Chapter 39: Trouble on the Back Mountain!

“My gu worms, my gu worms! You… you truly deserve death!”

The village chief erupted in fury, paying no heed now to the strange sensations coursing through his body. He stood up, intent on lunging at the group.

“Village chief, village chief… the back mountain, the back mountain, the back mountain!”

His expression turned odd as he watched Uncle Da Zhuang and Auntie A Gui rushing over, clutching their hunting rifles. Their faces were pale, nearly blackened, so terrified they seemed on the verge of collapse.

Zhou Liang’s pupils suddenly contracted. His figure vanished, reappearing beside the Yama King, reaching for the Book of Life and Death. The Yama King smiled faintly; the book disappeared from his hand in an instant. With a sweeping gesture, thick ghostly energy enveloped Zhou Liang.

Without uttering a word, he appeared abruptly in her classroom. She was startled out of her wits; it was so sudden. When she panicked, her mind simply failed her—a fool who had no idea what to do. All she wanted was to escape, but fate had her run into Zhang Tingting instead.

Yet he did not know that the ghost arriving this time was not ordinary, but the one who would alter his destiny.

“Divine Physician, my sister’s remains are still below. I wish to take her back to Medicine God Island for a proper burial,” Cui Li’er’s eyes were red as she pleaded.

Perhaps the familiar voices called out to Lone Maple, pulling him back from the brink of madness and collapse, restoring his calm once more.

Tang Jinteng took the call away from Xin Yi’s earshot, but during dinner—how could Xin Yi fail to notice?

If, one day, she truly could no longer live in peace, she would follow Ming Chu, so long as he would have her—even if it meant becoming his servant or maid.

When he awoke, his heart felt empty. Seeing her beside him, he no longer cared whether it was real or merely a dream; he wanted to possess her fiercely.

When Jiang Xuerou and Jiang Hongfu appeared, both looked despondent, especially Jiang Hongfu, who seemed to have aged decades in an instant.

After the final class ended, Ah Xun and Dong Hai—the childhood friends—came over to chat just as they had yesterday. Dong Hai was still the same: shy and nervous in front of Liu Xing. Shouldn’t he have gotten used to it by now?

Ye Zheng’s master from his previous life—Cocoon Brother, who transformed during rain—was the first to teach Ye Zheng the skills of a warrior. Ye Zheng’s carefree, unruly character was, in large part, shaped by this mentor and friend.

Annoyed, I had wanted to strike someone, but remembering these security guards were only following Xia Wanyu’s orders, I restrained myself and pulled Pauline away from the boundaries of the Jiamusi Club.

No matter how she struggled, she could not sit up. The dagger remained sheathed, with no chance to draw it, and the two wolves, as if crazed, had taken full control.

“Any news?” I suddenly recalled Chen Qiusheng’s maliciousness; if Shen Yi failed to catch him this time, it would be like letting the tiger return to the mountain, a future calamity.

Zhuo Dong’er was the heiress of another branch of the Zhuo family, distantly related to Zhuo Man’er. Their looks were similar, but more striking was their bold, domineering temperament.

I tossed and turned in bed, half asleep, grabbed my phone, and dialed Jiang Qingqing’s number.

Seeing Lin Qi so arrogant, almost disregarding even Ouyang Yunzhong—the grand elder of the Ouyang family—the audience below exploded once again.

It was not that all the guards were dead, but that Ye Feng radiated such overwhelming strength that those soul master guards knew they were powerless against him; none dared to resist.

“Yes, I know. This time, I’ll do my best. If danger arises, I’ll leave.” Looking at his brothers' worried faces, Ye Feng lied kindly. In any case, this time, he was determined to succeed.

Qingge, full of joy, accepted the dish, but before she could turn, a hand adorned with a tinkling bell reached out, snatching the egg custard from her. A coquettish voice rang out.

When Du Qiu emerged from the VIP passage, seeing those who had come to meet him, he felt even more at ease. He tossed his backpack aside, stepped forward, and, imitating the moves of a figure skater, grasped Du Chunhua’s waist, lifting her and spinning several times on the spot.

The two stood tall and resolute, the mountain wind howling around them, their robes billowing fiercely. All the watching students felt a chilling murderous aura bearing down upon them.

The driver steeled himself, drew the dagger from his belt, and stabbed the horse’s haunch. Blood spurted instantly; the horse neighed in pain, then, heedless of the treacherous mountain path, bolted forward at full speed, dragging the carriage recklessly.

Takeuchi Itsuki let out a roar, pounding his chest like a gorilla, expressing his excitement.

Jun Yingzhi ignored him, long eager to try his hand. The stage of the Champion Cup finals! How many chances does one get in life? He took a deep breath, feeling the air tinged with intoxicating gunpowder.

Du Qiu was momentarily stunned, unable to react, about to ask questions. But then a memory flashed through his mind—before crossing over, he had worked in Pujiang for two years, during which the mayor was Yang Zhengxiong.

“Damn, just arrived in the Demon Realm’s UI collection and ran into a big monster. Perfect, I need to stretch my muscles. Let’s see what kind of demon it is.” Nezha flicked his wrist, summoning a Demon-Slaying Sword and a Fire-Tipped Spear, preparing to attack the rapidly approaching creature.

“There’s no need to be surprised. Not only am I a pawn, but the ‘Golden Lion’ is too, and at least three of the ‘Seven Warlords of the Sea’ are pawns as well. As for the Navy, that goes without saying.” He made no attempt to conceal his identity as a pawn, speaking bluntly.

Still within the Immortal Mountains, with a scroll of the Investiture of the Gods, suppressing the Faith Dao body of the Immortal Emperor—the Nameless Great Emperor. They all copied the changing times, the ever-shifting manifestations of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth.