Chapter 25

"Yes!" Xiao Yinghao and the others replied with exceptionally loud voices. They hurriedly followed behind Mu Ling. Xili’s carriage arrived just in time, and the group headed toward the Drunken Dream Pavilion in a grand procession. Almost everyone seen along the way was also heading in the direction of the Drunken Dream Pavilion.

At that time, Shui Yiren was in the main hall. Although she had deliberately lowered her voice while speaking, he still heard her from outside.

Just as Mo Fengye and Mo Qianyan gazed solemnly at the bone-white beast skeleton, the skeleton’s blood-red eyes were also fixed firmly on the two people below.

Yanxiang was woken up by the noise. Yawning and rubbing her sleepy eyes, she climbed out of bed, her head feeling heavy and dizzy.

Before he had exacted his revenge, his heart was filled with nothing but overwhelming hatred. He had been determined to avenge his family, and due to his solitary nature, he had always lived alone and never made friends. After his revenge was complete, he suddenly found himself at a loss for what to do; he only wanted to find a place to settle down.

With absolutely no sympathy, and not a hint of emotion at the mere mention of so-called family, Teacher Su sat eating with chopsticks in one hand while using the other to analyze calculations and simulations on a virtual keyboard.

Ruge looked at Ning Ye beside her. His three-dimensional silhouette was cast in a faint shadow, yet he remained strikingly handsome and ethereal.

Shui Yiren smiled sweetly, her heart feeling warm. Even in this cold winter, she did not feel the chill as she watched Daniu’s back as he carried the stove out into the snowy curtain.

After the incident, the entire hunting ground was surrounded by government troops, leading to a complete blockade and sweep.

The tenderness in those eyes was remarkably similar to that of the young man in white from five years ago—the gentle, doting affection of someone who wished they could cradle their beloved in the palms of their hands.

"Many thanks, Brother A'qing. I have already sent a letter to my uncle; he should come to fetch me in a few days," She Wu replied.

Over the phone, he instructed Wu Guangzheng to make all necessary preparations in Hong Kong. He then arranged a working breakfast for the following morning with HSBC’s Chief Manager, Michael Sandberg, and Deputy Chairman, John Boyer—both of whom happened to be in London from Hong Kong to attend the Dragon Boat Festival.

After several weighings and calculations, the total weight of the prey Artemis harvested in a single day reached over twenty thousand jin.

However, the boss had always cultivated him, even appointing him as a director of the group while he served as manager of the investment department, which was the best proof of his standing.

"Granny is old and has no use for such fine things. You keep them for yourselves," Granny said with a kind, benevolent smile.

Zhou Qing retreated seven or eight steps, his blood surging. Had he not been protected by his inner energy, he might have suffered minor injuries from that palm strike.

He just hadn't expected that in such a short time, his agent would call him in a panic to say that something else had gone wrong.

Yuan Tianfan immediately fell into hesitation. According to Lin Zhengjie’s argument, the Taifu Group was indeed a good place to be.

"What's wrong, Yuanyuan? I drank too much yesterday, and it seems Lin Mochen brought me back. What about you? I have no memory of it at all." Qi Yue felt a splitting headache. As a few fragments flashed through her mind, she couldn't help but stare at Cheng Yuan with wide eyes.

Not seeing Tianjin in the mourning hall, he suspected that she had been locked away by the Xie family. Clearly unaware of the plan for Tianjin to be buried with the dead, he began searching the entire manor once the crowd carried the coffin away.

The main city was composed of nine grid-based territories, and naturally, adjacent lands could be occupied via "flying" by alliance members. Currently, the members of the Breaking Formation Alliance were converging on Liu Wei's main city as their destination.

Dinner was prepared, but when everyone went downstairs to eat, they were all so affected by the event that they were slow to pick up their chopsticks.

"As expected, His Majesty should be in the Leopard Park." Lady Li, though young, was steady and humble. Passing the rear garden with Mu Qingcheng, she pointed toward the Leopard Park with certainty.

The Snowflake Villa’s Yichang stronghold was a large estate. It seemed that all of the Snowflake Villa’s branches were just "villas," lacking any originality. Ximen Wushuang couldn't help but look down on Liu Xuefeng.

"You should get some rest; there is no need to see us off," Tianjin instructed before turning away.

Chu Yunfeng had already tried; the iron chains on his hands and the iron bars in front of him were forged from profound iron, and he was powerless. He shook his head with a bitter smile and rattled the chains. "Even the Divine Beast Pill cannot break through these otherworldly materials." He suddenly thought of Brother Liu Xuefeng. Was he also to be locked up until he was no longer human or ghost?

"So it was a fake!" Sima Yuanxian felt deceived. Unable to accept it for a moment, his expression shifted several times before he finally fell silent.

Although his son, Fan Ruian, had been possessed by heavy yin energy when he was first brought back, he and his senior fellow apprentice had worked together to purge the yin energy from his body.

Having poor natural talent, he originally had no chance of joining the Heaven Hunting Sect, but for some reason, Luosha took a liking to him and accepted him as his closing disciple. From disappointment to surprise, Shang Ye leapt to become the disciple of a Heavenly Lord.

Fortunately, after much cultivation, everyone had developed much stronger physical resilience, and such temperatures only made them feel slightly hot.

He immediately called Zi Yan, but she was in class and had her phone on silent, so she didn't hear it ring at all.

Yunyun felt restless. She always felt as if someone was watching her. This feeling made her feel very insecure—much like the insecurity of having a blank mind and not knowing who she was. Yunyun did not like this feeling.

"You... you just wait, you hags." Before running off, Zheng Cuihong did not forget to leave behind a harsh threat, as if they would truly be able to make a comeback in the near future.

Coupled with the fact that she was crying and complaining while blood flowed from her mouth, Chen Manman felt nothing but helplessness.

Before Lin Hanxing could finish speaking, the middle-aged man, believing he understood her subtext, immediately refused. His righteous attitude made Lin Hanxing pause for a moment, but then she smiled and leaned her weight back against the chair.

Seeing everyone ganging up on Hua Ya, Bo Hangsheng felt even more humiliated. He thought the Yin family members were too arrogant, daring to call themselves a prestigious family while having such poor manners.

Hao Chen realized at that moment that the black-robed, masked figure before him was not someone he could resist; the person's cultivation was unfathomable, and he could not discern its extent.

The soul consciousness within the Imperial Soul Map chattered incessantly. Clearly, it had not communicated with anyone for too many years and had become quite talkative.

Long Qingchen raised his palms and struck thirteen times in succession. Thirteen gusts of palm wind whistled out, striking the bases of the thirteen formations with pinpoint accuracy and shattering them.