Chapter 35: Backed by My Uncle

But suddenly, that person felt five strands of cold, persistent energy penetrate his abdomen and enter his body, forcing him to sit cross-legged and regulate his breath.

The five people each displayed their own distinct personalities: some appeared shy, others were poised and confident, some were rugged and uninhibited, while others carried themselves with elegance and grace, each radiating unique charm.

Ye Qiu, after all, was a spirit who had cultivated for over a hundred years. Naturally, he knew the depth and strength of things, and understood fully what the title of Ghost King entailed. Earlier, he’d been unafraid of death because he saw no hope for life, but now that hope had appeared, the instinct to survive surged within him.

As for the Xuanwu Heavenly Kingdom, its location at the northern edge of the Divine Martial Continent gave it a powerful geographical advantage.

After all, mere explosive power without speed would make any attack clumsy and ineffective.

Azure Dragon Heavenly Kingdom was originally the strongest among the Four Great Heavenly Kingdoms, constantly waging war and intent on destroying Vermilion Bird Heavenly Kingdom. The Coiling Dragon Heavenly Emperor was single-minded in his determination to eliminate Chu Feng.

Just as the Russian officer was about to order the launch of a second missile, he was startled by Ye Qingfeng’s speed. A brief moment of hesitation later, Ye Qingfeng’s presence vanished from the radar.

Qin Shan, especially, watched Chu Feng defeat the burly man with his own eyes, his heart wincing painfully.

Yu Shiyang planned to personally cook dinner for Qiu Wanjun. Truth be told, Qiu Wanjun usually prepared his meals, and he seldom cooked for her. Now that he had nothing else to do, it was the perfect time.

Suddenly, a piano melody rose in the background, and the camera shifted. The scene moved to a grand concert hall, packed with people. In that quiet hall, everyone’s expressions were focused and attentive, while the passionate piano music echoed overhead.

Because Xiao Lan was newly admitted to the hospital, the doctors watched her closely. Ye Congyuan and Xiao Lan had only spoken for a short while before being asked to leave—this was a special privilege granted because she was now a renowned scientist; otherwise, visiting time would be even more limited.

"Has it still not dissipated?" I sniffed myself again, but truly, I didn’t notice any increase in scent.

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My heart was restless until Kang returned from the woods, carrying some wild herbs and handing them to Ao Fan.

I frowned and glanced at Cold Moon beside me, only to see that he had no intention of leaving. He stood there unmoving like a statue, calmly gazing at the light.

Strangely, though the man with glasses was a stranger, he knew clearly that this was indeed him.

Liu Changqing was terrified, unsure what was happening, but he was acutely aware of the changes within his body. Unable to control the surging demon essence, he let it flow unchecked as his body underwent drastic transformation.

Wasn’t that just the perfect opportunity for the Iron Armored Beetle to invade and damage his divine sense? With good food and rest, perhaps it could recover quickly.

Liu Changqing smiled faintly, catching every word of their conversation. From start to finish, his spiritual awareness was focused on them. With the medicine avatar, the Dragon Lord, and Jin Wuzi present, he had no concern that those two would seek reinforcements.

Through the loudspeaker, Fang Xin had already learned where the Demon God Hall would open—Mount Sumeru.

Early the next morning, as I folded my blanket, I called Li Hong to get up. This guy had been so worried about Wan Hui last night that he chatted with her on WeChat until late.

"Which direction?" Zongzheng Rong frowned. The reinforcements hadn’t arrived, yet the beasts struck first?

"Hello, Ning family brothers!" Yu Man greeted them with a smile and a respectful bow. Since the Yu residence and Ning Jue were no longer related by marriage, there was no difference in seniority. Each addressed the other according to their own family, so Yu Man followed Ning Jue’s lead in calling the Ning brothers "brother."

Fine, she admitted that most of her clothes were from those brands—mainly athletic and casual styles, with only a pitiful few professional outfits, which she rarely wore.

"What’s wrong? Isn’t this lotus good?" Ning Jue turned to ask Jing Yan, his eyes full of pitiful confusion.

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"Don’t worry, I’ll call him and ask." I took out my phone, intending to call, but suddenly remembered Zhou Chuan’s flustered and strange reaction when I saw him last night, and my hand paused.

I shook my head. "Let’s leave it for the two of them. I’m fine—not thirsty." Gazing toward the dormitory, I wished desperately to fly straight over.

When Xiao Qiongyan spoke, she expected to see a sinister, fierce person. Instead, she saw a handsome man in his early thirties. He wore a black military uniform, his features deep and his expression resolute. At first glance, he seemed a heroic soldier.

While no one was watching, Chen Youren generated a strong suction force in his palm, drawing a crystal stone nearby into his hand, then unobtrusively hid it in his sleeve.

Although I could take wool from the tower and put it back, I couldn’t see what was inside.

Of course, Zhao Siguo could never tell Wang Shufang these words to her face, since he didn’t want to stir up trouble outside. When Zhao Siguo heard Wang Shufang speak this way, he turned around and strode toward the green tent, paying no heed to Wang Shufang’s feelings in the car.

"It probably won’t happen, but who knows. Let’s go first—I really can’t stand looking at Zhao Lu’s disgusting face anymore." Chen Li shrugged and walked inside.

"I knew it! Those old bald monks, they’re hardly true Buddhas. A real Buddha should be just like the merciful and compassionate Buddha," Wu De said.