Chapter 114: A Younger Brother Here Too?

Xing Jue was struck, stumbling a step backward.

Si Yao did not stop; she poured all her pent-up fury into the blows, closing the distance to strike with all her might. Slap after slap landed on his body, his head, and his face.

As the blows continued to rain down, tears streamed from Si Yao’s eyes. Unable to contain herself, she raised her foot and kicked him hard in the knee.

With a dull thud, Xing Jue was forced to his knees.

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After all, Bai Shu had always remained within the Taixu Temple. Even when sparring with others, it was always with restraint, and she had never engaged in a true, life-or-death battle. With the current situation in turmoil and undercurrents surging, it was inevitable that someone of Bai Shu’s temperament would encounter great danger.

It was as if it were pleading, "I have told you of this precious spiritual medicine; please, let me go."

How could Tong Lechi not feel flustered? To be told by others that she was heartless—no matter how she looked at it, it left her feeling unsettled. She felt as if she were one of those cold-blooded vampires from the stories.

Under the repeated tempering of the demonic energy, his physical strength gradually increased. Fu Xingyun’s face was twisted, and his bloodshot eyes grew increasingly savage and terrifying.

He was Mionir, a man known as the Beast King, and one of the few beings in the world to have reached level 98. Mortals ranked him among the four great grandmasters, little knowing that, aside from that mysterious individual, the other two grandmasters known to the world were, in his eyes, no more than ants.

When Yu Lu made contact with Zhang Lingchu’s talent agency, the two parties held a brief discussion over the phone.

Yan Hao narrowed his eyes, carefully scrutinizing the expression on Liu Yi’s face. The other man looked relaxed, and a clear look of surprise flickered in his eyes. It seemed he truly knew nothing about Ye Xian’s disappearance.

At this moment, Lin Han had his fists clenched tight. His face remained calm, but deep down, a bitter sense of irony and surprise were intertwined.

Apart from the loss of luster in his eyes and his pale complexion, he seemed no different from the person in the photograph. It appeared the person in the photo was indeed himself, and this must be his home.

Clearly, they had some secrets to discuss, and Nie Suyuan did not want him to overhear, so she had created this strange space to seal him away.

Fu Xuechen stood by, teaching him the technique for adjusting the focal length. After two or three attempts, Fu Chuanyi finally mastered it. He let out a long breath, and seeing the curious expression on Lady Xie’s face nearby, he handed the telescope to her.

Because he had also spotted Linlin and Meili, it was a coincidence beyond measure. In the vast sea of people, out of so many, they had all run into each other. Although A-Rui felt there was nothing to hide, he still felt a twinge of guilt for having previously made up excuses to decline their company.

"I had intended to seize the Heavenly Laws of this plane, but I never expected to encounter a possessor of the Barbarian Physique. Heaven truly favors me!" the man in the black robe laughed boisterously.

Hearing this, everyone finally let out a sigh of relief. It turned out to be the fatty’s oversight that had led to the misunderstanding of Li Chunfeng. They believed what the fellow said was true; otherwise, he would not have handed the list over to them.

The Yangsheng Sand had not yet been fully absorbed; the remaining essence of life settled into its body, which would be of great help for its future growth.

"Consort Ning, thank you for speaking up for Yin'er just now. I shall certainly prepare a generous gift for you another day." After all, she had received a favor from her.

A-Rui nodded, understanding what Sam meant by specifically mentioning this—it was to make him aware of Situ Jing’s painstaking efforts. The two continued chatting as they drove to the project site.

The next day, Fu Xuechen, having risen early, specially carried a food box filled with steaming, fragrant dishes to Qingtong Courtyard to visit Fu Yuchen.

Zhao Birou felt truly displeased at heart. "Old maid," indeed—she was only just twenty! If there were a suitable match, would she not be willing to marry?