Mutual Prosperity at Seventy

In the next moment, he found himself in a desolate forest. Bai Zongnan shook his head, a sense of unreality washing over him, and it was an unsettling feeling.

“So this is the mythological world of another dimension?”

He carefully observed his surroundings and discovered that the entire forest was shrouded in a thin mist, eerie and intimidating.

“This forest… We meet again.” Bai Zongnan was deeply shaken, wondering if it was the same process as before.

Seeing this, the tenth elder of the Black Panther tribe had already separated the panthers guarding the stretcher and charged inside.

Fat girl unconsciously edged closer to Helan Naxi, longing to press herself against his body. Her heart was a tangle of fear and confusion, and she kept repeating to herself, How could this be?

Even if you struck him, it would not harm him in the slightest, but should you take a hit from him, you’d be gravely wounded. From the very start, Monk Liankong was in an invincible position—how could anyone fight him?

“All right, you can leave now. I want to rest for a while. If someone comes later, let her in directly.” Shao Yan set down his teacup, leaned back, his hand sliding from his chest to his waist, his head tilted against the wall, eyes gently closed.

The world might be false, but emotions should not be. Deep within, she could not avoid feeling a measure of guilt for all of this.

“Tell me how to cultivate the spell.” He ignored the fox’s warnings about the pain that would come.

At this point, Chu Jing had no desire to know anything about her and that man. She saved his life, he saved hers—the debt was settled.

With questions in his mind, Zhang Qian silently approached the heart. The closer he got, the more he sensed the surging essence of blood and the terrifying pressure radiating from it.

Thinking of this, Ling Ya gritted her teeth and, with difficulty, raised her right hand and gently pointed toward the Door of Inheritance.

“Just the two of them?” Mr. Shi, seeing that the Viper General had only sent Black Shroud and Daylight, spoke with some dissatisfaction: “The General promised to send a formidable figure to help escort us.”

“Xia Xue, is that your boyfriend?” Unable to restrain herself any longer, Teng’s mother finally asked, not treating Xia Xue as an outsider.

Huang Jinzhi and Hu Jun watched the battle from the sidelines, their curiosity toward Ye Wudao—the living legend—intense.

The old man, who seemed unbothered by Ye Wudao’s breach of the rule “A true gentleman observes in silence,” appeared unimpressed by the move, continuing to manage his territory at a steady pace. No sooner had the old man placed his piece than Ye Wudao immediately set down his own smooth stone.

“But this topic concerns you. Don’t you want to know?” Case’s long, bright eyes revealed an inscrutable expression.

“You think I’m a fool? You’ve played me long enough!” Rage—on Ye Xuan’s face, that was all they could see.

Fortunately, she won her gamble at the last moment. Gong Yixuan still had some reluctance to part with her; otherwise, even feigning madness would not have spared her from execution.

“Li Sister, the men below report that Bai Ze went to Li Shang today and even sat in that seat.” the assassin said.

“No problem.” Lang Xie smiled. This young master from Beijing would surely suit Zhao Baokun’s tastes: generous and brazen enough.

Second Aunt was upset but dared not say anything. She hurriedly unfolded the straw mat, desperately trying to roll it up, but in her haste and with the mat’s tangled ends, she fumbled clumsily. Mrs. Zhang scolded her urgently, then grabbed another mat and rushed it to the field.

Along with an explanation of what a “tyrant” is and why a tyrant isn’t lovable, Qin Yang seemed to understand.

Moreover, after surviving the Bloodblade Hall’s assassination attempt, Ye Yutian had made up his mind: he would not allow Hao Guangshi to leave Huangfeng Valley alive.