Chapter Forty-Four: Cooperation

He opened his eyes slightly, glancing around. Seeing the IV hanging above him, the white ceiling, and the blanket covering him, he immediately understood where he was. A warmth spread through his chest, and the anxiety that had plagued him finally settled. Tonight, he had thought he would not survive. In the frantic struggle to escape, he had seen no hope. Yet, at the very last moment, he had indeed found the right person.

Shu Yiming stood...

But everyone found it strange—everyone who should be here had arrived, yet Zhao Zhengce remained at the door, waiting for someone. Who could he be waiting for?

The clarification video was phrased in an official manner, nothing remarkable, simply explaining that the sensational beauty incident had hidden circumstances. Beneath it, there was another video.

Guanyin watched as Maitreya Buddha and four others vanished on the Terrace of Reminiscence, their fate unknown. She was also worried about Ksitigarbha in Yinshi Mountain. Beset on all sides, Guanyin was consumed with anxiety. As soon as the Tathagata arrived, his mind was divided, and Chang’e seized the opportunity. With a wave of her hand, the red embroidered ball burst into a thousand rays of scarlet light, wrapping toward Guanyin.

Qiao Guangming’s eyes lit up; he knew whatever the organization minister said was absolutely reliable. Otherwise, among all the standing committee members, he alone could converse with him so well.

When Su Tie was rescued and regained consciousness, his first act was to express his gratitude, showing none of the anger Ye Zheng had expected from someone who’d narrowly escaped death.

The four great emperor beasts of wind, water, thunder, and fire all turned their furious gazes toward the Dark Dragon, their eyes brimming with contempt and disdain.

Caesar’s strength lay in its martial prowess, but even more so in the awe such power had commanded for over a millennium.

Li Song did not blame the River Styx for plotting against him. It was not for some empty platitude about respecting the dead, but because, deep down, he felt a genuine respect and sympathy for the River Styx’s actions.

Previously, the heart demon had been able to escape because this space had been devoid of spiritual energy for too long. A support point beneath the ground was on the verge of collapsing, causing a spatial distortion. The bars misaligned at the joints, unable to contain the demon completely.

Many generals and commanders, upon hearing the news, sighed in regret but were secretly relieved. Some showed unwillingness, but, as expected, none voiced any objection.

Seeing this, the national preceptor finally spoke, and it was he who took the lead, stepping first onto the naturally formed stone bridge. The two groups advanced step by step toward each other.

Moved? Hardly. Li Jing’er merely thought to herself, not daring to contradict Cao Ge to his face.

He stretched lazily, his entire body crackling as if he’d spent the whole day hauling bricks on a construction site.

Jie Lianchen glanced at the sleeping Buzhi, then at the lightning outside, which grew ever denser. It seemed tonight would be a difficult ordeal for Du Jie.

In the simple bathroom, Lin Qingshu brushed her teeth while gazing at her reflection in the mirror, indulging in a moment of self-pity.

He only knew how to bully her, not a hint of her brother Yu’s gentle understanding. Yu indulged her in everything, coaxed her, never allowing her even the slightest frown or a single tear.

According to the plan, Su Yan was supposed to rush over the moment she received the call, and only then would the next step proceed.

This fellow had been outside for ages, parched and gasping for breath, his mouth wide open. Yet, he stubbornly refused to go down.

“Sis, last time that formula sold for five hundred taels. I was afraid of startling you, so I didn’t tell you the truth. I have money,” Lin Shuixin said as she saw her sister about to open the money box. Now that their parents knew, there was no need to hide it from her sister anymore.

There is a legend circulating in Dongling City—a forbidden land into which few dare to venture.

At this point, this standout among the younger generation of the dragon clan gazed into the distance, a trace of helplessness in his eyes, as if searching for something.

In that moment, the flames carried utter destruction. They consumed all things, even the heavens; the will to annihilate pervaded the world. Yet, at that very instant, the divine bird that had fallen into the fire erupted from the sea of flames with a proud and resounding cry. Its silhouette burst forth, breaking through the inferno laden with the aura of destruction.