Volume 1, Chapter 30: Entering the Secret Realm

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Boys of that age are usually insufferably arrogant, yet Zhao Sen possessed a rigor rarely seen in his peers, which was truly intriguing.

Rumen sat cross-legged, practicing her supernatural arts. In that instant, an unprecedented sense of comfort washed over her, and a calm she had never known settled in her heart. She forgot everything of the mortal world, entering a state of profound trance.

The man who gave the final push in this closing moment to resolve the tangled, thorny issues that had persisted for years was none other than Empress Wu’s lover, Xue Huaiyi—a man whose mind was so obsessed and consumed that his love had driven him to the brink of madness.

The two hurried back to the village, where a dark sky loomed, heavy with an ominous atmosphere.

Xue Huaiyi walked on, laughing all the way. Without waiting for the Empress to speak or even glancing at her expression, he turned and strode away, leaving behind the magnificent, majestic hall bathed in brilliant daylight.

He finished speaking, snatched the bamboo hat from his head to reveal a face obscured by a silver mask, and then reached out to tear Suxin’s clothes off with brutal force.

Once their tasks were assigned, the maids set off to work. Dongxue did not dare to delay for a moment and went to find Qiu Shichang. In truth, there was no need for her to search; Qiu Ziyao had already informed him, and he had come seeking them out on his own shortly after the maids dispersed.

She knew Akihiro Kanou only because she was the leader of Aogiri Tree and intended to artificially cultivate ghouls to bolster their combat strength.

Thick thorns burst from the earth, ensnaring Medusa. Zhao Sen lunged forward, executing a strike, a pummeling blow, and a clean cut in one fluid motion, shattering Medusa’s crossbow.

When fighting in a quagmire, don't bother with fancy tricks. Simple punches and kicks, with every move charged with raw power, are the only things that truly matter.

That smile chilled Gu Yingge to the bone; it went far beyond what could be explained by clever camera angles. She closed her eyes, feeling a dry ache behind her lids.

Due to the limited camera technology and conditions of that era, the footage was black and white, blurry from environmental factors, and the audio was intermittent.

The hostages had been freed. Seeing the two children covered in wounds from torture, Qingyi’s eyes welled with tears, and she hurried forward to treat them.

"Hmph, just because you say it's fake doesn't mean it is. How ridiculous!" Zuo Xian continued to argue, though her former bravado had clearly vanished.

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Yan Yu ignored his grandfather's warning and turned to leave, but several men in black masks descended from above to block his path.

She stroked her belly. If not for this child, she could not secure her wealth, let alone her happiness. In her eyes, the road to happiness had always been paved with pain.

As she spoke further, Qingge’s eyes widened slightly. The verdant light in her pupils filled the woman in red with fear and palpitations.

After a deep sigh, the group sat down and cast embarrassed glances at Li Zhou. Seeing his grim expression was understandable—who wouldn't be upset when someone forces you to show your hand, only to have you spill everything without granting a shred of dignity?

"Okay, okay." Ashuang felt a deep sense of irritation. While China only had to deal with one organization, the East Coast Alliance and the Russians were forced to face both NATO and the Ring Alliance simultaneously.

"Do not put on such a hypocritical show; just do what you intend to do!" Leng Han, though stubborn, was physically exhausted. He glared at Leng Juncheng with undisguised hostility, unable to fathom his intentions.

Of course, he couldn't dig up high-quality medicinal herbs every day; if he did that, he would starve. If he didn't want to go hungry, he had to steal vegetables.

Other times, in the dead of night, shortly after Ning Jing had fallen asleep, a heavy object would suddenly crash to the floor in Ji Miaomiao’s room, jolting her awake.

A long, dark red mahogany table was filled with people, most of them elderly and solemn, seated at some distance from the head of the table.

She spoke with a charming lilt and reached out to take the man from A-He’s hands, her heart pounding against her ribs, her fair cheeks rapidly flushing a deep crimson.

She did not yet know what her feelings were for Gu Xiuya; she didn't dislike him, but it didn't seem to be love either.

"You are not Shangguan Jing?" Lin Xiaoxiao was a capable woman, after all. Despite her shock, she sensed the strangeness in the woman’s tone and countered with a question.

He was determined to manufacture evidence of Jing Tian's guilt, for he knew in his heart that the matter could not withstand a thorough investigation.

"Let me know when the shooting schedule is set, and tell me who your co-star is as well." Yan Yu was uneasy about every single detail.

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With a slight nod, Fiona returned the letter to its envelope and tore open the gift sent by Xianyun. Unsurprisingly, it made another sharp "rip!" sound.

Dugu Liuyun had no idea what would happen next and immediately grew vigilant.

"There must not be a next time, otherwise..." Zhao Linran left his sentence unfinished, but the weight of his words was clear—spoken not only to Tong Meng and his men but also to the few onlookers who remained.

Watching everyone noisily exchange blessings, Ye Fan recalled his own life as a wage earner in his previous existence, remembering how much he had loathed working overtime.

The information he had gathered on Zhao Linran came from Professor Lu and Jin Youcai. Since both men had history with Zhao Linran, their accounts were inevitably colored by subjective perception. Only by seeking a third party could he obtain a more objective view.

"This younger sister only asks that Zhao-dage, on the day the Gu family funeral begins..." Zhao Yange recounted softly, a glimmer of tears in her eyes.

Looking at the water tank before them, filled to the height of a three-story building, everyone was overcome with indescribable joy.

A mass of purplish-blue flame suddenly erupted from the void, and the red centipede struggled desperately within the fire.

"City Lord Li, then I shall not stand on ceremony." Known as the "Mad Dog" of the Jiangcheng underground martial arts world, the middle-aged blind man with one missing eye was a master of the Grandmaster realm.

A sense of urgency welled up with this realization. Much like his time in the "Elliptical Galaxy Alpha," his arrival here was likely under surveillance from the very beginning.