Chapter 21: He, Too, Had Considered Helping Others

Several other classmates from their class, who had also been tense just moments before, had now relaxed and were joking around with laughter.

“Why does Cao Bin love to show off so much? I remember you weren’t like this before—when did you pick up such an annoying habit?”

“Yeah, we’re all classmates here, there’s no need to act superior, right? How could that possibly be a real gun? In our...”

It was clear they only wanted to use him as a means to escape danger. As for the things they said to him, just how much of it was actually believable? That was highly questionable.

Ming Chen climbed onto a large boulder and gazed across the surrounding peaks, talking to himself.

To someone like me, who had hardly any such notions in mind, none of this seemed easy. Yet, from the mouth of that old man, who’d lived so many years, it was spoken of so lightly. Comparing the two, I seemed more like the stubborn old relic, clinging to outdated ways.

Grandmother took a moment to bring Youyou along and found the same beekeepers from last year, buying up all their honey. She also made arrangements to reserve some jujube blossom honey once it was harvested.

So, does that mean every time I use the Yin Collection Diagram in the future, it will trigger a dispute between Xiao Qinghe and the Ghost Yaksha, just like that night?

Changxing made a mental note of this. She had several longevity herbs at hand, which were utterly useless to her, but she could bring them out for someone in need.

Furthermore, even though the prices of these agricultural products at the rural market were low, they still weren’t easy to sell. Every household had their own, and rural people rarely bought them unless there was a wedding or funeral at home.

Li Buwei hurriedly leapt forward, trying to escape the boundary of the formation, but it was too late. The area around him was already shrouded in white mist, the nine Dragon-Subduing Pillars had vanished in an instant, and he was trapped within the array.

Mu Chen collected himself and left with Zhao Yu, leaving Lu Yun to handle cleaning up the scene.

Meanwhile, Yang Ningfu made her way to another mountain peak, imitating Lu Qi’s method. She struck terror into the disciples of the Scarlet Refining Sect, offering submission in exchange for life, and death to those who resisted.

“Steward Zeng Er, you are too polite.” After all, Zeng Jian was the steward of the Duke’s manor, while Lü Hong, though a scholar, held no official position. It wouldn’t be proper for him to accept such a formal bow, so as Zeng Er bowed, Lü Hong hurried forward to steady his hand, not letting him finish the gesture.

Then, the Chaos Swordsman, Mortal Flame, gripped his sword and began hacking at the Frostbone Giant Lizard with heavy, repeated strikes. Although this boss was of the same grade as my Wind Demon Dragon, mine was a dragon and his was a lizard—the difference in species was like night and day.

Shen Yu thought his words were low and quiet enough, yet Han Chu still heard them. He saw two sparkling tears fall from her eyelashes, and then, suddenly, she bowed gracefully and knocked her head heavily in a deep act of respect.

It turned out that the heart of Winged Demon Mountain was hollow, with a vast interior. All around were spacious caves of every kind, and a network of intricate roads, forming a maze-like underground world.

“Since you’ve decided to support Prince Mu, you should be the one to negotiate with him. You’re young and newly widowed—even if you say something inappropriate, Prince Mu won’t take it to heart. If you can’t come to terms, this old woman can step in herself.” The Grand Madam seemed perfectly at ease, handing over the authority to Chu Xiu.

As for the feud between Jin Shangzhi and the Golden Crow clan, there was a hint in his words about it, but Tian Sheng had no desire to delve further. So, when Jin Xuan charged at Jin Shangzhi, he didn’t even move.

Haitang lowered his head, his gaze falling on the crown of her head. He was a man of few words, unsure what to say. He was silent for a while, then lifted his hand—slowly, gently—resting it on her trembling shoulder, comforting her in silence.