Chapter 59 So Frequent

After calming himself, Sang Tianlin glanced at Mo Qianxun and said, “Sister, you should leave here as soon as possible. You’re dressed differently from us, and in these times, the people—already on edge from the disasters—might mistake you for a monster and burn you alive. Just the day before yesterday, I saw a little girl who was burned for being mistaken as a demon.”

Mo Qianxun paused for two seconds, then nodded. Indeed, this place was extremely unstable now. “What about you? What are your plans?”

The other noble families thought the same way. That was why, for their elderly patriarchs, they spared no effort to keep them here to hold the situation together. In the capital, every major family had their elders maintaining the spiritual field—it was clear evidence of this strategy.

He had arranged everything properly; there was no need to get so upset. Yet she even had her bedroom torn apart, causing her to suffer sleepless nights filled with nightmares.

“You two talk; I have some things to attend to,” Jiao Enxiu said irritably, finding an excuse and leaving.

At that moment, within the ghost city, buildings were demolished instantaneously by bursts of power. The Dragon Path Spirit unleashed fierce attacks, and Yama, the King of Hell, responded in kind. Black and fiery red energies intertwined, leaving nothing but dust in their wake.

Last night, Ru Xue saw Tian Bai transform into Ruyun and was taken away by Ouyang Tianming. The loneliness, the vacant look in her eyes, and her solitary figure still lingered in Tian Bai’s mind.

He knew his harsh breakup with Yan Luoxi had been wrong, and his subsequent silence was even worse. But at that time, he dared not look back. He feared that if his heart softened, they would reconcile, and all his efforts would be undone, history repeating itself. Was that worthwhile?

“Don’t think I’ll be grateful just because you covered for me.” Many had witnessed the scene; once they returned to the Ministry of Health, rampant gossip would surely follow.

The group arrived at the harbor hospital. The sixth floor was already deserted. The director reported that last night, the hospital had been attacked by assassins, resulting in the death of a patient under special care. Before dawn today, the troops had fully withdrawn.

Coming out of the washroom, Ni Xuanyi heard her phone ring. Seeing it was Li Yi calling, she felt a surge of joy in her desperate situation and quickly answered.

Everyone wondered how Liu Feifei had been living all these days. Why hadn’t she come to the canteen? What was she doing? Was she in danger?

“I guess you betrayed your master and sided with her enemy. Let me think—she’s been focused on building her own domain recently, a crucial time. Your betrayal likely has her overwhelmed, with all her efforts wasted,” Ji Wan said with a smile.

Thus, when Yuan Qian uttered the last sentence, he was instantly stunned. What kind of tactic was this?

Otherwise, the Celestial Palace of Zhou Tian would not have allowed him to openly lecture and teach the supreme Furnace Cauldron techniques, enabling every disciple to learn.

Nan Xi below was completely immersed in his singing. For many years, whenever she felt down or sorrowful, she would listen to Wang Yari sing, just like now.

Nourished by an abundant surge of vital energy, Qin Ming’s Golden Core pulsed continuously, seeming to grow larger once more.

Yet the body of the Ghost Swamp Giant, forcibly separated by Mo Yiyue’s sword energy, instantly reassembled without a single wound.

After receiving the latest update, Ji Wan sighed. This mission was truly difficult. The imperial edict granting the marriage had just been issued; it was already too late to turn things around.

Everyone widened their eyes, looking at Wang Wu with curiosity and fear, wondering what had happened to him.

At the medicinal garden, I found my father beaming with joy, as if he had just returned from a very happy place.

Wu Zongxian was momentarily stunned but immediately realized the “Mr. Song” his assistant mentioned was Song Zheng. Not daring to be careless, he hastily wiped his face, took the call, and stepped aside.