Chapter 69: Reunion

Master of Mythology The novel I wrote is truly dreadful. 1297 words 2026-04-13 10:28:50

Bai Zongnan smiled gently. “You don’t need to understand everything so clearly. Just remember, you’re beautiful, and I like you very much.”

With that, Bai Zongnan struck again.

Flames, blade force, sword aura, flying swords—he unleashed a barrage of attacks.

“Tricks fit for amateurs!” Mo Lan’s face darkened as she responded to each move, parrying all of Bai Zongnan’s techniques.

Now, she finally felt the pressure.

This young man was powerful, at least—

Since the start of the Holy Grail War, the two sisters had been withdrawn from school by Anyang and kept at home ever since.

Both sides launched fierce counterattacks, eyes bloodshot from the relentless battle. Every clash drew blood, not only between the opposing parties but even the unscrupulous media joined the fray.

Luo Ming vaguely recalled that in the original Solar War, the sovereignty embodied by the “Dragon Sword” among the Twelve Equatorial Signs was ultimately seized by the Starsea Dragon King. But now, the monster associated with the dragon was Kulinmo; only by defeating her could sovereignty be obtained.

Mu Yun, bloodstained and surrounded by the thick scent of iron, felt his chakra surging turbulently within him, as if on the verge of a breakthrough. He licked the blood from his cheek, and his eyes suddenly shone brightly.

If that were truly the case, the Church of Light would have already swept across the empire by now.

Just as she relaxed, a sudden thud sounded behind her—Gu Nanmo dropped to one knee, his kneecap striking the ground with force.

I stepped out quietly, worried I might wake him, but it seemed unnecessary. His snoring thundered so loudly, nothing could rouse him—even if the sky fell.

“I heard from Youyou that your crew is rushing to film lately?” After placing their orders, the two found a table and sat down. At last, Hu Yifei opened up, peppering her companion with questions.

It was only after gaining power that she could change everything, seizing what once belonged to others—their possessions and their fates alike.

If he remembered correctly, Li Yi was currently at Jian Na Records. He harbored a deep dislike for Li Yi, and by extension, Jian Na Records. Even seeing their signature cards filled him with discomfort.

In addition, they knew that the person currently in charge of the three districts was the Grand General, reportedly surnamed Lü, but all other information was unknown.

“They should arrive at Panyu City tomorrow. I heard Xi Zhizai’s condition has improved. I wasn’t present, so I have no idea how Doctor Hua managed to open him up and remove the root of his illness.” Chen Gong was quite curious about this matter.

Three years had passed since they crossed into this world. They wandered through all the major continents, but never acted recklessly, probing to see if their tracks had been exposed. So far, it seemed the variable rules perfectly concealed their movements; nothing in this world appeared amiss.

Yet, what began to seem strange to Ni Suanqiu and his companions was that after walking for seven or eight hours, the white light curtain overhead remained bright and sunny, never changing at all.

Because, on the path his demonic will was exploring, he encountered an immense army clad in blood-red armor, wielding blood-red blades, each radiating the aura of the First Heavenly Realm, blocking their way forward.

In the void, seeing Li Xieyi ahead already descending into madness, Ni Suanqiu instantly put away the corpse of the demon from beyond, freezing in place.

Ming Moyan smiled and said, “First of all, this should be the cleaning lady’s job. If I do it, doesn’t that mean she’ll lose hers?”

Such peculiar power of rules was clearly meant to weaken other rules. Though it couldn’t kill enemies, it proved highly effective at restricting opponents. However, a Golden Immortal’s cultivation suppressing a Taiyi’s—such a duel, Zhao Xianzong didn’t have much hope for.