Chapter 35: Causality

The final tally of Ying Shu’s catch included one ghost king, 169 ghost generals, and a multitude of ordinary spirits, amounting to a total of 25,781 malevolent entities.

The crowd gasped in disbelief.

Old Lei, unwilling to accept her results, challenged her: "How could you possibly capture so many ghosts in a single night?"

Ying Shu retorted sharply, "If you lack the ability, of course you couldn't."

"You insolent girl, you have no respect for your elders, your eyes are set too high, you are arrogant and reckless, and you know nothing of humility—"

"Douhua?!" Xiao Yao, feeling somewhat awkward, gave Han Zhuqing a gentle nudge. The two separated immediately.

Looking at the spirit stones in her hand, Ji decided to prioritize setting up the barrier. As for the rest... with the apocalypse looming, she had no time to waste.

"Alright, we shall wait here for the scouts to return, then deliberate on whether to hold the sacrifice. If it truly is a deity, we must perform a live sacrifice." Only then would they show sufficient reverence for a god’s personal descent.

"Milhao, do you really not want to know anymore?" Xue Zining knew that Li Wan'er was not someone to be trifled with. Now that she had lost the backing of the Xue family, she dared not cross her, so she chose to ignore her and turned back to continue speaking with Milhao.

Inside the manor, Su Yun held An Ge'er while chatting with the Grand Princess and Madam Qin, though her heart was heavy with worry over the situation in Chang'an. She had been away for two days, and the city gates had been sealed since yesterday; no one could enter or exit, and no news had emerged from within. She had no idea what was happening.

Nangong Lingfeng slowly closed his eyes, masking the profound reluctance and thousand-fold unwillingness within them. Only after finally steeling his resolve did he open them again with a hollow gaze.

The crowd felt bewildered. What was Feng Liuzi talking about? Who had arrived? What ten-year deadline?

Chu Nanxuan smiled; he rarely did so, only revealing such an expression in front of his son or when he was in this place. Beyond that, no one could alter his ice-sculpted face.

"Thank you, Your Majesty." The ministers rose one after another and stood on both sides of the grand hall, while Bai Lu took her seat upon the phoenix throne.

On the city tower, the expressions of Li Haibo and the others shifted as they looked at Ling Hongyu. They were certain that the man controlling the silver spear must be a Spirit Infant stage cultivator.

According to modern scientific explanation, a total lunar eclipse is a phenomenon that occurs when the Earth, the Moon, and the Sun align, and the sunlight is blocked by the Earth, preventing it from reflecting off the lunar surface.

Ji Haotian, already mocked as a good-for-nothing for his inability to cultivate, was pushed to the height of public discourse once again due to the challenge he had issued.

After the initial excitement, the other four singers began to calm down, preparing to listen intently to the song by "Three Lives Fireworks," hoping it might provide them with some inspiration.

In its place, a dark green halo expanded in mid-air, ripples spreading out like water across the void.

After saying this, her face involuntarily turned red. The word she had used was hardly refined, but seeing that Song Xiaodong had no particular reaction, she breathed a secret sigh of relief.

When her face pressed against Xia Chen’s body, she sensed something was wrong. Looking down and seeing the unshielded vulgarity, she paled in terror, stumbling back two steps involuntarily, her heart pounding like a trapped deer.

Chu Xianling’s hand suddenly tightened on Song Xiaodong’s clothes; she gripped so hard that her fingers dug into his skin.

At the same time, no one had expected that both companies would hold their celebratory banquets on the same night, at the same hotel.

Ling Yu looked at Xu Xiao and explained, "The specific details... are somewhat complicated, and it is not convenient for me to say more right now. In short, when I was a child, this flower demon once saved my life, so I owe her a great debt of gratitude."

Ye Xuan and Xu Feirong stepped out of the car and stared at the clubhouse sign for a while, feeling the name was somewhat familiar, though they could not immediately recall where they had heard it.