Chapter 33: As the Moon Endures

Ling Feng patted his shoulder heavily, then used telepathy to explain everything about the canyon spirit land to Guan Bai in detail.

However, this was only the beginning. After breaking through the Buddhist beads that had bound it, the black, violent energy swept onward toward the distance without a moment's pause.

Looking at it this way, although Jiang Nan’s worries were somewhat overly sentimental and unnecessary, his intentions were still rooted in concern for him.

However, because his brother-in-law provided him with generous "offerings" and he truly needed someone like him—someone who dabbled in the underworld—to handle certain matters, and considering that such affairs could jeopardize his political career if exposed, he suppressed the whole matter.

Consort Xiao Shu knew that Zhou Qian would never admit to this; after all, the repercussions were too dire. Once admitted, there would be no hope of salvation, so Zhou Qian would inevitably hold firm and deny it to the end.

Ling Feng cried out in shock. In his mind, the image of the demonic beast from the Kunpeng Order he had seen upon his first arrival at the Nether Sea flashed before him.

"Just like breaking the 'iron rice bowl' of collective enterprises during the early stages of reform and opening up, introducing a competitive mechanism easily enlivens the blood and revitalizes a company," said Li Jianjun.

He Min’s expression was indifferent. After watching Xia Qingying walk into the tent they shared, He Min turned and entered Tang Xin’s tent.

He finally understood the sentiment Huang Meng held when looking at him; perhaps it was no different from how he viewed Tang Tianjian now.

The nine coffins were all made of stone and appeared quite aged; they had certainly not been placed there within the last two or three hundred years.

Although Lei Dong spoke as if he had been caught off guard, he had actually activated his Sharingan to discern every one of Warren's movements the moment the latter made his move.

It’s over. I’ve caused a massive disaster this time. Even if Leopard Brother doesn't beat me to death, I’m surely going to be skinned alive.

With a snap, the bedside lamp was turned off. Lin Yao’s tears fell at that very instant. Though she was still held in Fan Boru’s arms, her heart had long since lost its warmth.

But seeing Lin Feng’s cultivation level at only the Third Heaven of the Immortal Realm today, truth be told, they all felt a sense of disappointment.

When she caught a glimpse of Zhao Ying smoothing her cuffs from the corner of her eye, her expression stiffened, and she pressed her lips together, falling silent.

***

Not long after Bai Wei’s wedding, the beginning of winter arrived. On that day, she entrusted someone to send a letter of safety and some wild game specialties from the countryside to Shen Jiahe. Fearing to eat them, Shen Jiahe transferred them all to Shen Jiajue, who sent them to his familiar colleagues.

Han Sanjiang had spent months teaching lathe operation at the Dajiang Hardware Factory—the old "Seventy-Six" had graduated from there, and he knew the place like the back of his hand. He ran straight to the third-floor manager’s office and knocked on Han Dajiang’s door.

Her affection for Huang Anqi was irreplaceable by anything, even a bribe of one hundred million.

The master and servant walked and stopped across the desert, finally spotting a half-buried, dilapidated house as the sun rose and the vast desert settled into a magnificent glow.

This was the first time the three of them had met since the New Year. Perhaps because they hadn't seen each other in so long, Dai Xiyan felt that Lin Ziwei and Li Nian had grown even more beautiful.

She noticed a baleful aura on her forehead, her marriage palace was a deathly gray, and there was a "hook" shape formed by the energy at the position of the lacrimal mound—the Hook of Misfortune?

After the timeout, Tang Tian played with extreme ferocity, charging and crashing through the defense, causing the Warriors' interior to collapse and forcing Green to leave the game early with four fouls.

"Why isn't it fire-attributed?" Buck looked at Haru, who was beaming with joy, and felt a pang of envious frustration.

"He's here," someone shouted almost the moment Ning Chuyi’s figure appeared at the door.

Lin Luan thought that people from Wei Nan-Da or Mengchang Hall might be here, leading to some verbal confrontation, but it was completely quiet.

He threw a full-force elbow backward, striking the middle-aged man in the right ribs. The sound of cracking bone was not clearly audible amidst the noisy environment.

Now it seemed he had no reason to worry; her combat effectiveness was high, and she gave others no face at all.

Today, they had witnessed the fall of a supreme being, and the one who defeated him was a man with no abilities—his son, named Qin Yang.

Yan Zixi firmly took the handbag that Mr. Xiao had sent over that afternoon from her hands and turned to walk ahead.

Phase one target task: Say "I am an idiot" for one month, no less than ten thousand times a day.

***

Seeing Wang Xiaoyan and Zhang Caiyun, Jiang Genglin’s expression was calm, and he greeted them with lukewarm indifference.

Due to various reasons, Su Zijun had not paid attention to this before, but after coming here this time, he noticed the time was significantly different from the last, and only then did he recall it.

"If you don't trust my people, you can also notify your own to come and pick you up," said Rolling Dragon.

That most unforgettable past, the one she most wanted to forget—in order to erase it, she even changed her name and surname, and altered her appearance.

Gu Shaoyang looked out at the night sky. The night in Las Vegas was truly beautiful. Those around him had either died or left.

Seeing the Heavenly Sword Beast strike with another sword from the corner of his eye, Su Qing hurriedly held Die'er and activated the Spatial Teleportation Art, vanishing in an instant. Just as the two disappeared, the sword swept through where they had been, vanishing into the horizon with a whistling sound.

"Alright, you silly child, what are you crying for? I, Gu Pan, won't starve even if I don't act in dramas or become a star." She raised a hand to flick her nose, her eyes curved in a gentle, tranquil smile.

"Other enterprises might not pay attention, but the Police Chief will definitely take the Mingtai Enterprise seriously," Gu Shaoyang said with certainty as he got into the car.

Before long, Qu Changqing and Dong Fei met outside the main gate, and the two families entered together.

She was vastly different from the previous Hua Lijin. She possessed astonishing soul power, yet it seemed someone had forcibly sealed this power beforehand.

"No, I just find him troublesome. Once he has me, who else would he pass his title to?" Chuyi said confidently.

"We'll return to the mainland once we fix the flying boat!" Chai Zhiling said, and Shenxing Wuji added a firm nod.

The road ahead was unpredictable; the soldiers mourned the fallen martyrs while feeling anxious, silently eating their dry rations.