Volume One, Chapter 77: I’ve Been Thinking of You

Su Li was slapped in the face, and when she walked out, her expression was tense. She paid no mind to what kind of argument Xiao Motong and his mother might have; after all, none of it mattered to her anymore. Earlier, Sister Lu had mentioned that Xiao Motong was already accomplished in his career and could make his own decisions.

“In your eyes, am I just someone who stirs up trouble?” Qin Mengling feigned anger as she spoke.

Hearing this, concern flickered across the faces of Jiang Chenxi and the others, yet none of them attempted to stop her. They all understood that Ji Yuchen walked a different path than theirs, and it was a path he had to walk alone.

But they still did not know why Grandfather had also resigned. It was only for their safety that Grandfather had made such a decision.

A sudden wave of dizziness forced Shen Yunyou to stop what she was doing and collapse to the ground. Powerless, she felt Shen Yunxiu viciously kick her, spit in her face, and then storm away in a rage.

The once mighty god before whom countless cultivators and mortals had bowed and trembled in reverence was now trampled beneath the Eastern Emperor’s foot, mercilessly tormented with not the slightest means of resistance.

Consort Shu had remained at the mourning hall upon arrival and had not come over; her coming now to bid farewell was only to be expected.

Everyone had assumed that Chen Long would charge straight into the goal, but who could have predicted he would instead become the commander of the team?

As these fragmented memories surfaced, Zhang Yang finally felt true happiness—happiness he had never known before. No matter how much greater his past suffering might have been, if it could bring his mother back to life, he would accept it without hesitation.

At that moment, in the distant sky, a flash of crimson divine light streaked by. The next instant, the dim and lifeless planet erupted like a bomb, exploding suddenly.

“How much longer until we reach Sky City?” Ji Yuchen stopped and asked.

Regardless of everything, they scrambled into the forest, tumbling and crawling. Charging into the woods didn’t guarantee their safety, but at least it offered something behind them that might stop a bullet.

After all, Zhu Qi never considered himself to have a good temper. These people had bullied him to his face—should he still greet them with a smile? For the Sky Net Alliance to spread such news meant they wished to destroy him. Just this one rumor alone—how could Zhu Qi ever let them go?

With a look of utter disbelief as if she’d seen a ghost, Yoona could not accept that she was still expected to clean the room. Was this a joke?! No, absolutely not—the child firmly refused such an unreasonable demand.

Life was unbearably difficult. Over the past month, the Daoist had often thought of the monk, Qin Feng, and the others, imagining that if they were all together, even when facing the disciples of the Valley of Heartlessness, they would have nothing to fear.

Fearing to draw attention, Alice refrained from using any spiritual energy, relying solely on her martial arts. Although she had just entered the initial stage of channeling energy, each of her punches carried over a thousand pounds of force—not something those black gangsters could withstand.

“I’ve already made a promise with Youjia—she will debut, her voice will recover, it will,” Kim Taeyeon said resolutely. She believed in Du Youjia, that steadfast Busan man who had never known defeat.

Let her cry; perhaps it’s the only thing I can do for her now. Lend her a shoulder—not especially strong—so she can release all her frustrations and grievances.

Wan Tai’s face twisted with rage. This was a humiliation beyond compare—not only had he been defeated by Luo Feng, but now even his cultivation was sealed.

Brilliance descended as the Snowfall Sword pierced the earth, half its blade buried in the ground. The force of the sword pressed down, its powerful energy flattening the barren land within a yard’s radius, spreading outward, stirring up clouds of dust that scattered. Then, like snowflakes, wisps of white energy drifted slowly to the ground, dissolving into the air.