Chapter 119: Let's Get a Divorce

A storm raged within Zhou Ci's dark, gloomy eyes; everything was on the verge of erupting.

Zhou Ci gave a cold laugh and stepped aside to clear the way. Fu Lin stared at him for a few seconds before walking past.

Gu Shenshen finally deigned to set aside the laptop in her hands and rise from the sofa.

The man cast a cold glance at her from the doorway before turning and walking away.

Though Gu Shenshen felt a lingering unease, still...

As his gaze drifted toward Mu Wanqiu's cell window, Li Jun slowly clenched his hand into a fist, instantly grinding the thin twig in his palm to dust.

As if driven by an inescapable fate, the footsteps that followed like a shadow had already quietly caught up behind him.

What concerned Ding Zi the most was that she, too, had sent someone to drug Madam Mu back then. However, that drug was a stimulant, serving a similar purpose to the one Imperial Physician Qi had intended to prescribe her; it would only make Madam Mu's temperament grow increasingly volatile.

"You must be Zhang Qian. Haha, I'm Yuan Yingjie, the student council president. It's a pleasure to meet you." The speaker was the very "hero" who had just put on a show of rescuing the damsel in distress. He bowed his head slightly, extending his hand to Zhang Qian, and introduced himself with practiced gentlemanly grace.

Yet he had no other choice but to remain obediently at the Frost Manor, keeping a close eye on Bing Feng. It seemed this was the only way to reduce the chances of Bing Feng doing something foolish.

Finally, the day to embark on the world quest adventure arrived. Zhao Lei left his lodging early, heading toward the location where the portal to the quest world would open.

Before Li Junxiu could even finish his sentence, Xu Yuan was driven to such embarrassment and rage that she began to show violent tendencies.

No matter how utterly unwilling she was, under the watchful eyes of the crowd, she could no longer force Master Liu to alter the wager. Above all, she could not allow the label of "willful and arrogant" to be pinned on her.

This state had persisted for fourteen days. The daily cycle of frenzied slaughter and cultivation drained far too much of their physical strength and energy; to maintain their condition for the following day, they had no choice but to rest.

He had no idea that the two of them were already utterly shocked. They had never imagined that a player could comprehend the game's martial arts so thoroughly, executing transitions between moves so naturally, all while possessing vastly superior attributes. As the exchange wore on, defending themselves became increasingly difficult, and their control over their Innate True Essence grew agonizingly unstable.

Liu Yucheng frowned. He hadn't considered this. Everything he had played before was just a simulation; who knew if this godforsaken place would play for keeps.

A giant hand manifested from spiritual energy instantly materialized. Withdrawing his power, he gestured for Third Master Yuan to try it himself.

What a hypocritical afterthought. When he was flipping tables, he hadn't shown a shred of concern for her; now that the danger had passed, he wanted to play the caring guardian?

With a violent shake of Chiyou's arm, all one hundred and eight men were reduced to ash. They could not even squeeze out a single scream before they perished, meeting their end at the hands of Chiyou.

Xuanling was the reincarnation of Tianyin. Having become Fengyu's disciple, the two of them walked the path of their past lives once more.

Xue Tao's voice rang out abruptly. Immediately after, military vehicles swarmed the area, with five or six of them completely surrounding the perimeter. Hundreds of agile, heavily armed soldiers carrying submachine guns deployed into position. Xue Tao emerged alongside them, his gaze cold and calculating as he stared at Liu Yu.

Having followed Huo Siming for so many years, Zhao Mu had long since mastered the art of reading people's expressions. Moreover, since he had been the one to investigate the Ni family's affairs, he knew very well that the relationship between these two was far from amicable.

Thus, despite their burning desire to kill Ye Jinmu, they dared not make another reckless move.

Such a sight had not been witnessed for over a century. The last time a similar event occurred, the imperial family collapsed within a mere two years. Now that it was unfolding within the territory of the Weapon Refining Sect, those ambitious sects seemed to glimpse a beacon of hope.