Chapter 38: Within Reach

A surge of wild, overwhelming power coursed through his fist and instantly spread throughout his body. Only in that moment did he realize the extent of Lu Feng’s strength. Yet when Lan Ziyi turned to look, Lord Long’s face showed not anger but delight, his frequent nods seeming to affirm Lord Yu’s earlier actions. Lan Ziyi could not help but admire him—Lord Long truly possessed magnanimity.

“Brother Tian, is…is that you?” Yu Hanjiang tried to speak, but with half his tongue severed, all others saw was his mouth opening soundlessly.

It was absolutely impossible; Gu Hun had been dead for over a thousand years, how could he still be alive? Even if he were, he could not possibly remain so young.

For the mushroom of happiness was unlike ordinary poisons—it allowed one to die in bliss, not in pain.

“The conflict has begun; there’s no need for me to rush. When the time comes, I need only speak a few good words for the Grand Elder. Of course, I must not offend the Emperor of the Underworld either, lest he suspect me.” The Second Prince sneered inwardly.

In an instant, the two palms collided fiercely—an earth-shattering boom echoed as the void collapsed and darkness swept in. Emperor Wu Yue spat blood and was thrown backward.

“Hal, one more time! Let’s settle it now!” Ike pointed at the cards in his hand. He seemed to have lost to Hal in the previous round and, as punishment, had done countless push-ups.

As for Sima Xun’er, Yang Yu knew he could not purposefully visit her. The Princess was certainly under strict surveillance since the betrothal was still unresolved. Who knew if the two princes from Great Zhou and Great Han, both vying for her hand, truly dared come to Great Jin? But at this moment, he could not allow the Princess to be involved in any incident.

Ye Hao, thanks to his recent exercise regimen, only staggered back a step from the collision—his opponent, however, was not so lucky and landed flat on the ground.

Lin Mu did not linger in the villa. After the warriors brought piles of crystal, he went straight to his designated spot. Surveying the scene, he nodded in satisfaction.

Lu Fengqi, seeing this, understood their intentions. But no matter how many they brought, he did not care; his strength was overwhelming. Smiling silently, he grabbed Zhang Wei’s shoulder and led him onto the giant whale.

After storing the signed contract, Lin Tian took out the live-streaming equipment previously confiscated from Si Yuan from his storage ring.

Elise was indulging in the sweetness of blood, her followers’ melodic screams echoing, when suddenly, a scraping sound rang out from the distant darkness—the friction of feet against gravel.

After a while, he could not help but raise his head, the corners of his lips curling into a faint smile.

Chu Xiangyun immediately spotted the valuable antiques. Though selling them would be troublesome, considering the difficulty of collecting debts this time, she reluctantly accepted.

Lin Mu drew his war blade and sliced open the flesh wall before him, probing inward bit by bit. He could sense a vast cavity inside; if he could determine its location, he might infer the route to the giant beast’s brain.

“May I ask, have you mastered the art of the blade?” After a brief pause, the burly middle-aged man asked curiously.

Lin Feiyun was baffled, unable to grasp the situation, so he decided to watch and quietly sat on his desk. On the podium, the scantily clad teacher wielded a long ruler, gesturing animatedly.

Then, he expanded his arms; golden armor fit tightly, piece by piece, covering his body.

“These days I’ve been thinking—when you have time, let’s go back to my hometown together.” He embraced me and sighed.

Yet as minutes ticked by and the shift change approached, Wang Hua'en still had not returned.

The forest was eerily quiet, save for the hurried or calm breaths of a few, and the occasional birdcall or insect chirp—no other sounds disturbed the silence.

The monster was out of sight. I struggled to carry Su Che on my back; my waist and legs instantly felt as if the bones would snap—clearly in need of more calcium.

Qiao Nianxi was momentarily stunned, then turned to look at Ye Xuanling, who was busy instructing guards that had appeared out of nowhere.

Chu Chu disappeared, Ouyang Haoxuan was imprisoned, and Hong Yuan injured—leaving her with fewer and fewer people to rely on. Yet, what did the other party truly want?

Concubine Yan watched her quietly, a gentle smile on her face, unruffled by her refusal.

“Annoying!” Liu Yan flicked his orchid fingers again, covering his face with laughter, amusing us all.

He took a bite of pastry and smiled, his gaze at her deepening, yet shining brighter within its depths.

“I don’t know! But you can go up and check. I need to examine this patient—please step out!” The one everyone called Dr. Li continued.

Jin Shuai showed no dissatisfaction at being assigned to the reception desk under the chubby director. But even if he were dissatisfied, what could he do? Dare he disobey the leadership, especially when they bore the title of ‘Organization’?

“Well…alright. Take care of yourself, and don’t let those three bullies bother you again!” Mu Yimi, seeing her resolve, could only comply.

The Elm Street Police Station still operated in an old quadrangle. Aside from the modernized gate and courtyard, the offices and dormitories remained in their traditional style.

That canned item was opened that afternoon by a fully armed bomb squad in a completely isolated laboratory. Inside, there was neither foul food nor the expected biological weapon—just a cellphone and a note, with the remaining space packed with plastic foam.

“What’s wrong? Afraid? If you don’t dare accept the challenge, apologize to my senior brothers here and stay home. Don’t go around biting people.” Li Hui’s face darkened as he stared back at the old disciple, refusing to yield.