32 Chapter 32

Hu Fei shook him off, his expression twisted with fury. "I disgrace my father? At least I didn’t marry a wife during the mourning period! Who is it that disgraces the Hu family?!" He panted heavily, glanced at Chun Ying, and his hatred for his elder brother deepened with each passing moment.

Wang Huan was now a well-known figure, so naturally, he had to keep a low profile whenever he went out. Though Master Monkey wasn’t famous, some people still remembered seeing Wang Huan accompanied by a monkey.

If she failed, her life would be forfeit! But if Long Yunxiao succeeded, it would mean she would become the future head of the Long family—the master of all those awakened to the dragon veins under this starlit sky.

Qin Long’s heart brimmed with anger and hostility. He hated himself, despised his own weakness. If only his strength were greater—strong enough to look down on even the Yellow Emperor—what could he not attain? Would he still be troubled by the inability to resurrect his family?

Yuan Shuai wielded the Bloodwood Sword, slashing the heads off zombies in midair. He then drew several “Thunder Talismans.” Any zombies that escaped the sword’s strike were instantly blasted away by the lightning bolts he summoned with a wave of his hand.

Huaxi smiled as she gently pinched Muxi’s chubby cheeks. The child had been eating and sleeping well lately, growing plumper and livelier. His once angular face had rounded out, the soft flesh irresistible to pinch whenever Huaxi saw him.

“Ah.” Chun Ying’s voice caught in her throat. She bowed her head and returned to her room to pack a few garments, taking with her some silver coins and her embroidery work. As she descended the stairs, she could hear Old Madam Cheng furiously cursing the “fox spirit” in the next room. With a sigh, Chun Ying returned to the shop and bade farewell once more to Shopkeeper Shi.

Mu Xiuyuan caught her drifting gaze and awkwardly turned his face away, stammering, “It’s nothing, just a rough patch on the road. But it’s no problem—I’ve got thick skin and tough flesh. Let’s keep going!” His cheeks flushed red, but luckily the darkness concealed it.

Meng Yueyun, who was focused intently on the overwhelming pressure around her, suddenly felt much lighter with the arrival of Feng Mu and the others.

Everyone witnessed the terrifying power of the Old Shaman and the Blood Demon during the sacred-level battlefield battle. At the banquet, each cultivator fortunate enough to be invited eagerly toasted the Old Shaman, some even bluntly asking for advice on the bottlenecks they faced in their cultivation.

Though no one knew the exact purpose of this device, it was said that recently its secrecy level had been lowered, allowing it to move from a private research lab to a public department. However, no dedicated personnel had yet been assigned to operate it, so it was largely ignored.

“Lin Feng, there’s no need to pretend anymore. Just tell me—what have you done to my grandson?” Elder Chen pressed Lin Feng with relentless questioning.

“If the heart is present, even bitter tea tastes exceptional. If the heart is absent, even the finest Biluochun tea reveals no secrets. The principle is simple—it all depends on how you comprehend it.”

Moreover, the Empress Dowager decided to play along, not exposing the fake princess right away but rather publicly endorsing her.

Evelyn furrowed her brow, standing atop the city walls, gazing at the silent orc army in the distance.

“Lin Tian, explain in detail—how did you conceive that strike?” Zhang Wuchang pondered before asking a crucial question.

Sally’s first-ever summoning brought Fang Li and Arnold forth from the realm of the dead. Though Fang Li and Herman forbade her from further contact with the hexagram, she was not unfamiliar with it.

The top experts from the four great hidden immortal sects united once again to repel the fierce Sovereign of the Heavens.

“Rustle rustle rustle—” hurried, chaotic footsteps approached from outside the forest, growing closer and closer.

As a senior-level employee, Lu Jianming chose to stay in the domestic market, a decision as steady as Mount Tai. With Taileong backing him, he had no worries. Should he opt for the international market, his potential would rise and fall dramatically.

At last, she reached the thickest part of the back mountain forest. Entering the woods, she glimpsed the glowing red blossoms of the Bodhi cherry fruit climbing the valley cliffs, a lump forming in her throat.

Thinking of her long-divorced husband, Mrs. Dong felt a pang of sorrow.

Starting as an intern at the research institute, within months she became one of the three decision-makers in the securities market research office, with a faint possibility of becoming the most important. Chen Man had witnessed Wang Nuo’s steady, determined ascent to analyst.

But the truth proved otherwise. The next day, the decree from the Divine Sovereign came: Ali was thrown into the water prison, three days later struck by heavenly thunder to strip his bones, expelled from Xiling, while the eldest senior brother was severely wounded and personally executed by the Divine Sovereign.

“Xiong Xiong? Did I ask your name? Can you stop acting cute?” Dabai was somewhat annoyed by the man’s attempt at charm. If it were a more effeminate fellow, it might be acceptable, but a burly, rough man speaking like that was truly over the top.

Thus, the daughters of noble families displayed their unique talents, vying for the attention of princes and nobles, hoping to enjoy a life of glory and wealth.