92. Spirits and Deities (Conclusion)

Ziyun did not understand what "negative energy" meant, but she knew he was comforting her. So she nodded through her tears. Ever since that day, she had not cried for a very, very long time.

"If you want to live, get lost," Qin Hao said calmly, feeling that he was already being more than considerate.

Su Ming formed a hand seal, and a flash of spiritual light burst from the Frost Flood-Dragon Shears. Two flood dragons rose into the air, twisting and turning before melting back into the shears once more.

The vast facade, carved with the shape of an immortal's delusion, opened inward, revealing all manner of buildings within. As the foremost academy, Qilin Academy's adaptability could likewise be called second to none.

Sikong Zhan's expression changed slightly, though he still forced himself to endure. Today was the inauguration ceremony of Master Xiaoyue, a grand occasion for Wutai. If they were to fall out with Emei now, they would be walking straight into Emei's trap. By then, people would only say that Wutai was abusing its power and bullying others.

Boundless immortal radiance rippled outward, and phantom forms of divine beasts appeared across the sky. One multicolored chain after another fell from the void, locking down the immense tower.

Facing Li Yuqing's relaxed expression, Dong Ying wilted. Fine, fine—she could only admit that Li Yuqing was formidable.

Their task was simple: to provide any service required by guests who reached the twelfth level, even if such guests demanded a male companion for the night, they were not allowed to refuse.

The word "you" had only just left her mouth when there was another sharp crack. Li Chennan's second slap landed on the other side of her face.

Whether in Changle City or in Jade Capital City, the whole kingdom of Ning was immersed in a festive atmosphere of jubilation.

Beside Mr. Wei, Wang Zifei leaned close to his ear and said, "Why aren't you saying anything? That doesn't seem like you. Since when have you become so obedient?" As one of the four major conglomerates in the capital, of course she would be here, and she knew at least half the people present.

Though everyone was generous, their faces were still grim. This might be a mission from which none returned, yet no one dared step back, and none could.

"I don't need it. I can't break my word," Jian Xi refused directly. "At the very least, I have to wait until this period is over. I still have work right now, and if I suddenly leave, it would be far too dishonest. After all, he's my friend."

Even she did not know why she was angry, but a nameless fire was burning in her heart. Perhaps she felt she had been deceived. In any case, she was furious.

Qiao Zixin was indeed no longer acting out. She obediently threw herself into Mr. Wei's arms and said, "I'm still a little sore there. Can you hold me?" She had once imagined countless times what her Prince Charming would be like, but never had she expected it to be someone like Mr. Wei. Still, at least he was responsible, and knew how to be considerate.

He stood with his back to Feng Qiansong, clad in a white robe, hands behind him, his aura detached and otherworldly, like an exiled immortal descended to earth.

As for the Qiongqi, it seemed to sense the explosive soul-rending light in the air. It roared in fury, baleful qi surging to the heavens, and flaming black energy shot upward, crashing into the light from the great eye. In the end, it shattered into pink fragments, as though vanishing from heaven and earth.

Their foremost goal this time was to determine whether the sealing power around Skyvault Mountain remained intact, and only then proceed to the next step. Since they knew nothing of the state of the sealed ground, they had drawn up several battle plans to deal with any possible changes.

"Must you leave today?" Ding Shufen asked, unable to hide her reluctance, in the apartment Mr. Wei had purchased earlier when he first came here to expand his business in Han City.

Just as the people around him were noisily condemning Zhang Li, a faint ding sounded from the elevator entrance, and Zhang Yuyong finally appeared on the first floor.

Yuan Yuan said thank you. Her voice was so soft it was barely audible, yet it carried an irresistible charm; any man who heard it would gladly go through fire and water for her.

What on earth had happened? Could it be that the genius spear had devoured his soul and then spit it back out, creating another version of himself? Why had his ancestor never told him?

Forget it, forget it. Let me go through with the marriage. From now on, I'll just hole up in the Prince Cheng Manor and not even enter the palace. None of it will have anything to do with me.

Just then, he turned around and lowered his head, taking the fruit I had brought. He must have already finished the meat as well.

The bar owner only felt as though his brain were about to explode, and then he fainted on the spot. Lu Fei let out a breath of relief. Better for the only witness to sleep through this. By tomorrow morning, when he woke, he would remember nothing at all.

Li Tianshow had been about to retort and ask why she had called him over if nothing was wrong, when her next words came out first. Yue Qi opened his mouth, swallowed hard, and swallowed the question as well.

Of course Yang Ruyi would not believe it. No one understood just how strong Yang Ruofeng really was better than she did. Most importantly, Yang Ruofeng was now a cultivator at the Deity Transformation stage; under any circumstances, he could crush Young Master Bai.

After hearing Lu Fei's explanation, Luo Xinyao and Lu Yuanfeng both understood. If Lu Fei had not said it, perhaps neither of them would have noticed anything special about the Yan family. They were connected to the Li family—who could have imagined that? No one. Because no one could have imagined it, they had been able to act so brazenly.

"Your Highness, rest assured. With Yan'er here, the matter will naturally be handled properly," she said, and then winked at Nangong Luojing in secret.

He rose and gently draped the cloak over her shoulders. He had originally meant to carry her back behind the screen, but the moment he reached out, he drew his hand back again.

No matter how cold and distant she might seem, she was still only a two-year-old child. If she truly encountered danger, she would not even have the ability to protect herself.

There was nothing at all between us. Mengqi truly wanted to say it like that, but she could not bring herself to speak the words.