Chapter 27

"Could this be a side effect from the injury and coma you suffered this time?" Jian Hao asked.

Upon learning that Yaji Bo was being held here, Duan Qingtian told me not to kill him but to bring him back, perhaps suspecting that someone might attempt a prison break on the way. Or perhaps he had no intention of killing him at all, but rather intended to lock him away, which would still risk a rescue attempt.

This is the difference between Tang Zhong and Jiao Nanxin. Both have an untamable side in their bones, but Jiao Nanxin leans more toward being headstrong and understands how to compromise when necessary. Tang Zhong, however, is a reckless madman through and through; he fights desperately to gain an advantage and would rather die than suffer a loss.

She mimicked A-Ken’s expressions and tone perfectly. It wasn't comical or funny; there was an indescribable allure to it.

I thought to myself, "Something is wrong." With a swoosh, the quilt was thrown aside. Fearing accidents, I hadn't undressed—I usually sleep naked, but this time I was wearing a single summer layer. As the quilt was flipped, I rolled off the bed, stepped into my slippers, and thrust the three-foot-long bronze sword forward.

Once the previous students had finished their procedures, it was Tang Yaohui and his group's turn. After filling out a form regarding their height and weight, the five of them were ready for their physical examinations.

Driving a silver-gray Lamborghini with her long hair flowing in the wind, a beautiful woman in a luxury car holding a little girl in her arms—Ye Chen and his two companions certainly drew plenty of attention.

It was because the way he stabbed himself was so decisive and ruthless, without a hint of hesitation or pause.

"Mengyao and I were just messing around with some research, and my eldest sister found a job outside," Ruan Yunxi said. She was clearly a girl who loved to talk, possessing a completely different personality from Ruan Yawen.

Even the most comfortable things must come to an end. Ling Hai knew that everything follows the law of moderation; soaking in a hot spring for too long is actually harmful to the human body.

This was thanks to Ye Tian's innate talent and the enhancement of the Xuanyuan Sword, which allowed him to gather so many people in such a short time.

"You aren't impeaching my son in the imperial court, are you? Then let me ask you: how I choose to discipline my own son is my business, isn't it?"

Zhou Jining watched his retreating figure, standing still for a moment. After a while, he reached up to rub his brow and returned to his room to make a phone call and make arrangements.

He led Fusu to a west wing room and pushed the door open abruptly, causing a choking cloud of dust to billow out.

Laozi says: The Great Dao is formless, nurturing heaven and earth; the Great Dao is emotionless, governing the movement of the sun and moon; the Great Dao is nameless, nourishing all things. I do not know its name, so I force a name upon it: Dao.

With a bang, Xie Cheng’s chin was knocked numb, and he let go of Qi Nian. Once free, Qi Nian scrambled behind An Nan, hiding herself completely.

Those who were complicit were even more terrified, fearing that the guillotine might fall upon their necks at any moment, claiming their heads.

If there was anything truly infuriating about this incident, it was that it was a man-made tragedy, not the work of mountain bandits as claimed.

The rhythmic thumping of someone knocking at the door woke the innkeeper, who had been unable to sleep all night. Although the chaos at Dragon Mouth Ferry the night before did not directly affect ordinary people in the mortal world, the terrifying glow of the magical battle had lit up the night, and with various sect cultivators patrolling until dawn, the common folk naturally couldn't sleep.

Although the living room had returned to silence, the atmosphere was as eerie as could be. The maid who brought the tea didn't dare linger and hurried back to the kitchen.

"Not only is he alive, but Han Zimo is now single-mindedly obsessed with Murong Che’s life!" Marquis An looked at Marquis Liang with deep, inscrutable eyes.

The Great Yuan Beast avatar had followed Jun Yunqing’s orders to restrain its strength as much as possible, but with a single swipe of its claw, it instantly slaughtered the few people surrounding it.

"All of you, go back to the Beast Realm!" Qiong Qi only had time to bark this command to the high-level beasts groveling below before rushing forward.

He killed her, then whispered in her ear that for the sake of the commander, Wes’s life could be sacrificed at any moment.

"Hus... Husband, from now on, wherever you go, Xian'er will follow. I will never leave you again. Is that alright?" Hearing these heartfelt words from Mu Yi, Xian'er replied shyly. It was clear she wasn't yet used to calling him husband, but since it was inevitable, she stammered through the words.

"...It seems so." Mu Yi tried to sit up, but the moment he moved, he felt dizzy and disoriented. It seemed that due to the excessive expenditure of his mental energy, even walking was a struggle.

This token was a secret weapon of the Zi Family Army, unknown to outsiders, yet the person before them had identified it clearly.

At the same time, Bai Huangli was filled with admiration. With just a few words, Zixi had downplayed their conflict with the Lizard and Zhan Peng, framing it as a heroic act of eliminating evil for the sake of the people. Not only did this save them the trouble of explaining, but it also made the villagers cheer and enhanced her own reputation as a princess.

Click! Just as the Heart of Divine Fire was about to pull Tu Linglong up, an abrupt sound caught its attention.

"I would rather your mother never returned to the country than allow you to do this. Do you know the consequences of your actions?" Nian Shihong roared from the other end of the line.

"That goes without saying. Sir, let’s move the cargo onto the ship now. I’ve already called my brothers over," Xin Si said, gesturing to the burly men behind him.

Xie Cha’s mind went blank. She clearly couldn't fathom how she, a dignified Bone Witch, had been defeated in an instant by a wizard. Her face burned with the sting of humiliation.

T0 had recently taken a liking to watching television dramas from the Star Cluster. This mechanical old man was particularly fond of melodramatic soaps—stories of tangled love and hate, sensational plots, and people dying for the sake of romance.

Watching the disbelieving expressions of Zhang Kui and his three companions, Feng Ni’s lips curled into a faint smile. This was the power of artistic conception, the power of fist intent. Once one grasped such a state, killing warriors of the same rank became as easy as slicing vegetables.

At this moment, everyone knew that unity and cooperation were the only way to survive. If they didn't fight with everything they had, they would likely all perish here, so everyone fought with extraordinary ferocity.

"Then I shall wait for your news. I hope you won't disappoint me. Let's walk a bit further; the breeze here is quite pleasant," Ling Qi said with an ambiguous smile, pushing off the railing and continuing forward.

The hall was crowded, and though most people were talking, everyone lowered their voices intentionally, maintaining an elegant and tranquil atmosphere throughout the entire space.

Su Lin struggled to control his vibrating soul. The moment he voluntarily let the realm collapse, something in his mind desperately tried to break through—not T0, but his own humanity.

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