Chapter 22

Wu Sheng was transferred to a new position before the New Year, and he handed over the selection process for the devil training program to others, finally finding the time to spend the holiday at home this year.

On the primordial land, within a valley, two figures sat cross-legged atop a spiritual spring, cultivating. The spiritual spring water surged into their bodies like a river, enhancing their magical powers.

Mu Hua smiled gently as she set the lid on her teacup. The crisp sound of ceramic clinking against ceramic caused the Marquis of Yongan to look over again, prompting him to consciously restrain his earlier outburst.

Shen Yuanfeng lifted him up happily, saying, "It won't be long before my son starts talking!" His voice was filled with excitement and pride.

Xu Qining was startled, the smile on her face vanishing instantly. She hurried back to her room, slammed the door shut, and leaned her back against the wooden panel, her heart pounding incessantly.

Having said this, he seemed unwilling to continue the topic. The shadow of his crushing defeat at the hands of A-Xing still lingered in his mind, and subconsciously, he did not want to reveal too much in her presence.

Luo Yangyang herself had grown up in a single-parent family, and watching Youyou, who was weeping in sorrow yet desperately holding back her tears, made her heart ache.

Mu Hua, of course, did not believe that Liu Sanlang was involved in the disappearance of the Chief Councilor’s family. She vaguely understood that there was only one person in the entire capital who could make the entire household vanish without a trace, leaving the imperial guards unable to find a single flaw in the act.

Red Phoenix was busy managing the affairs of the Palace Servants' Quarters. Regardless of what happened, she knew that during the Crown Prince’s wedding, no mistakes could be made in the work of the department.

"You?" Zhou Rui stared at Li Yan in astonishment. Li Yan was already dazed, but he was completely sober. Could it be that she had experienced the same things as he had, given that she was having such dreams?

"Spare me the pleasantries. I am not on the same side as those in the Frost Organization, so you don't need to try and get close to me!" the shop manager sneered coldly.

Though Jiang Xie spoke with arrogant ease, his arm had been scorched by the meteorite, causing a searing pain. Moreover, he had already used his full strength in that last strike, and yet it had only bought him a moment of time... Indeed, defying the heavens was no simple task.

These eight men rode tall steeds, clad in gleaming armor and wielding single-edged blades, their bodies permeated with a murderous aura.

Jiang Xie stopped at once—not because he had been provoked by such a low-level taunt, but because he was actually quite satisfied with the nickname "Scum Xie."

"Great King, the Golden Dog says that another group of human cultivators has arrived. Should I arrange for some demonic beasts to finish them off?" Upon receiving the report from the Golden Dog, Niu Du immediately went to report to the Tiger King.

Pain! Endless, excruciating pain! Although it lasted for only a few short breaths, it felt as though centuries had passed. By the time the residual force of the sound wave dissipated, Ye Yang was still clutching his head against the cliff face, screaming, the searing pain in his brain refusing to fade.

Tu Ming’s words drew roars of laughter from those around him. The father and son, Xia Lu and Xia Jian, were the laughingstock of Qingyu Mountain. They were indeed not part of the Xia family’s direct lineage, but because Xia Lu had once made significant contributions to the family, he had been allowed to return to the sect’s Xia branch.

"Impossible! Ugh!" A mouthful of blood spewed from Ling’s mouth. By now, the Red Snake had also disappeared, leaving behind only scattered feathers on the ground.

"You have a backup plan? What is it? You... you aren't referring to the Wandering Sage and his group, are you?" Tu Ming suddenly froze, asking with some surprise.

"What is that thing?" Zhang San felt intense pain all over, staring wide-eyed into the distance. A chaotic energy swept through the storm, and the terrifying aura within it made even him feel a profound sense of powerlessness.

Andrei’s face turned ashen; he had never imagined that the Chinese man before him could be so formidable, capable of writing a Russian song at a moment's notice.

But when the next day brought the same situation, and not a single new or different person appeared, he knew his plan would not proceed as smoothly as he had hoped.

"The Chinese singer didn't come to check the stage in advance?" Executive Producer Pete was quite surprised to hear the report from his assistant, Jerry.

The man immediately turned and ran downward, spoke a few words to the other two, and then led them up the hillside.

This was what truly worried him. Even if he were to eventually seize the empire, that invisible hand behind the scenes would remain a dark cloud hanging over the entire Zhao family.

Now, desperate to hold a grandchild, she slurped her noodles loudly, finishing the entire bowl in one go.

When the figure fully emerged, a sudden, thunderous roar erupted between heaven and earth.

Especially when she heard that Zhichen had arranged a private jet to have Lu Li sent back to Shenzhen to recover from her injuries.

"You don't need to be so polite; as long as you are happy, that is all that matters." Lu Chen smiled warmly, looking at Jiang Tianwei with tenderness. Besides, he had an important matter to announce today.

Although the slogan of *The Longing Life* was to let the guests experience the tranquility of "plucking chrysanthemums under the eastern hedge, and seeing the southern mountain at leisure," that was, damn it, just a slogan.

He had only cooked three portions of noodles. He ate one and there were two left; if they didn't ask him for breakfast, who else would they ask?

Lin Hongwei looked up at the snowflakes drifting across the sky, his eyes more lost and confused than ever before.

This time, Lin Nuan was sensible. She called and told Elder Lin directly that the man was her long-lost brother. They had performed DNA testing in Morocco and confirmed his identity, which was why she had brought him before their biological parents. She had not expected it to cause such a massive disturbance.