22 Leaving the Estate

Li Tongming’s Dragon-Slaying Sword erupted with golden brilliance, unleashing a powerful sword aura toward the formation. If he could just tear a gap in it, Chen Feng would no longer be a threat.

Fang Quan harbored deep hatred and a burning desire to return to the Sword Cleansing Villa for revenge. If his cultivation speed remained as it was now, he feared he might never see that hope realized in this lifetime.

Taking the two children, Su Qin ducked into an alley for a moment. When she emerged, the food box in her hands had already been tucked away into her spatial storage.

With Qi Mu already at home, bringing this girl back would surely stir up a hornet’s nest, turning the household into a scene of chaos.

Ye Xiu nodded slightly as he watched Zhou Li, who was at a critical stage of his breakthrough, before turning his gaze toward the Water Qilin in front of him.

Though Su Qin claimed she wouldn't interfere, once she returned home, she couldn't help but pull Mother Su aside to ask about the matter.

The Night Emperor looked at Chen Feng and spoke in a deep voice, then vanished from the canyon instantly. Not a single trace of him could be found on the training grounds.

"How can you ask why I'm here?" Duanmu Qi was rendered speechless. It turned out he had been waiting for her for ages, and she hadn't noticed at all.

When the Zhang family fled, they hadn't taken the dog with them. Yet, the dog was truly loyal, hiding in the village while heavily pregnant. As soon as the Zhang family returned, she gave birth to a litter. If not for that, the family would have slaughtered and eaten her long ago.

Ye Nan offered a bitter smile. This prejudice had taken deep root in Li Xinmei’s heart; no matter how he explained it, it would be useless.

Yu Heng gritted her teeth against the pain. Wielding her sword in her right hand and forming a seal with her left, she spat out a talismanic incantation. It flared with golden light and struck the old Daoist in the face.

Beside her, Dongfang Ye’s gaze followed her figure closely. When he saw the expression on her face, a flicker of inscrutable gloom crossed his dark eyes, though it immediately returned to his usual clear, calm composure.

By the time Dongfang Ye reached the imperial palace, he had missed the most dramatic scene. Despite Dongfang Sheng and Dongfang Hao joining forces, they were ultimately defeated by Mu Yu. Dongfang Hao was killed in the chaos, while Dongfang Sheng was saved just in time by the sudden arrival of Ji Yan.

In the face of a survival crisis, human selfishness was laid bare. The weak hoped for protection from the strong, while the strong sought alliances with those even more powerful to help them escape with their lives.

***

Jin Qihao and Yao Xi were still waiting for Yao Qingliang’s call when Jin Qihao’s phone rang instead.

Ye Ke immediately picked up the bag and set the items down slowly. "Where did you get these? What do you need them for?" He had no interest in raising plants and was terrible at it. He once owned a cactus and managed to keep it alive until it turned yellow and shed its needles, which became soft like fur.

Following this incident, the demon clan became even more vigilant, tightening their patrols until they were practically impenetrable.

Lin Qingfan felt it too. Without a moment’s hesitation, he focused his mind, and the Ice-Flame Cauldron appeared.

After a long while, Qin Wuji opened his eyes and waved his hand, sending a dark yellow force into the body of the puppet before him.

Xiang Nan had heard enough praise to be largely accustomed to it. With a calm mindset, he simply offered a word of thanks, exchanged a few sentences with Brody Taylor, and then stopped talking.

"Elder Zhao! Forget about catching the ghost for now. Just help me deal with Tian Xin’s mother and make her listen to everything you say," Zhuang Yan whispered.

Rushì approached slowly. Ruxiù spotted her and greeted her softly, "Sister Rushì, you’re back," keeping her voice low as if afraid to disturb the person inside the room.

After much deliberation, Xiang Nan decided to use the "tapestry-patching-tapestry" method to repair the large hole.

These words warmed Cheng Yiyun’s heart. Looking at Song Ci with gratitude, she poured out her story, "Actually, I used to be an athlete, but I had to retire early due to injuries. During that time, my mood was terrible, and I developed mild depression." As she spoke, pain clouded her face.

Those eyes held the embarrassment and timidity of someone caught in the act, looking as fearful as a startled rabbit.

The boxes she used for her treasures in her spatial storage were already full, so she had started using a plastic bucket—one that had held trash in her past life—to store the rest.

"This child, she’s not like a child at all," Li Dahu, the eldest brother, sighed repeatedly.

This was the first time Ying Ruolian felt that Feng Qingkuang was terrifying, and the first time she realized the vast disparity in their status.

***

Du Yun summarized the situation: the spirits’ requests were not excessive, and many could be easily fulfilled by humans. This was enough to show that most spirits truly hoped for peaceful coexistence between the living and the dead.

Simon did not reply to her text immediately because he had already dialed Ling Huinuan’s number.

"Today is a good day." The wars in the kingdom had subsided, and all the desolate lands were flourishing once more.

However, there was an advantage to this: those who stayed on this floor were top-tier experts in this field.

Deep within the rarely visited mountains at the eastern foothills of the Taihang Mountains, peaks rose one after another, rugged and beautiful.

"The Nine-Nine Heavenly Tribulation is so terrifying, yet Brother Feng actually survived it." Yan Dong was incredibly shocked. He had thought that surviving the Six-Nine Heavenly Tribulation was already formidable, but he never expected Feng Wuchen to have endured the Nine-Nine.

Closing the webpage, Ling Bao-lu set the tablet aside and got up to find Qi Yu in the kitchen. He had already finished cutting the fruit and was cleaning the cutting board and knife.

Filled with curiosity, Lian Rong walked toward the kitchen. Before she even entered, she smelled something delicious. Swallowing her saliva, she walked in and saw the two of them busy at work.

"Hello, Mr. Lin. I am Nuannuan’s brother-in-law." Qi Yu walked over, putting his arm around Ling Bao-lu.

Youli stuck out her tongue. "Father is so long-winded." She then pulled Mu Yang’s hand and headed out, leaving Keli to prepare dinner for that evening.

The Vizard Corps, following behind Ichigo, merely offered a greeting as they passed by and left without concern. They all knew that Kurosaki Ichigo now possessed terrifying power; no one would pay any mind to a mere Menos Grande.