Volume One, Chapter 42: Running Away from Home

During this period, Second Old Su had endured far too many cold stares. Even when he tried to find work nearby, he was met with disdain, with people calling him a useless cripple. Even at the clinic, when he went for a follow-up, the staff remarked that if he’d received better care, his legs wouldn’t have ended up disabled at all. In the end, they all blamed Su Tingxue.

“You all just think my sister is better!” Su Tingxue stomped her foot. “Since that’s how you feel, I won’t stay in this house anymore. I’m going back to the countryside. You can let Su Ningxia be your daughter instead!” She ran out of the house at once, leaving Mother Su’s face drained of color with worry. As for Old Su, he just snorted coldly, saying, “Let her go. She’s always like this...”

The strands of golden and silver thread seemed to understand her words—they hissed and then quieted down, savoring the rich aura within the space. Lady Mist Lotus also began to regulate her breathing, feeling that the air here was saturated with spiritual energy, so much purer than the outside world, making her feel wonderful.

“What?” In the enemy camp, a one-eyed middle-aged man rode on horseback, his long saber gleaming with the glow of agate.

It was strange—though a hundred years had passed since his death, his corpse showed no sign of decay and looked just as it did when he was alive, except that ten long, gleaming black talons had sprouted from his hands.

In the blink of an eye, the National Day holiday arrived. The factory gave everyone three days off, a long-awaited break for all the migrant workers.

“In that case, I don’t think it’s much of a problem. High-level talent might be hard to come by, but skilled workers shouldn’t be. I’ll go back and tell them!” Hess, sensing a breakthrough, was quite pleased.

“You have two choices. First, unload all the goods from the truck and return; or second, deliver the goods to Jangle County, and then go back.” It sounded like outright extortion, yet from her expression, it seemed as if she was bestowing a great favor rather than robbing them.

Mu Ai knew very well that this map and bell were things he’d given to Daipuno, filched from the Demon Fortress. So he didn’t want to probe too deeply into this matter. “Both blue dots went into the Mengjimo Desert? That’s how it shows on the map. Is this your coffin-transport route?” he asked again.

As soon as he appeared, several more groups emerged, numbering around a hundred people in total.

Even an old monster would find it hard to remain calm, but he didn’t know that all his legacy had already been passed on to Shi Quan with the completion of the spirit body.

She refused to look toward her own future on the path of the vampires; such a tainted fate had already been burned away from her heart.

Even though he’d “saved” her today, the girl would feel no gratitude. She might even think that her current plight was his doing.

Though Lin Mingyue no longer resisted his intimacy in her heart, she could not help but feel shy.

Su Qianci, slender and graceful, stood with poise, her smile elegant and noble as she gazed down.

If the leaders of both nations regarded the Central Kingdom as these two did, then the Central Kingdom could surely develop with peace of mind.

Late-night talks by candlelight had been a tradition since their trainee days. The custom began because of Jin Xianyun. On the eve of their debut, Jin Xianyun had appeared out of nowhere and “snatched” the position of team leader that was meant for Zheng Xiyan.

If one could produce a star work or a box-office hit on the website, monthly earnings could reach over one hundred thousand yuan.

“Of course I agreed. I think when she looks at you with eyes brimming with tears, begging, hardly anyone could refuse her,” Zheng Xiyan replied as if it were a matter of course.

The Realm of the War God was shaken. Wild currents of power surged. Four figures appeared in the void, hands clasped behind their backs, gazing down upon all creation. A pressure beyond that of an emperor, nearly divine, burst forth, making heaven and earth tremble.

Of course, there were also paid trolls muddying the waters, claiming none of it was true and that someone was just making a scene and fabricating facts.

Afterward, he realized and felt a bit annoyed. Still, he told himself it was just to allay her doubts and lower her guard.

She had never liked to argue with others. After so many turns and twists in life, she had seen every manner of intrigue and underhanded scheme in inner chambers.

The next morning, everyone slept in late, especially Angelia, who was truly exhausted from the battle the day before.

Meanwhile, the fourth prince claimed he was staying in to care for his consort, who had fallen ill after being cursed, refusing all visitors. Noble Consort Cheng also secluded herself in the Morning Sun Palace, and even the third princess was kept close by her mother to practice all kinds of skills.

She couldn’t understand why the original “Gu Nian,” despite having such a powerful backing, still lived a life even more miserable than that of a child bride.

When the agile Melissa and the robust Amir took the field, the whole arena immediately burst into excitement.

Tang Xin was stunned, her big eyes brimming with tears that clung to her lashes like morning dew untouched by dust.

I looked at him, wanting to speak, but the words died on my lips. I could only lower my head and keep eating my vegetables, not picking out the meat this time.

After making some preparations, Yuan Qin took the dog out for a run around the yard, dragging the Samoyed for two big laps. As she returned, she saw a familiar vehicle slowly pulling up at the gate.

Nalan Zijian glanced at Lu Shanmin’s hand, which was still suspended in midair, and chuckled, “Don’t be so formal. Most people here know that we met back in the East Sea.”

But this time, on the eve of a crisis threatening the entire wizarding world, Douglas chose not an offensive spell.

Zhang Wan’er, in the room, was already dumbfounded. She had always been confident in her knowledge and medical skills. Even though her younger sister had mentioned Uncle Yang, she still found it hard to believe.

Zhan Lingyun’s face twisted with fury, his power at the Dragon Transformation realm surging as his huge fist materialized and smashed down toward Yan Yuncheng like a shooting star. The spiritual energy on his fist roared—were it not for the special battle arena, the very space would have been shattered by that punch.

Two hundred miles east of the center of the Jialin Marsh, violent energy fluctuations erupted again and again.

In the Ascending Emperor Realm, the Four Great Star Realms only controlled the entrances; it didn’t mean the realm belonged to them. It was part of all Tongxuan. Besides this entrance, there were four others, located in the Central, Southern, Northern, and Western regions, held by various other powers.