Chapter 96: A Minor Difficulty

The application form for borrowing equipment had been filled out and submitted by Xiao Han long ago. Qian Lai handed the form to Wang Caiyun. “Inspector Wang, this is the application form signed by Dr. Brown. Please help me retrieve the equipment.” This young woman seemed clever enough, yet she simply could not discern the implication behind Qian Lai’s words.

“There’s nothing wrong with the application form, is there?” Qian Lai, growing anxious, noticed Wang Caiyun examining both the form and herself, yet still reluctant to provide the equipment key.

“Then at least I can bully you, can’t I?” Xuan Yan smiled faintly, her hands wandering restlessly around Leng Qingxuan’s waist.

The surgery for Lan Siqi would last a while longer, and with Wang Yu still present, Liang Ye had no intention of staying any longer. So, the two of them left quietly, choosing to wait across the street in a teahouse until Consilis and the others had departed.

Qin Ye said, “Zhang Kuo, let’s return to the spaceship. Later we’ll go to Tang Lier’s birthday party together…” With that, she turned and walked away.

Though many disciples of the Witch Sect harbored resentment toward Zhou Qing, Granny Third had always treated Zhou Qing kindly. It was, in fact, at Granny Third’s suggestion that Zhou Qing became the seventy-sixth generation disciple of the Witch Sect.

Chang Yong was in great pain; life is fragile, fleeting, gone in an instant. Today one might laugh in joy; tomorrow, illness or accident could bring it all to an end. To be alive is a gift—cherish every day, cherish every person beside you, and do not let regret carry over into tomorrow. Learning to cherish is learning how to live well.

To say inexplicably that Sheng Jiayi liked him, and then claim they were well matched—could just a hint of suspicion really make her think so much?

Zhang Kuo and the others could only follow, trailing behind Dongmuxue into a long, wide underground passage.

Indeed, that’s how it was; no amount of regret or self-recrimination could change the past—time would not flow backward.

But just as Zhao Tianyu was ten steps from the Spirit Fox, hundreds of streams of true energy erupted in the night sky, and behind them, hundreds more followed.

“It seems things here aren’t over yet. Who knows what will happen inside that research institute? Perhaps even Minhui can’t guess!” Yaming had begun to suspect something.

Shangguan Jingshui pulled Zhao Tianyu, whose acupoints had been sealed, to her side. The other cultists all glared at Zhao Tianyu with fierce hostility.

This trial was a boon for sword cultivators; for other practitioners, survival under the onslaught of a thousand swords was nearly impossible.

Though the Da Qin Trading Company was visiting Tianfeng City for the first time, the surrounding vendors had set up their stalls like this before, so most of them were familiar with each other. Even those less acquainted recognized Xiao Yi as the owner of the club who had purchased the stall.

Without Si Huang to protect him, Liu Shun’s actions became swift and aggressive, lunging at the snowy white hamster sprinting away.

They would follow all the way to the demon clan’s residential district, but once inside, they would turn back to their own territory. Perhaps, because everyone was full from the journey, there would be no fighting—making it one of the rarer spectacles of the demon realm.

Yet how subtle was the coordination between the Demon Angel and Kuoming? The moment Yaming moved, the two split up, each drawing their most cherished weapon.

A dim light glimmered in Xiao Jincheng’s eyes. Though touched at his core by these words, he did not grow angry. Instead, he clapped his hands, his face full of admiration.

Ao Shaolong and his group, guided by Yin Lanying’s cries, all looked over to the large divan.

With that, the God of Asura’s gaze pierced the thick clouds, locking onto a secret place deep within the divine realm.

This young man was none other than Shi Huan, who had escorted Rou Yue back to her homeland and secretly protected Su Ergou.

Yet, when she heard news of the six hundred-thousand-year soul rings, her heart was shaken to its core.

After drifting for over ten minutes, Ren Hao finally spotted a stone bridge. He swam toward it with all his might and, at last, managed to grab hold of a pillar beneath the bridge, barely escaping disaster.