Volume One, Chapter Seventy-One: I Am Willing to Vouch for Her with My Military Rank

The next afternoon, the return vehicle from the military district carried three additional passengers: Jiang Yingli and two new comrades from the research institute.

After discussing with their families, they agreed to join the institute.

Skill 4: Light of Retribution—unleashes a pillar of light, dealing damage to any enemy struck and causing them to be stunned or blinded. It is especially effective against evil spirits, demons, and creatures of darkness. Consumes 10 points of Light Power.

Huo Roufeng slapped her forehead, almost forgetting her main task—she had sent Hua Sanniang to follow Xie Sicheng.

Moreover, when I returned, I distinctly heard them mention that my second uncle might not be doing well.

“Tch! Believe it or not, it’s up to you.” Though the other person kept silent, Liu Tianyu knew Ren Yingying didn’t believe him. He didn’t bother to explain further, just snorted and pushed open the door, heading into the depths of Mei Manor.

But the moment they entered the courtyard, they saw every maid and servant pale and ashen. As they puzzled over this, sounds of banging came from the house, followed by their mother’s cries.

With a thunderous crash, Yan Yu, the Marquis of Sacred Virtue, was flung backwards, smashing through several rocky outcrops and leaving the floating islands riddled with cracks.

She had long since lost her family. If not for the Wang family taking in the sisters, they might have been sold to a brothel long ago.

The Blue-Banded Flood Dragon was shrouded by the Emperor of the Underworld’s corpse markings, instantly severed from its connection to the surrounding world. The beast source at its brow was suppressed by a strange force, and no matter how it struggled, it could not release its power.

Though he wanted to linger longer with Zhou Ruolan, Liu Tianyu could not insist when she wished to leave. Besides, Zhou Ruolan would be streaming from his place in the future—there would be plenty of chances to be together. So Liu Tianyu rose to see her off.

The trio who were eavesdropping were dumbstruck, nearly swallowing their tongues. Light Dance, sitting atop the tree outside, couldn’t help but smile.

First, his suspicions from last night were confirmed—the fragments of the chessboard everyone was seeking held unimaginable importance and mystery.

“No need to shield me—I’m fine!” Even if the killing formation couldn’t be broken, she could at least protect herself and wait for her son to come find her.

“May you both be happy in the future!” Mo Lan embraced his elder brother, then gave Hanxiang a hug, and left them be. There was nothing more to say—their path was theirs to walk.

She hadn’t said a word, but the madam was so frightened her legs went weak, nearly collapsing to the ground to lament her miserable fate.

The two were startled, but when they made contact, they accepted it with a clarity beyond words. A different power surged through their bodies, as if cold and heat, yin and yang, originated from the same source, strengthening them both.

“Hehe, I owe it all to you, boss. Without you, I’d still be locked up in the Marquis’ estate.” The Radiant Lion Beast grinned obsequiously.

The scale of the Heavenly King’s Mansion was immense. Gao Xuan and Peng Xinghan, now in his grasp, could not help but feel uneasy.

Only when the stone doors closed did Wei Zhuang and Gai Nie reveal themselves. Their sons had fought pressed against the stone walls, hidden in the darkness.

There was no sound of mining from the cave, but more importantly, the light inside seemed brighter than usual.

He wished he could burrow into that heap of snow, rolling and frolicking, never to come out again.

At that moment, a pair of long legs entered her field of vision. Kong Muqing’s gaze traced upward, and finally, she looked up at the tall figure before her.