Chapter 26: The Policewoman's Plea for Help

A villa in the wilderness. Its courtyard was vast, with several luxury cars parked outside, and a massive private swimming pool with crystal-clear water. Inside the villa, the living room was lined with red calligraphy, and a gigantic cake stood at the center, exuding grandeur. Shen Gang, wearing oversized glasses and flaunting a mouthful of gold teeth, stood on the stage. “Today is my son’s birthday. I’ve invited you all to celebrate with him, and also to…”

In an instant, many inner disciples who were interested in Mu Xueqing raised their voices loudly, clearly displeased at seeing their own senior sisters show favor to an outsider.

There were many spectators at the event—not only employees of the company but also invited colleagues from other firms, numbering well over a thousand. After Arlande finished paying respects to Ge Yizhen and called him ‘master,’ he stepped forward to announce his resignation as chief perfumer of Golden Hibiscus, declaring that from this moment on, he would no longer pursue the profession.

“But didn’t you have lunch with Chang Ying at noon?” Other students, unwilling to let the matter rest, pressed him further.

Below the stage, Lin Qianqian’s expression was dark and frightening; her disappointment with Gao Yong and the others was profound.

Because Qin Shuang had once helped him, Ye Xuan could only endure the arrogant Fang Qingqing for now. Helpless, he squeezed himself into the back row, crowded in with a pile of luggage.

Ge Yizhen gazed at Ana’s retreating figure as she slipped into the room. He didn’t rise to follow her but instead slumped onto the sofa to continue watching television.

“Indeed, the Ancient Void Path. At its end lies another world beneath the stars. In the inheritance memories of our divine lineage, it is called the Realm of Immortals, Demons, and Gods,” Poseidon remarked leisurely.

Could it be that this note was deliberately slipped to me by Yin Yaoyao when she was in the dean’s office?

She even recounted the details of the idle men’s chatter I overheard at the barbecue place, and the specifics of the funeral money the bespectacled man burned for me afterward, all with flawless accuracy.

Chu Xiangwan wasn’t fond of supplements; aside from her daily fruit drink, she only ate fruit.

Chen Jing was suddenly jolted awake from a marvelous, indescribable state. He remembered the legend of a mystical power known as “Wind-Ears,” which enabled its user to hear sounds from a thousand miles away carried on the breeze. He was certain it wasn’t an illusion, even though the experience was ineffable and blurred the line between dream and reality; he knew it was real.

When Duan Qiu and his companions reached the alien nest, they found it situated within an underground mineral vein. Most of the alien eggs had already been moved, leaving behind only lower-level aliens.

Because he had just used the Xuantian Sword Technique, Chu Tianyu’s internal energy was greatly depleted.

“Master! The Old Lord has summoned you for the reunion dinner! Come out and admire the moon!” At that moment, Yi’er knocked at the door from outside.

The pseudo-supreme ranks were all equipped with Void Mecha, allowing them to display combat power equivalent to the first tier of Supreme; while the highest current Supreme rank was only at the fifth tier.

“In that case, please enlighten me, senior.” Night Blade bowed, his eyes flashing with brilliance, his entire being charged with fighting spirit.

At that moment, Chen Jing sensed that the opponent’s magical power far surpassed his own, and so he turned and fled, diving into the forested hills.

“Why would I be angry? He has already considered my feelings quite well,” Murong Xin replied with remarkable calm. Her gaze toward Zi Xun was so serene that it revealed not a trace of animosity.

Li Xuemei shook her head in silence. They knew nothing of Zheng Ji’s circumstances, and whether he became an officer or not made no difference to him.

The bell continued to toll. The Kunlun disciple, dressed in pale yellow robes, had a black arrow lodged in his chest and a blow to his head, yet persisted in striking the bell. At this moment, he seemed to have become entirely one with Kunlun Mountain.

The defensive power of this barrier was actually stronger than that of the Immortal Physician’s protective talisman. With these eight layers of restriction, the difference in defense for Gu Fan was truly immense.