Chapter 22

Indeed, the great Regent does not pause to consider that his past attitude—maintaining a rigid, formal relationship of sovereign and subject to guard against her flirtations—has shifted. Now, he teases her periodically, often leaving her speechless with his remarks. To Feng Guang, it seems he is merely playing with her like a monkey; it would be a miracle if she believed him.

"Huan'er, let's go!" Just as Zhao Huan was feeling down, a gentle hand patted him.

"Of course there is enough; everyone gets a share. Mother said you are one of our own," Dongling replied naturally, turning to fetch other items.

His complexion, already poor, worsened further, and his mood soured as well. Upon hearing what Mo Nanting had said, he pressed his thin lips together and, for once, was too stunned to answer the question.

The elder sitting in the main seat was nearly sixty years old, dressed in a cyan robe with frost-touched hair. Despite his age, his figure was robust, his facial features sharp and distinct, carrying an aura of authority that required no anger to command respect. A closer look revealed that he possessed the cultivation of a high-level Spirit Master, his spiritual energy pure and surrounded by a vibrant, life-giving essence.

Jing Ye watched her eat, fearful that she might burn herself. Only when he saw her successfully finish a steaming bun did he look away, feeling relieved.

"Black Wind Mountain is rich in spiritual energy. I brought Feng Guang’s soul there because the spiritual energy of the mountain can help you maintain your most beautiful form," rather than becoming unrecognizable like those lost, wandering spirits.

"I’m sorry, I... I didn’t think such a thing would happen." Su slowly lowered her hand from her face, her gaze drooping, her mood visibly dampened.

After letting out a long sigh, Ian turned and headed toward the villa not far behind him.

As soon as the Buick business van came to a stop, Black Panther and the others jumped out, quickly seizing advantageous positions and firing at Chen Xuefeng’s approaching group.

—We bypassed the bustling staff and headed in the direction pointed out by the useless magic sword.

Yu Wutian looked at his son, feeling far more conflicted than he did about the Diamond Gate, which had yet to be breached despite the long delay.

Since returning from Yishihada City, Xu Xian had not allowed Bai Suzhen to participate in any meetings. He wanted to rely on himself this time; if Bai Suzhen intervened, all obstacles would be easily overcome, but that was not what Xu Xian wanted.

"Seven Kills and Breaking Army, slash! Punishing Evil and Exterminating Demon Thunder, fall!" Song Lingyun held a long blade in each hand, slashing toward Zuo Ci and the Old Immortal Nanhua respectively. At the same time, he uttered a true incantation, channeling his thunderous supernatural power. Over a hundred golden bolts of thunder, designed to punish evil and destroy demons, rained down upon the Yin-Yang Taoist, who had transformed into chains of four colors.

It seemed Jenny had not slept this peacefully in a long time. Fang Hua could not help but scoop her up in his arms. He walked over to her seat and sat down, continuing to hold her so she could rest in peace.

By now, influenced by the shifting destiny of the Primordial World caused by Song Lingyun and Nangong Linglong, more innate gods and demons were emerging. The God-Demon Alliance now boasted over six thousand innate gods and demons, along with five thousand god-demon descendants. Adding in the powerful races born later, the myriad tribes of the Primordial World were truly worthy of the name.

Of course, Song Lingyun knew that once the fierce beasts were slain, it would be the turn of these tribes, bred by the innate gods and demons, to fight for the luck and living space of the Primordial World.

What time is it to be tying shoelaces... Qiu Xingwu glanced at the person on the altar and sighed.

"Alright, since everyone is here, let's go." Originally, he should have introduced Chen Shuang and the others, but Xu Xian was in no mood. It turned out that during the days Bai Suzhen was away, she had been with the "real" Xu Xian. No wonder there had been no news.

Chen Zhongyi looked at Xu Xian with great surprise. He knew the story of Xu Xian, and before they set off, the Crown Prince had sent the Chief of the Eastern Palace Guards, Shao Fu, to share a drink with him, the implication being that he must ensure Xu Xian’s safety at all costs.

If Su Yang told her to stand beyond a safe distance, Shui Ling'er certainly wouldn't understand—she had no concept of what a "safe distance" was. But if he told her to stand right where she was and not move, she would understand, and she would truly stand there without moving an inch.

"Not at all. I thought you would finish two plates, so I only took one set. What's wrong?" Luo Ying did not seem to realize the severity of the situation.

One side had to fail to unify the empire; one side had to be expelled from the Red Carp tribe for failing their mission and being unable to return to the Mortal Sea.

Wei Yan let out a cold snort, lifted the man with one hand, and tossed him, landing him not far from the old woman.

He returned this time because he had heard that Orochimaru seemed to have researched something capable of satisfying the evolution of the Mangekyo Sharingan. He also returned to serve as a teacher, to cultivate the next generation for Konoha.

Yan Huan sighed once more; the Immortal Lord was truly approachable, domesticated, and a virtuous, good man.

Kiana’s face was almost pressed against the glass of the cake shop, a glimmer of moisture at the corner of her mouth.

Hearing this, the neighbors who had brought Xia Guo to the hospital knew the situation was grave, and they looked at each other in shock.

Bian Que’s daily routine and meal times were rigidly mechanical, accurate to the minute. Today, it was unclear what Chief Clerk Qin had said to make Bian Que so angry that he even skipped his meal.

Seeing Situ Cong, she recalled what she had heard from her father: Lan Tian might be the Situ family's long-lost eldest son, Situ You. Did her sister-in-law know Lan Tian's true identity? Would this chance encounter cause trouble?

Liu Rong felt he had reached a dead end in this matter, and He Feng’s wavering attitude made it impossible for him to understand why all of this was happening.

"It's nothing... I didn't really do anything," Su Yudie said shyly, her face flushing red.

However, seeing a familiar figure still struggling to hold on upon the battle platform, he could not help but frown again.

"After all, they’ve managed to survive until now; who knows what they’ve been through?" Yin Xue said indifferently from the side.

Ye Xian had not expected that the Gu worm inside his body would suddenly disappear. Regardless, the disappearance of the parasite was a cause for celebration.

Jin Yong felt there was no point in staying any longer. He stood up to bid farewell to Grandma Shi, who merely nodded slightly. Jin Yong did not take offense.