Volume 1, Chapter 38: Maintaining the Relationship, Should We Have a Second Child?

While chatting with Sister Qingyin last night, she had accidentally let something slip; otherwise, she would never have believed that Shen Shuhe was carrying on behind her brother’s back! She had pestered Sister Qingyin for a long time before she finally revealed the full story, which had taken place three or four days ago.

Every living being in this world possesses a spark of the Primordial One’s divine fire within their chest, and those of the Demon Realm are no exception. That Emperor Yuandu could force this spark out from within him is proof that his cultivation and heritage have reached an extraordinary level.

Lei Yue stood firm, wielding his Rainstorm Pear Blossom Spear, its broad blade already deeply embedded between the intertwined, tangled vines.

As the zither music suddenly intensified, Tianyin Xianzhu let out a sharp cry, causing the rhythm of Lei Yue’s heartbeat to plummet instantly—a sign of a heart turning to ash and the soul withering away.

Immediately following this, the mortar squad skillfully shifted their aim to another pre-calculated coordinate and fired another illumination round. Ten seconds later, the anti-aircraft gun atop another villa was illuminated.

Venturing into the Southern Yu Kingdom this time meant going deep into enemy territory alone, surrounded by open threats and hidden daggers. Since that villain Xiao dared to flee there, he had surely made preparations, waiting for them to walk right into his trap.

If Leyou’s illness was man-made, that was the most likely explanation. Among the cultivators of the world, probably five or six out of every ten held this same suspicion.

Yang Fan’s words terrified the Dragon God so much that he tumbled to the ground, turned, and fled into the mountain forest, disappearing from sight.

In an instant, two rows of brilliant headlights appeared in the thick fog, lined up neatly on both sides to mark the position of each tank.

Upon hearing this, the shopkeeper couldn’t help but beam with joy. When it came to items related to spirit talismans, who held a greater advantage than he? With Yuan Chengyin offering such a price, wasn't it clear that he had his eyes on him?

All the contractors were startled by this. Collecting godhood? Interdimensional vanguard? What was this? Was this default information retrieval from the Nightmare Space, or a situation that had always existed in the King Nightmare world?

It was no wonder they thought this way; after all, if they revealed the information, the price would no longer be set by them. Who knew what price the person behind the scenes had actually offered?

"It is time to wake up. Your master is facing a calamity; how can you still remain in slumber?" Si Mo said slowly.

To be honest, Hou Qing was not a particularly curious person, as he knew that those with too much curiosity often invited trouble and rarely lived long. However, the scene he had just witnessed was so unexpected and bizarre that it defied his understanding. Even with his shallow curiosity, he could not help but ask, however ill-timed it might be.

Gu Zian stated that she truly wasn't responsible for this. She guessed that half the credit belonged to the media reporters and the other half to the Shuangshui Group. Do not forget that when she signed the contract with Shuang Weitao, the promotional channels had been handed over to the Shuangshui Group.

"Even without that factor, the two are siblings; it could never work. Being cold toward her is the right thing to do, to keep her from sinking deeper and becoming obsessed," Wen Nuan sighed.

He held a knife in his hands that was only twenty centimeters long. Its scabbard looked quite aged, yet it exuded an ancient and mysterious aura, carved with complex patterns, with a strange totem on the hilt.

Zhao Mingyue glared at the person who looked clearly expectant for the next spoonful, then bit down hatefully on the porridge he fed her, chewing through gritted teeth as if it were the man's own flesh.

During the time it took for Mu Qingge to walk over, quite a few others had arrived. Everyone was using their divine sense to search for one another.

She had returned this time to have a showdown with God Emperor Huanyue, not to capture any demonic spies.

Her cousin didn't even need to look to be certain of her arrogant and unruly demeanor; the girl had bounced back and forth from the Jiemie Villa without accomplishing a single thing, only becoming increasingly sharp-tongued and unreasonable.