Chapter 22

Qin Muchen watched her retreating figure, then glanced at his own wrist. Had he let go again?

Intermediate Silver Battle Master? The two were evenly matched, which meant Ye Xue’s cultivation had reached at least the intermediate Silver Battle Master level. Qiu Xuan stared at Ye Xue in astonishment. In just eight years, she had already attained the strength of an intermediate Silver Battle Master; such talent was truly terrifying.

After two volleys of arrows, the bandits on the fortress gate were stunned, not daring to loose another shaft. The man in the tiger-skin hat was also dazed; gripping his steel saber, he looked at Wang Han with a face full of hesitation and terror.

If Shen Yuxin truly decided to sever ties with the Shen family, Jiang Yuanheng would naturally be pleased. That group of hypocritical and vicious people in the Shen family should have stayed far away from Shen Yuxin long ago.

In the past, these matters were always arranged by Yang Zi. As someone accustomed to having every service provided for him, Jiang Yuanheng found it somewhat awkward to do these things himself.

"Alright, to celebrate, I'll cook you all a grand feast tonight," Nangong Yumo said happily to the group.

Qin Jiahui was alert. To be honest, this young man was indeed the stylish type. If they had met on the street and he had tried to strike up a conversation, she might not have refused—though she wouldn't have sought to know him deeply, either. In short, she could have chatted for a moment, but right now, she truly had no such inclination.

Nangong Yumo and Ling Yihan spent their journey sightseeing. Since the Alchemist Competition was still two months away, they decided to travel slowly and take in the scenery along the way.

However, to ensure that the nannies and bodyguards did not intrude on their private world, their rooms were located in a house adjacent to the villa. Unless there was an emergency, Fang Musheng did not allow them to enter the villa.

"Not bad at all. The extreme blizzard failed to kill me and instead allowed my cultivation to reach a breakthrough."

Ji Han fell silent for a moment, assuming a thoughtful expression. The Madman and the others were also on edge, staring intently at Ji Han.

The nine-headed snake did not seem satisfied. Its nine heads flicked their tongues continuously at the saber-toothed tiger. The wounded tiger, now timid, let out a low, whimpering growl and retreated step by step.

"How would I know? Vice-Chief Ye has always been mysterious. No one knows what his next move will be, not even Captain Chen," the captain of the second squad immediately replied.

Jackson said, "Child, the God will surely feel your pious heart. Then let us go together to protect the miracles of the God."

Qin Tian also produced his Purple-Green Sword at the first opportunity. We both lunged toward the Demon God almost simultaneously. Things had reached this point, and I had no intention of wasting my breath on him. My current condition was dire; I could fall into an eternal slumber at any moment.

"How would I know! Heh, but I do know that we’ve stumbled upon a treasure this time." After saying this, the two looked at the person in the mirror, their eyes glowing with greed.

"Trying to run? None of you are leaving!" The subordinates under Park Dong-cheon were howling now. They followed the blade-wielder in hot pursuit of Thresh and Vayne, while the fire-mage went to deal with the Fizz.

Bradley replied, "My thanks to Archbishop Jackson. Our King Bevis is young and promising, and the nation is flourishing. You may discuss this with His Majesty when you meet him, Archbishop; our King is also a pious believer in the God of Light."

Qin Tian remained unmoving, his dark eyes erupting with a radiance that seemed to encompass the sun, moon, and stars, piercing through all realms.

"It was you, Qin Fang! It was you who copied it from my computer!" Seeing Qin Fang, Zhang Jing recalled the day she had visited his home and touched his computer, and he roared in fury.

She wondered how he had been doing lately. She longed to go and ask him in person if he was well, and whether he had been drinking often.

Just then, his heart skipped a beat. He stared in astonishment at the peerless primordial spiritual treasure within the golden pillar of light.

Gu Mohuai offered a polite bow and headed for the door, but after two steps, he turned back to retrieve the wine from the table. As he reached the threshold, he did not forget to instruct Zhang Zhao not to bring him any more wine.

Gu Mohuai had intended to say he would go for treatment after finishing the matter at hand, but thinking of Ling Xiao’s disdain, he decided to let Zhang Zhao handle the fetching.

"Mother, you are a famous doctor in the capital now. If you want to hide your identity, you must wear a leather mask often," Gu Zijin reminded her from the side.

Kuang Hejin was left red-faced and sputtering by Mu Xi’s retort. She hadn't seen Mu Xi when she was drinking last night, and accusing Mu Xi of framing her was merely an excuse to escape the fate of being drowned in the pond.

Listening to the muffled cries coming from the quilt, Mu Xi felt even more perplexed. Who was the person inside?

"I don't get it either. But perhaps she has had her eye on us all along, and she’s just playing tricks to keep us wanting more," the agent speculated.

Ning Chen ignored the crowd and the Nangong Starry Sky. Instead, he dropped a million holy spirit stones, took the Spirit Fusion Stone, and prepared to leave.

"Young Master, I’m going to relieve myself." Without waiting for Chu Yu to reply, he vanished like a puff of smoke, heading off to some dark corner to either burst into laughter or suffer a cramp.

Yan Shuangfei’s mouth formed an 'O', eyes wide, his thoughts completely lost in this sudden embrace. Liang Xuan carried a faint, clean fragrance—not as heavy as the dragon-saliva incense worn by Liang Ye. It was hard to describe, but it was incredibly refreshing.

Ren Shuoer was off playing somewhere, and she no longer wanted to worry about it. Dragging her exhausted body, she climbed the stairs as if she were ascending Mount Tai.

Yang Youhe took me along and drove the car to the side of a remote highway. I took out my phone and gave him Yu Mengmeng’s number. He noted it down and set the phone aside.

Hearing this, not only were Yan Shuangfei and Liang Xi stunned behind the curtain, but even the usually composed Liang Ye showed a fluctuation in his emotions. However, Liang Ye’s expression did not look like the panic of being exposed; it looked more like a mocking, half-amused sneer.

Everyone gasped, but Fu Sinian remained expressionless, simply placing a finger to his thin lips in a gesture for silence, signaling for Fu Siqi to continue.

Can Ni smiled without a word, her eyes fixed entirely on Cui Zhenyu. If she could develop a relationship with him, her future would be set.

The person on top of her was as heavy as a mountain. No matter how she pushed, he wouldn't budge. Finally, Bao'er gave up the struggle and turned her head to the side.

Thinking this way, Li Muyun stared at Qing Yun without blinking, as if she wanted to gouge her out alive.