Volume 1, Chapter 37: Are You Just Going to Watch Me Die?

“Just don’t let grandmother find out.”
“How can this possibly be kept a secret? Zheng’er, listen to your mother’s advice, will you?”
Ruan Liuzheng replied, “Mother, I have my own plans.”
Seeing her stubbornness, Madam Ruan lost patience and said coldly, “Rest for now.”
Ruan Liuzheng felt numb and applied the ointment to her wound.

Then, he sensed a powerful refining energy release, directly targeting an item that had fallen from the Wind Dragon, emitting a faint treasure-like glow.
The dense tendrils swept fiercely in all directions like a torrent. Perhaps knowing the captain was tough to deal with, Ye Qiang ignored them entirely and focused solely on ordinary corpse soldiers.

These assassins had only code names, no identities, for they themselves did not know who they were. Their sole purpose in life was to serve Yin Jiaoyu, doing his bidding and killing for him.

From these ordinary soldiers, he sensed a rare chivalrous spirit. Even more astonishing was that not all of them were merely brawny brutes; some were learned scholars of great repute.

The taxi drove for about forty minutes, leaving the bustling city behind to reach a scenic area of mountains and waters.

Earlier restlessness had turned into scattered avoidance; no one wanted to be pierced like a hedgehog by steel spears or be falsely accused of rebellion.

Ji Kong paid New Year’s respects to Natsuragi Senzaemon, extending both hands to present his New Year gift—a jade Guanyin statue he personally selected at the jade market.

Silently calculating the fan’s frequency, An Yifei took a deep breath and, like a phantom, “floated” up, swiftly disappearing behind the fan. The next moment, he dangled like Spider-Man on the frame behind the first fan using a grappling hook.

Although Ji Kong and Kasumigaoka Utaha had shared their most intimate moments, in the dim environment where discovery was possible, wouldn’t the subtle, ambiguous touches between their bodies be even more thrilling?

The infection signals around were astonishingly numerous. Considering the bigger picture, Ye Qiang refrained from a rash attack. Instead, he led everyone away, setting up camp hundreds of miles from the corpse clan’s stronghold.

After a brief moment of distraction, forcing himself to calm down, Dongtian’s vision finally caught up with Kailin’s rhythm. He saw her clearly now and thought she resembled a cat. And there was even a talisman that could transform someone?

“Doctor, how’s my brother? Is he alright? Are his injuries serious?” Liang Chen asked anxiously.

This was Qingkong’s favorite scenery. The two sat atop an ancient, towering tree, gazing upon the picturesque land of the demon clan, leaning close to one another.

“Very well. From now on, you’ll live with me and train daily according to my regimen,” Ye Tian said.

“Nan’er, your martial performance yesterday was impressive,” Bai Qi remarked with a gentle smile, riding alongside Gu Nan.

Linghu Li felt the ripple of the barrier and glanced sideways. Outside the barrier, Ming Ye frowned at her, while Ming Dao anxiously broke his own barrier. Looking at the sword in his hand, the pink light clusters were not yet fully absorbed. He closed his eyes, reinforcing the barrier, awaiting the pink light’s complete entry into Xidao’s body.

Since dusk, Duanmu Qing had seen Gu Nan bustling inside and outside the kitchen, though she had yet to reveal what she was preparing.

“Gene War God” took out his high-tech detection instruments, scanning, sensing, analyzing, and interpreting simultaneously. As a Level 9 Gene Warrior in the Milky Way Star Domain, “Gene War God” always revered limitless science and now publicly demonstrated a proprietary technology of his own invention.