave and always ready for battle.

After the battle of New York, she took advantage of the chaos in the justice system to enjoy a rare long vacation.

No matter who it was, anyone who displeased him would suffer—at best, they’d be tormented by illness; at worst, they’d lose their head.

“Yes.” Jiang Wan hurried home and soon returned with a steamed bun, still cold and hard as a stone.

Chu Mu’s pupils contracted sharply. He quickly took out the jade slip containing the method to refine the incomplete soldier puppet.

Since Old Fang was promoted to Director Fang, his responsibilities had grown heavier. Not coming home for lunch had become routine, let alone picking up his child from school.