Chapter 70: Setting Out to Search

In such a state, it was likely that within a few minutes, Morro would have surrendered himself to Dolores. Given the amount of aphrodisiac that Dolores had consumed, their first time together was bound to be a disaster. The objective had been achieved, so Roger did not press the matter any further.

Rat-a-tat-tat... The deck gun seized the opportunity and unleashed a wild barrage, riddling a crow with bullets until its body was full of holes, its brains splattered.

The three armies divided at the border pavilion. Although Hedong was blocking Shangdang, the route Cao Cao intended to take was a different one, so he and Dong Hang were not traveling the same road.

“No! We were involved too! If there’s going to be a punishment, let us share it!” The others clamored, eager to shoulder responsibility together.

The arrow flew instantly from the string. Thirteen was still bewildered—why had his brother, the emperor, ordered the shot at him so suddenly? Hadn’t they previously agreed to shoot together?

“You’re still thinking of romance? You must be dreaming.” Wu You also sat down at the table, fixing Dong Hang with a steady gaze. “What exactly do you want? Just say it.”

At nine that night, Luo Ying returned home, humming a tune along the way, in an exceptionally good mood.

“Grand Marshal, our harvest has come in this year. Together with our silver reserves, we’ve already surpassed two million taels,” Fat Dong said excitedly to Zhang Shun, clutching the account book, his eyes aglow.

In truth, the only way out from 666 was through the Crystal Grain Plains. There used to be a mountain tunnel at the Moonlight Wheat Fields, but Zhuang Bifan had later blown it up.

She discovered the ancient jade was indeed top-grade mutton fat white jade, but it bore no carvings or signature marks, so it wasn’t particularly valuable.

The couple, along with Yu Kangping and their three children, left without sparing Liu Jiandang and his wife a shred of face.

She didn’t want Lan Zihao to suffer any longer. She had already burdened this man for so long; she wished only for his happiness now.

She suddenly recalled that day when Shen Muqian had carried her from the hospital to the hotel, and after their tender night, she’d confessed her growing feelings for him. Shen Muqian’s expression had been distracted, his smile tinged with a strange, unreadable mischief.

“How did you end up buying so much? There must be several hundred here!” Chu Tianyi reached out and took a bag of spirit money. The paper was thin and light, weighing almost nothing in her hand.

Tianyi City was heavily guarded. Today was the day of the treasure hunt, and everyone appeared tense. Su Hao lay prone on a rooftop, anxiously watching the patrols. If he didn’t find the Blood of the Nine Yin soon, it might really be too late.

As the mysterious space opened, a surge of Daoist energy, akin to the realm of the Thirty-Three Heavens, poured from the void, startling Lu Yu, who stood so close.

Before setting foot on the Path of Asura, he had asked the Divine Dream what would happen if he broke the rules, just to prevent a melodramatic fate where he would be instantly wiped out. He had no desire to die a pointless death.

“Then, Dr. Tian, be quick. I’ll return to my office first.” Chu Tianyi didn’t say more; the Lou clan’s luck had run out, and no matter what, she had to distance herself now.

Cao Ruoxi admitted that, in that moment, she felt a pang of pain in her heart. She hurried out of bed, quickly tidied herself, and rushed straight to the hospital.

Even though she’d been neglected just now, there was no trace of complaint on Chu Yao’s face. Hearing Yan Wanru’s words only made her more grateful.

Qian Liangcai happened to catch the wicked smile in Hua Jiu’s eyes, and a wave of foreboding washed over him. Unfortunately, they were already standing on the teleportation platform, the light beneath their feet beginning to flash—there was no time for regret.

A group approached from behind, calling out to Ma Jin, who was drawing his bow. Leading them was Yue Ziming in a purple dress; the one who stopped the archer was Yang Kui, right behind her. Ji Huaishan wore the same infuriating smile that Ma Jin and Wang Chong both agreed was most punchable. There was also the silent man in the red scarf, pointed out by the black-clad swordsman. They seemed to have arrived to intervene.

The deputy mayor was merely in charge of production; the higher-ups wouldn’t stick their necks out to help an unrelated person find a job.

The next morning, after breakfast, Qin Yang was approached by Situ Xiang, who handed him an itinerary.

The six mountain bandits glanced at one another, hesitated, and decided to charge together. They had seen fierce warriors who could fight ten men at once, but the young master of the Ji family, Ji Lingsheng—rumored to be weakened by wine and women—was certainly not one of them.

Qin Yang carefully examined some of the data. He found that the numbers had risen significantly compared to his last checkup in London, indicating that his body was changing more every day.

Jiang Xueying’s face turned deathly pale. She too thought of a paternity test. Although it couldn’t be done domestically, with Liu Chenglu’s status, it would not be impossible.

They had agreed that Suguha would go home first to put away her things from today’s match and rest for a while before seeing Yuuki back to the hospital.

Since fate had brought them together, if she couldn’t witness Mengmeng’s birth, she would never be able to put her mind at ease.

When the sect leader was about to speak, all fell instantly silent, gazing with reverence at the lone old man in crimson on the highest seat. His beard and hair were snowy white, his face fair as a baby’s, exuding a gentle, approachable air.

Since he could not return what was owed, he hoped no one else would touch upon the subject. He did not wish to hurt Diana or cause any unnecessary trouble to her future happiness.

When Songyang refused to let go, Wang Chen’s eyes flashed coldly. The Fire Lion Avatar and the Shadow Demon Form emerged at once, rushing to meet Songyang head-on.

But he didn’t. As for our young master, he could have abandoned Peony Fairy and fled on his own. In that case, he might have escaped with his life.

“Hmph, since you’re Miejizi, then I cannot take you as my master,” Wang Chen said, shaking his head. If it was as Miejizi claimed, and True Man Jitian had been gravely wounded, then becoming his disciple would make him an enemy of the Hao Tian Sect. How could he ever be with his beloved Xiang’er then? Of course, he had to refuse.

Lin Tianyou sighed helplessly. As expected, Bai Shaoyun remained the strongest young man in White Cloud Village. Although Qing Yun’s skills were not weak, he still lost to Bai Shaoyun, earning only second place in the White Cloud Tournament.

There was no thunderous crash as expected. The sound of the punch landing was soft, like striking cotton, utterly devoid of force.