Chapter 26: Owing Someone Money Weighs on the Heart

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Another figure had already approached Ye Qianxing and was about to launch an attack, only to meet Ye Qianxing’s unwavering gaze.

The other pairs had already reached the finish line; only Du Lei, accompanied by Su Jiangyue, came in last. Still, they completed the race, thus fulfilling the task.

As time passed, the eunuchs grew arrogant and overbearing, and even the guards at the Cao Mansion’s gates adopted the same haughty demeanor.

Her jet-black hair was tied high at the back of her head with a slender red cord, with side locks naturally cascading down. When the wind stirred, they swayed gently in the void.

Most importantly, she wasn’t stingy with money. Even some minor actors from lesser-known backgrounds were bought into several production crews through her financial means.

At the tables, one looked like a gathering of friends, another resembled a breakup dinner, and yet another seemed to be a scene of passionate romance.

Sure enough, after waiting there for a while, they saw Chen An descend with his entourage.

Li Hongji glanced at the subordinate behind him, who immediately began pouring a clear liquid into Li Hongji’s cup.

Now, surprisingly, in such a first-year dueling academy freshman, he had unexpectedly found that familiar feeling.

Chu Qingci intended to check whether the fire in Shao Changyi’s room had gone out but found that he was no longer there.

Yu Guihan, on the other hand, had been raised entirely as a human. Had she not ventured into the Floating Water Secret Realm, she might never have known about the demonic bloodline within her.

With his words, everyone seemed to lose their own judgment and completely lacked independent thought.

The manager personally came over to settle the bill for her, bowing and calling out, “Young master, please see them off together.”

Fourth Sister’s teacher had also arrived. In order to catch up, Sixth Sister Ye Xian, who had long been looked down upon, burned the midnight oil studying. Although her progress was visibly noticeable, the time gap was not so easily bridged to match Ye Xian.

What kind of man was this, that even Master Du Tang obediently surrendered?

***

After all, the metal fortress had limited capacity. If a million people arrived, there wouldn’t even be room for them on the metal walls.

He believed that as long as his subordinates or those who understood the meaning of the symbol saw it, they would know he was safe.

Next to the statue of the Milk Bottle Emperor lay a large block of ice, exuding cold mist. The camp leader, Ilaina, was frozen inside.

Now it seemed not only a waste of time but also somewhat reckless regarding one’s health.

According to Du Xizhou’s pattern, as long as he had some spare money, he would always forget that he was still a creditor.

Zhang Jiaqi was somewhat baffled by Qin Zhongyan’s thought process. Shouldn’t he be rushing out crazily to see the spectacle at a time like this?

According to the previous orders left by Yijun, if there was any anomaly in the Life-and-Death Divination, one could directly break into the illusion realm to find him.

“Gentlemen, please follow me,” A Zhu glanced at Zhang Yuan and then at Fang Yuyan, her face instantly flushed.

Indeed, the fire on the spectral beast was his. That fire was the Netherworld Purple Flame, though only in a small amount. He had discovered earlier that the Reaper’s Scythe could absorb the Netherworld Purple Flame, but only partially, and the process took a while.

This already demonstrated Qin Feng’s physical strength. In Qi Ling’er’s view, Qin Feng was a rare body cultivator, one in a thousand years.

Watro clenched his hands tightly and took a step back. Hudou appeared before everyone, sitting in a leisurely manner with his legs crossed on a chair at the back. Hearing Watro call him, he slowly opened his eyes and looked at everyone.

Nine stars could surpass the peak of the Eight Supreme Paths, and ten stars... that was simply overwhelming. No wonder in that era the Nightmare could dominate the primordial wilderness.

Everyone took turns appreciating it, and finally, on the radiant, glittering stage, Li Tugai and Principal Li danced a duet, a perfect match that drew thunderous applause.

Cold raindrops struck Su Yang’s body. With a shiver, the pain in his mind lessened slightly as the rain washed over him.

Han Siyou stepped forward and twisted the door knob twice. When it didn’t open, he kicked the door open with his foot and rushed inside.

***

Everything in the world follows cycles. Time moves forward bit by bit, and only by living can one witness everything. No one is guilty in the cycle arena; everyone just wants to live well. Some have companions, some walk alone; some want to live, some want to die. All sorts of things happen, so why give up? As long as there is time, nothing matters.

“If it can’t be done openly, then do it in secret,” Wei Yefeng said hoarsely, his eyes dark and filled with a bloodthirsty gleam.

The orcs had left, and the stone house was large, empty, and eerie, silent as a dead place. The stones in the pot moved; a red hand reached out, followed by red hair, a red face, red clothes—everything red. It jumped out, and if anyone saw it, they would surely be terrified beyond belief.

That resolute gaze—she had only vaguely seen it on Wei Lao’s face. From that moment on, she firmly believed that among the four young masters, only Wei Yefeng was the final king.

Shen Jun’s head pounded as if about to explode. Clutching his head, he rolled on the ground, his mind flashing with images of swords, snow, beasts, a vast palace, severed limbs, corpses, Qiu Shuihan, Qu Duxing, Ye Xue, and his own grievous wounds.

She never imagined that would be the last time she saw Cen Gang, thereafter separated forever.

His gentle tone starkly contrasted with his world-weary cynicism. Wei Ye’s eyes shone brightly as he looked at her, but Lin Xiaohuan, lost in memories, did not notice.

At that moment, suddenly, yellow sand rose from the left, surging forth. Yang Chen was shocked as a spear formed from condensed yellow sand abruptly shot out.

After the kiss, Ji Liunian still felt uneasy. Soon after, she found an excuse to leave the reunion.

“Let’s go. I’ll take you to meet my grandfather and tell you about our family along the way,” said the figure with white pupils. As the silhouette disappeared, the smile on the old white-faced man’s face faded. What had happened to Li Hai made it impossible to smile.

“Rebel? You’re too naive. Who can resist the heavens? It is the master of all things; no one can defy it,” Hua Yileng looked up at the sky. Even a zombie might not be able to fight it, for it always looms overhead, looking down upon the world.

A thunderous crash caught Ling Yichuan off guard. Hey, is this really about to play out like a ‘self-inflicted injury’ scheme?

“As you command.” Ling Li indeed expanded the power of the Evil-Repelling Bracelet to a kilometer, even He Ruomei was affected.