Chapter 34: No Divorce, No Making Room for the Mistress!

"What?" Wen Yu was taken aback, caught completely off guard by these words. "Shu He, I don't quite understand..."

The hallway was quiet, save for the occasional hurried footsteps of doctors or the labored gait of caregivers.

The Master was actually going to take a final closed-door disciple? This truly felt like the sun rising in the west. He had never heard the Master mention such an intention before; the suddenness of it was staggering.

Fresh blood swiftly permeated the void, filling the surroundings in a bizarre fashion and enshrouding his figure.

"I suggest you get out within three seconds, or I can't guarantee you'll leave this place in one piece," Lin Feng said impatiently. He detested people like this; he truly wondered how Dragon Ascendant recruited its members—their lack of basic character was appalling.

Seeing the nine flying needles arrive in an instant, the Sea Demon was struck with alarm. In his desperation, his body abruptly contracted.

For the monsters of the world, this was undoubtedly a good thing. They had more choices now and would always be able to find a path suited to themselves.

After Winnie’s outburst, Tony wanted to say something, but the words died in his throat, for he truly could not offer any guarantees.

Returning to the village, the villagers were filled with renewed hope upon hearing that if they clothed the wooden dragon in iron armor, it would be able to defeat the sow dragon.

"But if we do that, the wedding will be held before we have even registered our marriage. Wouldn't that mean we’d be holding a wedding while, in name, we still don't belong to each other?" Tao Mengran's appearance suddenly filled my heart with boundless wariness—a feeling I had never experienced before.

However, when he saw the Bull Demon King shudder and split from one into three, he knew this move was a failure.

A flicker of gloom crossed Elder Song’s eyes, as if he were thinking, "Have you read too many melodramatic romance novels, to be acting like this?"

Zhang Han paid little mind to his own dire condition; his gaze remained fixed, from beginning to end, on that shattered, gargantuan Truth-Seeking Ball.

Liang Yuanjin was left between laughter and tears. Faced with his father's attitude, he was speechless, not knowing how he could possibly refute him.

Upon seeing the gray-clad man standing outside the courtyard gate—a man with such an unremarkable face that he held no memory of him—Cheng Yuyan frowned slightly. Who was this person?

Deng Chao, Chen Chichi, Dilraba, Wong Cho-lam, and the others from *Keep Running* had just stepped out of the restaurant when they happened to run into Chen Mu.

Seeing that taunts were ineffective, Pudding stopped wasting breath. Her sharp claws stood on end, and she swiped at the Ghost General Xiang Yu with no fancy tricks, just raw force.

If an ordinary person were to see this scene, they would likely roll on the floor laughing. A vast empire with a thousand-year legacy, and a monarch of a nation having to look at his ministers' faces just to reward his own generals—it was nothing short of a tragedy.

Yet, at this moment, though he had lost half his fortune and half his physical body, he could feel that given time, he would be able to fully control his form and truly attain the Earth Immortal realm.

And his surname was Mu? Yang Chuxia asked him if he was looking for her cousin. The only person who would stay at Yang Chuxia's house and share that surname was the divine physician, Mu. It seemed this man was also of the Mu clan, though she wondered which branch he belonged to. While entering the Mu clan might not compare to the imperial palace, it was certainly better than Yang Chuxia’s circumstances.

Crown Prince Li’s expression tightened, his face cycling between green and white. Sun Qingming was right; this was indeed his fault.

"Why would you say that?" The first person who came to her mind was her third sister, known for her scandalous reputation.

Earth would not believe Lin Lei based on mere words; she remained stubborn in her conviction that he must have some ulterior motive.