Chapter 38: The Lu Estate

Lu Chenzhou took the long staff from the beast tamer and glanced back at where Shen Hua was standing. She wore a faint smile, yet there was a touch of cold detachment in it.

At this moment, the bettors on both sides of the arena began to shout, "What are you dawdling for? Kill that monster!"

Lu Chenzhou knew that relying on martial arts alone would never lead to victory. From watching the two previous challengers clash with Gale, he had discovered that the monster's eyes were peculiar, and that it had a habitual pattern in every attack.

"Daddy knows. Now that it’s back in its rightful owner's hands, I’m incredibly happy." Jiang Xiaoyun handed the necklace to Lan Xingxing. It was the birthday gift he had given her, inscribed with her name; the necklace had always belonged to her.

Just a moment ago at the Ni Yun Workshop, she had used her status as Ye Lüsu’s elder sister to give Ye Lantian a stern lesson.

Although this is a modern society, the existence of bloodline power means that many powerful deities are ancestors from the ancient era, and their attire, customs, and etiquette often imitate those of the past.

Yan Beijue’s face was so pale and haggard that it was hard to look at, yet he still forced himself to stand, his heart completely unable to let go.

"Do not worry. I saved you; you are safe here," Bai Ling said, sitting and watching her with a smile.

Fan Jingyun was very likely his biological sister. He feared his father and mother would not be able to eat this meal in peace. He believed his family was just as desperate to confirm whether the Fan Jingyun before them was truly the Lan Xingxing who had been lost all those years ago.

Hearing him say this, we couldn't help but nod in relief, and then Senior Brother Sun Wukong hurriedly gestured for us to follow.

Gu Lingze waved his hand as if it were a trivial matter. "It’s manageable. I’ve long since grown accustomed to it." In the past, when he went into seclusion, he would only bring starvation-suppressing pills and bottled water. If people were constantly coming and going to deliver food and water, it would only disturb his state of mind.

"Zhiying? Why did it take you so long to pick up? Are you still not done with work?" Rong Ye asked her with concern. When Song Zhiying called him, he had been in a meeting; because there was so much to handle, the meeting lasted all day. By the time he saw it, it was already past ten o'clock at night in China.

Yet she ultimately felt that something stood between them. Neither had opened their hearts, choosing instead to hide much from each other. This feeling had existed for a long time, and she felt it shouldn't be there.

Now that the Supreme Elder had agreed, there was naturally no need to worry about the other elders opposing him. In the Spirit Fox Clan, no one’s word carried as much weight as the Supreme Elder’s.

Ever since the City of Glaze appeared with its iridescent light in this desolate, northernmost land seemingly forsaken by the world, such prayer rituals had been repeated day after day, never ceasing. Thus, it had been deeply etched into the bones of the snow-dwellers of the City of Glaze.

It was rare to come across such a high-paying mission; they had to earn those eight thousand points once they accepted it! However, the three other mercenary groups who had accepted the same mission thought the same thing.

He had attained the Dao of Destruction. Even if he had never unleashed his divine abilities, what did it matter? The aura of destruction had already seeped into the very marrow of Zhou Shan’s bones.

When Shangguan Ruixin saw Li Xianhe in this state, he couldn't help but feel pity for him. In truth, this matter could not be blamed entirely on Li Xianhe; if he hadn't been unlucky enough to encounter such a bastard cousin, things would never have reached this point.

One side was united by a common hatred, while the other was caught completely unprepared. Two nations that were originally similar in strength were destined to see Bolia pay a heavy price under these circumstances.

Thinking of how Wang Ling was experiencing morning sickness, he had specifically consulted her attending physician to find ways to eliminate kitchen odors. The physician suggested using some non-irritating, natural aromatherapy.

Baomei nodded and said, "Alright, then I’ll go back and sleep for a while longer!" With that, Baomei returned to her room to sleep.

Clearly, the clumsy Earth-Shattering Bear was not yet capable of that, so all of its attacks landed on empty air. It felt as though it had immense strength with nowhere to exert it, making it grow increasingly irritable.