Volume One, Chapter 68: At Night, This Is My Sole Craving

This like was so unexpected it left Su Li stunned for quite a while. She thought he’d mock her when he saw it, or perhaps he’d make her delete it just to appease Bai Zhiyao. Yet, surprisingly, he simply gave it a thumbs-up. Bai Zhiyao must have seen it too. Su Li really couldn’t fathom what Mo Xingyuan was thinking. Did he have feelings for Bai Zhiyao or not? If not, why was he always so easily summoned by her? If he did, then why would he like this post?

Mo Xingyuan’s behavior was truly perplexing to Su Li. Still, she guessed that Bai Zhiyao probably wouldn’t be able to sleep tonight. And that was enough. This wasn’t a major move; she just wanted Bai Zhiyao to see something she could never have, and feel as if her heart were being torn apart. She used to disdain such petty tricks, but now...

Three years after the resort was established, it began to attract large numbers of souls. At first, the ghost wardens were busy catching them all, but after some time, new ones would gather again. Time ticked slowly by. I squinted, a faint sense of foreboding stirring in my heart. Could it be that the demon dragon hadn't died after all?

“I’ll wait for you. Let me take you home. Come on, get in the car!” Zhang Linli opened the car door, leaving Mu Rongxue no room to refuse.

The information found on the forum confirmed that no one had died at the hot spring resort, but nearly everyone who stayed there for three to five days returned with a persistent high fever. Recently, someone even developed acute pneumonia and passed away.

After receiving the message, the other party temporarily cut off contact with Fang Bai, then three minutes later informed him they would help pull him off the comet and even try to repair him.

Normally, someone like that would avoid the Kunlun Sect at all costs—how could he just show up so openly? I suddenly felt as if a mountain were pressing down on us, my breath quickening. So this was the power of the Ghost Emperor—it made resistance feel utterly impossible.

There was no time to think, because just then, the noisy television broadcast a local news segment. Chen Yiye and I exchanged glances, both stunned.

“Good timing!” I laughed, launching another punch. This time, the crab’s pincers shattered like glass.

Unsure how long she’d slept, Weiyang slowly woke, her head foggy and heavy. Opening her eyes, she saw nothing familiar—everything was strange.

Chopsticks smiled blandly. “Don’t worry, our people are downstairs. Nothing will happen. And if anything does, the police will handle it.”

“Dammit, with my current strength, I can only perform at a normal level. I still can’t use the Sixfold Ice and Fire technique!” Chen Hu was indignant and clearly dissatisfied.

Li Haolong nodded, feeling reassured. Though he hadn’t known the Shanghai fellow long, he could tell he was usually quiet—while everyone chatted, he listened intently and rarely interjected. He often watched Li Haolong closely; thinking about it, he was the most suspicious.

“But I always feel you’re strange, distracted,” Liu Yuxin said, her expression worried.

The three glanced around—there were still crowds waiting for taxis, so reluctantly, they boarded a black cab.

Just after Kong Renzong finished speaking, another voice sounded. Looking over, they saw a young man, about twenty-seven or twenty-eight, dressed in an ordinary robe of the Myriad Phenomena Sect. He looked like a regular martial artist, but unexpectedly, he also wanted to challenge the senior disciple.

Li Haolong glanced at him, stood up, and entered the office. Once inside, he leaned against the wall and squatted down. Squatting was the rule here; if you didn’t squat, you’d get beaten. That’s how it was in detention—once you entered, you were a notch lower than everyone else. Whenever you saw the police, it was safest to squat.

Gu Hao nodded, walked over, and gripped the knife handle with one hand. His soul’s intent enveloped it.

From these phenomena, Beidou surmised that the Alliance seemed to garner considerable respect here, though he wasn’t sure why. Still, it wasn’t the right time to ask.

“This is simple!” Kazekaze Ichiro closed his eyes, gathered his energy, and a circular cyclone flashed beneath his feet and vanished.

And this was only Emei’s first offensive, deploying just twenty percent of its forces. If they were repelled and refused to give up, gathering more strong warriors for another battle, then a heavy loss in the first fight would leave them unable to withstand a second or third assault.

When Shi Jinyu was young, her family suffered a fire. Her husband died saving her, crushed by a falling beam. Shi Jinyu never remarried. At the same time, she served as deputy director of the Provincial Fire Command Center.

The Evil King hadn’t expected anyone to dare rescue those two. He froze for a moment, then quickly recovered, retreating without hesitation.

“Have you made up your minds? Are you going to fight or not?” Zi Yulian watched as Zhang Wei and the others formed a circle, whispering among themselves. She let them discuss for a long while before finally asking.

Such unusual states lasted only an instant, so only a few observant people like Chen Xi noticed. None of them reminded others about the slip in Yousente’s speech; instead, they quietly buried the observation.

“Who dares disturb my Xuan City!” Countless waves of powerful, ghostly blue soul creatures surged forth, hostile toward Wang Xuan, a man who still had flesh.

Now, they were gradually approaching Orochimaru’s branch base, so wasting chakra recklessly was out of the question. No one knew what tough battles might await, so the idea was shelved for later study.

Kui exerted every ounce of strength, reaching her maximum flight speed. Her clothes crackled loudly in the fierce wind.

“What are you trying to do? Let me go!” Smartbrain No. 2 shouted angrily. She wanted to throw Meng’er off, but Meng’er held her too tightly to shake free.

The reason I hadn’t acted for so long was simply because I feared his age—he might not withstand my attack. The problem was Zhou Gorilla had no such concerns; he never considered the consequences.

Leng Yurou didn’t have to wait long before someone summoned her to the conference room. Smiling, she bid Mu Tiange goodbye, then nervously headed to Chu Yanzhe’s office.

Gao Fei ignored Chunyu Qiong entirely; people like Chunyu Qiong meant nothing to him.

“You… why are you all just standing there? Kill him for me!” Lonely Ran, his cheek swollen like a balloon, shouted orders.

According to Tingyu’s account, over the past hundred days, she had already checked both directions within a kilometer of the cave and found nothing unusual. Even nearly a hundred meters above, she had inspected the smooth cliff walls—there were no footholds to be found.