Chapter Twenty-One: A Good Mood

Wei Die looked at his insincere expression and sighed, "In the end, you still have no place for me in your heart."

"How could I dare? It is simply that with the Great Dao ahead, I cannot allow myself to be distracted." He did not mention the divide between master and servant, fearing that Wei Die might try to bind him to a future or pledge a bond spanning three lifetimes.

As it was the lunch break, everyone was either resting or idling away the time in idle chatter; they were the only two left in the training ground.

"It is incredibly powerful. Much of this technology was beyond my wildest imagination, yet the air quality is now abysmal. Don't you think this kind of development is detrimental to human survival? Only the perfect harmony between man and nature is the ultimate path of the Dao."

Dealing with the Butcher had already pushed him to his limits. Even though he had advanced since then, he still could not activate the [Berserker] ability. How was he supposed to fight this Blood Demon?

It was as if a critical threshold had been breached, and the tension that had been on the verge of snapping suddenly eased. Tang Huaijin gave a faint sigh; stifling his feelings like this every time was truly unpleasant. But there was no help for it. As he stared at Nan Yu’s face, he would often ask himself how much longer they could go on living like this.

"Heh, that girl has been acting up lately. If you ask her for something directly, she’ll just stir up trouble and you might not get it even after half a day. It’s better to just trick her," Hua Jichen said.

This was not the first time Tang Huaijin had gotten into trouble, and Nan Yu knew that if he could survive the first time, he could survive the second. She had long ago come to terms with the fact that marrying a man like him meant she could never lead the mundane, predictable life of a typical housewife.

"Then, Sister, why don't you go and talk to them?" Xinghe was tempted; he truly did not want to go to that school.

He was no fool. From the moment he saw the newspaper photo of him carrying Yan You on his back, he knew that the man’s intentions toward her were anything but simple.

The power of the Saint's Tribulation was enough to destroy the entire Shangqing Origin Sect. To avoid such a risk, the young man chose to venture into the distant void.

Yang Hongfan and his subordinates were holding the line. Lady Zhang, clad in armor, stood atop the city walls, beating the war drum to direct the battle unfolding below.

If that theory holds true, it seems Jiang Ziya’s wife was not particularly courageous, for she was, after all, the Star of Misfortune.

Mirai clenched his fists upon hearing this. If only he had used the Mebium Shoot to incinerate the monster entirely just moments ago.

The TPC’s GUTS team had their own mission. The Plasma Hyakushiki was already on its way back, carrying Mirai and the Shadow Fighter. Although the GUTS Eagle could not enter the anti-universe, it could provide an escort for the Plasma Hyakushiki upon its return.

If he were to be named a professor at thirty-two, he would still be admired and sought after. But what about at thirty-eight or forty-two? The prestige would be vastly diminished.

However, invoking the Stone Wing’s power to reverse time was no simple feat. They had only ever seen it described in records concerning the clan’s ancestral treasure, and it could only be performed at the altar where the Stone Wing was enshrined on the Magic-Energy Earth—the conditions were incredibly harsh.

But now, being watched so closely, it would be difficult to escape even with wings.

In the dark, silent night, I suddenly discovered that his voice was so magnetic and gentle, like the pull of gravity, drawing one closer to the sound of it.

All was silent, save for the occasional whinny of a horse drifting across the grasslands with the wind—a sound that, to the ear, felt like the midnight wailing of a lonely ghost in a foreign land.

Although Zhang Meng’s work ability was not yet top-tier, his skills could be honed. Moreover, he was willing to endure hardship, and most importantly, he was trustworthy.

One second you are being berated by your mother until you are dazed, and the next you come over to call me for dinner? Have you just stepped out of hell, only to find yourself on the path to heaven?