Volume One, Chapter 96: This Child Arrived at the Worst Possible Time

She saw that Bian Xunzhou was still sitting where he was, maintaining the same posture.

“Why are you still here?”

Wen Xuyu’s tone was sharp and hardly pleasant. Perhaps because she hadn’t spoken for a long while, her voice came out hoarse.

Bian Xunzhou didn’t answer her question. Instead, he helped her sit up, his movements so careful as if he were tending to a rare treasure.

A cup of warm water was brought to her lips.

Leaning against the soft pillow, Wen Xuyu forced down her restlessness. She didn’t resist and lowered her head, sipping the water in small mouthfuls.

She thought she ought to have a proper conversation with Bian Xunzhou.

Bian Xunzhou gazed at her delicate face up close, so flawless it seemed not to have the faintest pore. If the child in her belly turned out to be a daughter...

In the span of just over thirty feet, with such speed, no matter how skilled Yun Yu might be, he could not possibly avoid the rapidly spreading, thick, syrupy mist engulfing the area.

“Look, I’ve told you the highest secrets of the harem,” Long Jinyu grinned wickedly, “so why don’t you repay me with some real action?” As he spoke, Long Jinyu reached out toward Helan Yao’s chin.

“Uncle Xu, you’re teasing me again. When it comes to luck with women, I’m nothing compared to Fatty,” I replied as I walked in.

Later, I looked up the legends about hunting or waging war with the lethal venom called ‘Blood-Sealing Throat,’ and found many examples. It’s clear the reputation of this poison is well deserved.

So, though the five men shot forward to surround Yun Yu, none dared risk their lives to approach him without fear, launching a physical assault.

Generally, if the training is properly controlled, it’s nearly impossible for the tactics used abroad to be transmitted to the domestic servers in just two days.

Then someone called out, “Is this… is this a living ghost? Isn’t that the mercenary from the blood coffin in the Hundred-Eyed Corpse Cave?” It was Fatty who spoke.

“In that case, you can die now.” The shadow turned into a giant skull, lunging for Xia Mingfeng. A nimbus of mental power flashed, glowing milky white, and instantly sucked the shadow into its halo.

Xia Mingfeng glanced at Ji Muyu and saw her head lowered, her hair veiling the tips of her ears that were faintly red. She seemed at a loss for words, so he said nothing.

“No, don’t say anything. Whatever it is, I’m afraid I’ll regret it as soon as I hear it. I can’t stand temptation, and I can’t stand being frightened.” Luo Tian straightened up, resuming his daytime nonchalance, his face casual and unbothered.

Inside and out, no one was found. Duan Yan began to panic. Could there be an expert nearby? He immediately hurried outside Ai Feng’s door.

Sazabi fired its MEGA Particle Cannon, blasting through the cockpit of the Nu Gundam. Meijiang was reluctantly defeated.

“Pass the order: the plan for the army to attack the city remains unchanged. Shouchun must be taken,” Li Qing ordered decisively.

Li Nai immediately understood Jun Yixi’s train of thought. So this was what had seemed off to him. For the third prince to see through it all in such a short time—it was a testament to his talent. Perhaps his command of troops even surpassed Li Nai’s own.

Duan Yu saw that they didn’t seem to be lying, and guessed someone had purposely had him brought here, letting these people mistakenly think he had trespassed into a forbidden area. Then they would arrest him! But what was the purpose of all this?

Whenever something happened to Mu Siyang, Mu Mother’s first thought was always the kidnapping from back then. It had left a lasting trauma in her mind. Seeing the grave look on Luo Xichen’s face…

“Everyone?” Aiko didn’t want to believe it was truly everyone, but at that moment, the rules were unlocked.

Seeing this, Lin Yanhao could no longer restrain himself and landed a heavy punch on Qin Chuyan’s handsome face. Qin Chuyan reacted quickly, releasing Xiao Ruoan, and the two strikingly handsome men tumbled together in a scuffle.

“What are you doing here? Come to laugh at me?” Liang Siqi turned her head and looked coldly at Xiao Ruoan.

Li Gang prided himself on never having mistreated Tofu Flower; food was always in unlimited supply, with his spatial ring stocked with dried meat by the cubic meter and plenty of lollipops for snacks. Yet, judging by the way it ate, it certainly preferred live food.

Having obtained a pair of top-tier gloves that complemented the Magma-Horned Ram, Blue Iris was in high spirits and hurried to check the rest of the loot.

Looking at the photo of Zhuang Bi, Xiao Zhuoshan’s eyes burned with a murderous intent too dense to disperse—just like the irreconcilable hatred between him and Zhuang Bi. The muscles on his face twitched unnaturally, clearly showing the volcano of anger within him, now on the verge of erupting.

Now, Bai Jiu, Yuan Jin, and I stood atop a special teleportation array, ready to be sent back to Nether Street.

But Ma Chao looked down on others, and the others in turn looked down on Ma Chao, the proud hostage.

Zhao Yun had always remembered the words of that kindly, forthright elder. If he were in charge today, Zhao Yun would have carefully sorted through the thieves, executing the incorrigible repeat offenders, but sparing those forced into banditry, giving them a chance to reform.

Xia Xue listened to our conversation, her gaze moving between us as if she were deep in thought.

A shadow flashed, and a kick came flying from the sky. The fat woman didn’t finish her sentence before screaming again as she was sent rolling to the ground, where she passed out without another sound.

“I believe you, I believe you!” Zhang Feng nodded frantically. At this point, how could he not believe? The other man had just laid out all his secrets in a few words, nearly scaring him to death. He’d believe anything Zhuang Bi told him now—even if he said Zhang Feng’s mother had eloped with Old Wang from next door back home.

Yang Gaige nodded. “But Yuan Chonghuan is not bad. His major victory at Sancha River is a great achievement. He should be given an important role!” Yang Gaige was the first to affirm.

After two years of living day and night together, Qi Lingwei knew every detail of Xin Ji’s cultivation, his obsession and pursuit of primal force, his desperate yearning for strength. In Xin Ji’s world, nothing could compare to primal force—not even herself.

Lin Ge felt as if he had turned into a spinning top, drilling into a crevice and then spinning back out, the entire process leaving him dizzy to the point of nausea, so much so that he felt like vomiting the moment he landed.

Place this stone before you, silently recite what you wish to see, and when your heart is truly sincere, the distance of a thousand mountains and rivers will melt away to nothing, and that which you desire to glimpse shall be revealed.