Chapter 37

Forget it, better to give up. Not only would I lose face, I’d probably get slapped as well.

The atmosphere was truly unpleasant. Lin Xinyao felt her mood souring, and the young master didn’t seem interested in resolving matters seriously. In that case, it was better not to talk, lest things get worse the more they discussed.

“Come on, I haven’t even agreed to work at your company yet. Stop deciding things for me!” Lin Xinyao protested, her anger rising early in the morning.

Hearing this, the people around couldn’t help but swallow nervously. A monster even more formidable than Qin Ran—it was terrifying just to think about it. They’d seen Qin Ran’s strength before, and now the third floor held a being stronger than him, one utterly devoid of emotion and ruthlessly cruel. Their confidence waned further.

While he was bent over, searching for directions on his phone and not looking ahead, Wen Qiyan unexpectedly collided with someone, feeling somewhat frustrated.

“No! I’m also a cultivator at the Nascent Soul stage. I don’t want to!” Ling’er shouted loudly, her tone urgent.

“Oh, it’s not so bad. Feng sends imperial physicians to check my pulse every day, and I have to drink all sorts of bizarre concoctions,” Murong Tianxiang said. Though her words were laced with resignation, her expression brimmed with an unspoken pride.

When Woxius returned to the imperial capital, Carmen, it was already December 8th, star calendar year 3513. Yet upon his arrival, he had no time to rest, for Ognar had assembled the chief officers of the Black Moon Fleet for an important meeting.

“I’m not leaving. If anyone goes, it should be you. We agreed: we don’t seek to live together, but to die together.” The man seemed upright, unwilling to abandon his wife out of fear for his own life. “Even if I die here with you, I’ll accept it gladly.”

“He chose his own path. I won’t interfere!” Brother Wang’s voice was devoid of any emotion.

Shui Yiren first scraped and washed the slime from the black fish. The fish’s odor comes from that layer of slime; once it’s scraped off and rinsed, she diced the fish, sliced ginger, and set it aside.

Perhaps Chiba Yi finally realized she’d given too little time. Hearing Li Er’s words, she said nothing more, merely waved her hand for him to leave.

“Classmate Si Jingtian, if I remember correctly, you were the one who wanted to talk to me that day, weren’t you?” Shen Yu pressed on, unwilling to concede.

He didn’t care, but others did—especially Yun Chong, whose eyes widened in disappointment.

The old village chief spoke with unwavering conviction, his sharp, shrewd gaze sweeping over the crowd, silencing those who might have objected.

Mu Tong’s hand at her side clenched tightly. Mist filled her eyes, and she looked up with a smile she couldn’t suppress. A single tear told of her helplessness and sorrow.

Shui Yiren searched the temple again but found no one. Still, it was certain the person had been there, likely only recently departed.

Having confirmed the true nature of the Soul-Scattering Forest and obtained the Violet Spirit Seal, there was no longer any reason to remain.

The youth’s pulse was slow, his foundation somewhat weak, probably due to having fallen in water, leaving him with a lingering chill and a chronic ailment. Other than that, he was quite healthy.

He Yuhan gave Han Yixian and herself sachets of medicine to ward off snakes and insects. She swept the surrounding wild grass with a thin stick. Han Yixian walked ahead, holding He Yuhan’s hand behind him.

Hearing Lord Li’s words, the three summoned stood, cupped their hands in respect, and vanished into the darkness under cover of night.

Those attending the full moon banquet were all close to the Han family, and He Yuhan presented practical return gifts to each.

Gu Qishen, to set an example for the children, joined Han Xiao and Liu Zhongyi in practicing Tai Chi.

Xiao Tangtang grabbed a stool and swung it at Xiao Tangjian, while Xiao Tangren and the others did the same. Thanks to their star power, they were skilled fighters and managed to land several blows on Xiao Tangjian, an eighth-level Star King.

“Wei’er, don’t blame your father. It’s not that he doesn’t love you—he just can’t get past his own heart... All the fault lies with your grandmother. I never should have, in a moment of weakness, taken in the Li siblings...” The old lady paused mid-sentence, suddenly raising her hand to cover her mouth as she coughed heavily.

Though the state of Chu was vast, it greatly declined during King Huai’s reign, losing its status as a major power. Thus, Qin and Qi became opposing forces, with King Zhao of Qin and King Min of Qi even gifting each other imperial titles, calling themselves the Eastern and Western Emperors.

Jiang Zhaonian and Madam Jiang were amazed at the array of goods: fruits, vegetables, fine grains, pastries, and sweets filled the ground and tables.

That single phrase deftly turned Lu Haiyang’s interrogation aside, leaving him thoroughly humiliated. His face darkened even further.

Jiang Xinyu prepared a chessboard layout. Once everything was ready, she felt all was in place.

“What’s going on? I need an explanation from you!” Yun Conghu roared, furious.

Meng Qingxiao was utterly stunned, unable to react for a long time. The two old men didn’t rush him, only smiled and watched.

Thus, in that year, during her last passionate encounter with Einstein in Saranaklek, she could no longer bear the torment and pressure. She confessed to him, admitting her identity as a spy and explaining her reasons.

Lu Caishi, bored to distraction, happened to have Zhang Ying, five months pregnant, for company. As it was her first pregnancy, the Xu family took special care, forbidding her from working. She was pampered meticulously, cherished as if she might dissolve in their mouths or shatter in their hands.

Shi Zuizui decided to try her luck at places Lu Sui used to frequent. If she could find him, and they got along, it would be a blessing.

Her body and appearance had changed; it was no longer a matter of surgery, but of celestial arts.

“We’re husband and wife. Your bed is mine as well. Why so shy? Zuizui, go to sleep—I’m tired,” Lu Sui said, pulling Shi Zuizui to lie beside him.

Ordinarily, Ye Chengyang would have retorted, but since Ye Hui was there, he chose not to provoke trouble, swallowed his anger, picked up the coins, and left in silence.

A pair of iron arms, thick and muscular; the calluses on his right hand marked him as a skilled archer.

“The dying have no need to know so much.” Qin Chen reached out and grasped Chu Tianfan’s neck.

Zhang Fan had never imagined that by using the simplest, most straightforward fighting style, he could overpower a high-level celestial beast so completely. Did this mean that, based on attributes and skills alone, his strength already surpassed that of a high-level celestial beast, rendering technique unnecessary for further advancement?