Chapter 134: A Reunion with Jing Sui

The sword held by the woman in the green robe was three feet long, double-edged, its cold gleam piercing to the bone. Like the Dragon-Slaying Sword, it was a “Spiritual Weapon” of the Ascension rank. With but a gentle touch, it could annihilate demons and monsters utterly, leaving no trace of their existence.

Yet, no matter how powerful the sword, it required a skilled wielder. The woman in green could not unleash even a tenth of its true might. Though her agility was not weak, the Ghost Infant surpassed her several times over in both speed and strength.

Seeing that Huo Rulong had sustained no real injury, only a significant loss of internal spiritual energy, Master Qianlong breathed a slight sigh of relief. Fortunately, he had arrived just in time; otherwise, his beloved disciple’s life would have been in grave danger.

Although it seems to have taken some time to describe, it all happened in an instant: the three formidable warriors struck one after another, yet Xu Chen merely took a single step back, effortlessly neutralizing all their attacks without a scratch.

It was his first encounter with this technique, and with no prior experience, he aimed to capture as many Yellow Springs Essences as possible before his soul’s power was completely exhausted. Such a feat demanded extensive practice.

Still, Zhou An trusted that the Pure Land Goddess would not attack him. If she were to make a move, all the accumulated effects of her previous seductive actions would be for naught.

Wang Tian furrowed his brow. He had assumed He Su would at least mention their purpose for coming today, but she said nothing. This left him puzzled—more precisely, he found He Su utterly inscrutable.

Suddenly, she noticed a tattered cloth doll on the table. It was strange—how could such a worn object appear on the desk of a princess of a nation?

No matter how one looked at it, the current Kurosaki Ichigo was no less formidable; naturally, there was no need to invite unnecessary complications.

Hua Tian was unwilling to let Qin Xuan go so easily, yet he also wished to exact his revenge through his own strength. Torn between these two desires, Hua Tian suddenly felt a sharp pain coursing through his body.

Consort Zhuang nodded. When she wished to invite me to the hall for tea, I refrained, mindful that I had yet to enter Qian Cui Garden. With that, we each returned to our respective quarters.

I felt uneasy, uncertain of what deeds those three might have committed before. There were many unsavory tasks in the market district, some perhaps involving lost lives. It made me hesitant to venture outside.

While pondering other matters, He Man was startled by the report from the Yellow Turban soldiers. Hastily, he approached them and gripped one’s collar, demanding answers.

At first, as I passed through the living room, I wondered if Qin Yiheng’s house held more than just one hidden wall. Someone seemed to be searching for another concealed barrier using some mysterious method.

After a moment, sensing that Zhang Shaohui had fallen sound asleep, Lou Wushuang dared to press closer. Feeling a cool presence nearby, Zhang Shaohui reached out and embraced his elder brother.

Zhang Mengfei’s words had not seemed significant until now. Hearing her speak, I began to suspect she might be right. Thinking this, I quickly took out my phone and called Shen Fang.

Several young nobles had once vied for Sun Shiyu’s favor, but in the end, Ding Haijun had claimed the prize.

“Enough. Since you understand now, there’s no need for me to say more. End it yourself, but before that, give me the fireflies within you!” Liu Chuan sighed deeply.

At that moment, Zhang Mengfei came online. I opened our chat window and hesitated for a long time, too afraid to send the message I had already typed.

Thus, Tunyin and Lulong practically fell into Liu Ye’s hands without any effort at all.

Her eyes, always tinged with a faint smile like crescent moons, were not joyous on her birthday. His brow bore deep helplessness and solitude, and his gaze toward Xia Jiang grew heavier with complex emotions.