Volume One, Chapter 25: Be Careful Not to Harm the Child

As soon as Sun Xiaoxuan returned to her room, her phone rang.

Seeing the caller ID, her expression grew flustered.

She hurriedly closed the door before pressing the answer button.

Suppressing her voice, she snapped angrily, “Didn’t you just get eighty million? What more do you want?”

Having settled matters on his end, Fang Ye no longer needed to visit the Xuanyu Tower and went straight back to his cave to cultivate.

“Hmph, you talk too much!” Tang Doudou’s cheeks flushed slightly, and she turned, walking toward the hospital.

Zhao, the magistrate of Langqi Prefecture, led his men to the city gate to greet them. After a round of formalities and polite conversation, they all entered the official residence together, chatting and laughing.

“Alright then, just wait. I’ll be there soon.” With that, Wu Fan hung up. At the same time, Lin Yutong was tidying up the room with a cheerful smile.

“What else could it be?” Mingzhu listened, her tone implying that she might even be punished for not managing things properly.

Inside the Hall of Governance, there was dead silence. Occasionally, the sound of sobbing broke through, though it was no longer as obvious as before. Some people even frowned, their minds turning to another matter—was this internal strife worth it? Was it necessary? Would there be victory? And what should they do next?

“Please step aside. We have things to do,” Lin Man said, her face showing displeasure. She had no liking for the two people before her.

“That’s because you haven’t awakened your abilities yet. Back then, you were able to cross the Great Marsh at the age of ten. In your past life, when you returned here to recover from your injuries, you left some things behind. Those things were meant for you.” With a wave of the Demon Emperor’s hand, a storage spirit ring of heavenly grade appeared before Ross.

“It’s only right. But from what you said, Brother, I assume you’ve made quite a few friends?” Yun Xiang didn’t object to Liu Yunyang socializing; she trusted his judgment.

Jun Wuxie silently leaned into his embrace, her warm breath, now unobstructed, growing even hotter.

When Chen Feng arrived, he saw only thirty pitch-black chests, tightly sealed and stacked on the yacht, covered by tarps.

Watching Gao Yu and the ten members of the White Bird clan slowly head back toward Gu’er Mountain, Zhang Shiping sighed. He understood that this emotional outburst was a test of Gao Yu’s heart. If she couldn’t overcome it, she’d never have another chance to improve.

When Wu Fan heard that Lieutenant Inoue wanted him to take the Japanese soldiers into the room he had lied about, he grew nervous. Instinctively, he glanced at Taro Inoue, his brows furrowing as he hesitated, clearly troubled.

After apologizing once more to everyone, Wu Hui turned and left. His back wasn’t exactly lonely, but amid the cheers, there was a trace of desolation.

“They were trying to bully me.” Lin Chengzai hid behind Chu Long, and it turned out to be the right choice. Once he did, no one else dared to move. Chu Long’s status in the group was clear to see.

Seeing that Yu Ji had failed to distinguish himself, Zuo Ci suddenly produced a few pills and tossed them at the cocoon. This time, the cocoon didn’t emit a shrill scream—just a black shockwave burst forth, crashing into the pills.

The twelve Foundation Establishment cultivators quickly found their partners, pairing up in twos. Each pair would withstand a single strike from the Extreme Mountain Dragon Monkey before retreating to let the next pair step up. If they couldn’t hold on, the other two would step in early to help resist.

Even Duoji, who shouted the loudest, never dared to move forward, always staying at the back of the group.

“At last, you’re here.” The moment Lin Chengzai appeared, Yoona’s eyes lit up and she dashed toward him.

Though Shen Zhen had shown unwavering loyalty all along the way, Shen Jie could never bring himself to trust such loyalty completely. Could the bond between brothers, or the loyalty of servant to master, really shift so easily?