Chapter 25: Words Overflowing with Love [Bonus Chapter for Recommended Votes]

Siyao broke free from Xingjue’s grasp and hurried upstairs.

Inside the small apartment Wen Sui had rented, chaos reigned. The twenty-year-old girl curled up in a corner, hugging her head, trembling uncontrollably.

Siyao’s breathing grew unsteady. She stepped forward and crouched down, calling softly, “Sui Sui.”

Wen Sui looked at Siyao as if she had lost her senses, clutching her head, and suddenly burst into tears, “I…”

“So, it’s your first time here, isn’t it?” Noticing how Wang Hou was inspecting every corner, Dongfang Ying smiled as she stood beside him.

Fatty and I immediately moved closer, curiosity piqued. “Tch! It’s just a keyhole,” we exclaimed in unison.

Thus, the world would never know that atop Mount Kawaboge, there was a twisted spatial passageway leading to another world.

And the moment Madam Zhong saw the first character of the letter, her eyes reddened with tears, for she recognized at once the handwriting—it was Shui’er’s.

Had a soul projection of any other top-tier spiritual cultivator entered this place, shrouded by those invisible talons, they might not even have had the slightest chance to resist before being seized.

“Mind your own business—go to hell!” One of the thugs grabbed a wine bottle from the table and smashed it toward Hei Zai’s head.

At this point, the young man began to panic. He had already stated his identity, yet the Zhao family still dared act so brazenly. Anywhere else, his name would have had him treated like royalty. Was the Zhao family so arrogant, or had they simply not heard what he just said?

“Big Brother, let’s give it a try. I think Brother Murong’s idea about a natural enemy makes sense. Besides, look, apart from this clover, there’s nothing else here. So maybe this is our only hope,” Zhong Shen said.

With that, he soared into the air toward the white light, the biting wind like knives against his face. He did not hesitate for an instant, vanishing into the darkness in the blink of an eye.

As she finished her sentence, Xiao Yufei’s cheeks, already flushed with embarrassment, turned as red as a sunset sky, the heat spreading down her snow-white neck.

As a member of the mountain clan specializing in spiritual techniques, he could clearly sense a seal had been placed on this Uchiha’s mind.

With this in mind, Luo Sen clicked the entry and saw a trending e-sports marketing account’s headline on Weibo.

That casual “sister-in-law” startled everyone. Zhao Xian’er’s smile froze instantly.

At a single command, several burly, fierce-looking men closed in. Lin Yuanming’s face turned ashen; he wanted to defend himself but swallowed his words.

Compared to sheer strength, the value of those legendary treasures far surpassed what simple chakra could measure.

At the very center of the farm, Lu Feng paid no mind to the panic of ordinary wild beasts. Looking at his current self, he was overjoyed.

Deep within the imperial palace, in a magnificent golden hall, Cui Min knelt before the gilded throne, surrounded by solemn-faced ministers, each fervently petitioning the emperor in turn.

She was instantly reminded of painful memories, hugging her arms and shivering instinctively.

A greedy glow filled Zhao Heilong’s eyes as he stared at Chen Tang. For one awakened with the Serpent Beast, dragon blood was an invaluable treasure.

After sending Murong Qingcheng and Victoria back to the villa estate, Su Cheng slowly started up the Panda 86 and drove away.

Realizing that Tan Feng hadn’t tried to stop him, he breathed a sigh of relief and no longer rushed to deal with Chen Hai.

It took a long while before Ye Su came to her senses, her gaze finally settling on the luminous stone worth three spiritual coins.