Volume One, Chapter 48: Su Tingxue’s Timely Assistance

"Mom, I know you, my brothers, and Dad all care about me."

In the past, Su Ningxia would have been wracked with guilt and shame, believing she had brought trouble upon her family.

But now, Su Ningxia spoke with justified confidence, "Since you and my brothers care about me, give me some money for the trip to the countryside. I don't need much, just fifty yuan. What do you think?"

Then why did you use Wei Xue's Peach Fiend to harm those people? Were they your enemies?

Lu Hua, understanding, pretended not to notice and brought the freshly made milkshake to the guest's table. Master Jia nodded repeatedly: "A delightful flavor—comparable to the ice cream from my hometown."

So, she did everything in her power to break them apart, snatching Song Tianming back into her arms. Yet even so, Su Lian's smile, as if enchanted by a spell, lingered in her heart, refusing to fade.

That forced smile was so obvious it could no longer conceal the disappointment in Su Lian's eyes. She was still too naive, always intending to treat others sincerely, not realizing others did not think the same.

I lay in the tent, unable to sleep, half-awake when I heard a faint rustling. I thought it was the Ghost King and ignored it. But then, I felt someone kiss my face. My eyes widened—how bold the Ghost King was now! I shrank further into the tent, not knowing what to say.

Wan Ling could not help but pause; it seemed the rumors about the strained relationship between Grandmother and Father were true. Was it because of Father's marriage all those years ago that the rift between mother and son had persisted until now?

Lu Haochen smiled but said nothing. He had never been a considerate man—at least, not before. He simply knew his fiancée had this habit, and had seen her do it before, so he followed suit. Unexpectedly, it worked.

There was nothing more to say; the ironclad facts were laid bare before her, leaving no room for doubt.

Akagi Sakura, meanwhile, built on Wang Yi's perspective, leading her sisters in deeper intelligence gathering.

After completing the transfer, Wang Yi and Li Xiao cleaned up all traces, then calmly went downstairs, got into the prepared car, and leisurely drove to an open-air bar less than two hundred meters from the Sky Tree to drink.

This man had originally been a monk, later turning his back on Buddhism to join the Mystic Sect, and self-styled himself as the Dao Monk. In fact, he was accompanying Master Bei today as a security escort. Hearing a change in Master Bei's tone, he naturally inquired.

Such was the consequence of the old demon slaughtering too many living beings—unless Yang Chen could truly absorb all the murderous intent, every swing of his blade would unleash this effect. If those old scholars saw it, they would, without hesitation, rush in to exorcise evil and uphold the Dao.

Even the three most deeply involved—Li En, Klo, and Emma—understood only part of the story, let alone anyone else.

What Yang Chen planned to give Shi Shanshan was a pure yang sword energy, left behind when he slew a powerful foe at the Immortal-Slaying Platform. It was said this sword energy had been gifted to him by Lü Dongbin, the ancestor Lü. Though Yang Chen didn't know its true strength, anything linked to Lü Dongbin—a formidable figure—could not be weak.

Now, when facing that unseen opponent through the battle of stone soldiers, Fang Xiangqian couldn't claim absolute victory, but ninety-nine percent confidence was still within reach.

As Lin Feng's words faded, countless arrays appeared all around, manifesting in this very moment.

With a loud boom, the sea of fire doubled in size in an instant, spreading everywhere, even searing across the surface of the lake.

As the thousand-strong procession of suitors stood before the Fang residence, their imposing presence completely overshadowed Master Zeng's party.