Chapter 134: Embarrassment

"Good heavens! She isn't planning to kill me, is she?"

Ye Cheng's guts were practically twisted with regret. If he had known, he should have explained everything clearly to Su Yun. Meeting in such a setting now, he figured she must have turned her love for him into hatred.

"Next!"

Ye Cheng waved his hand, hurriedly signaling the eunuch to lead Su Yun away.

...

Below, the vital energy of the masses surged into the sky, transforming into the dragon aura of the Son of Heaven. It billowed forth, coalescing into form and coiling above the Heavenly Palace.

Having been away for some time, he found that his current strength was inferior even to his younger sister's; he felt as though he had been left far behind.

However, this Heavenly Demon King was no pushover. Even trapped here, he was not the least bit afraid.

"Huashe, you bastard!" Qi Ju cursed in rage. Just because the two of them were both planning to open inns and would be competitors, was there any need to frame him like this?

Although Chen Hao was bold and skilled, this was his first time encountering a ghost, so he couldn't help but feel a bit nervous. As for Yang Yu, Chen Hao didn't know whether he was human or ghost, assuming he had practiced some sort of demonic art, which was why he hadn't been afraid when they first met.

"We will hold back King Yama; you humans must unleash the Immortal Dao Edict to shatter the origin of the Underworld. Once that happens, the Will of Heaven will naturally collapse, and King Yama will be freed from his state of merging with the Dao!" Xuan Ming said, his eyes gleaming with intensity.

"I haven't made any plans yet. How about I tag along with you for now?" Milicia had tasted the good life these past few days. Apart from being studied by Chu Feng occasionally, she had nothing to do, and she was frequently treated to extraordinary wines she couldn't have imagined.

"Why be so shy?" Zhen Zi laughed. It was only then that Yu Sheng recalled this ghost hadn't just spent her life in the past; she had also spent decades drifting through brothels.

Tilting his head to look at Mu Jingnan, Ji Lengxue followed his gaze. Ahead lay an endless night; because of the Emperor’s passing, the entire city of Liangdu had fallen into a deathly silence, devoid of any color.

The sound of cats meowing grew more frequent, as if hundreds of them had gathered here. One even jumped onto the windowsill outside the room we were in, and we hurriedly huddled into the corner of the room.

Suddenly, a voice, incredibly childish and filled with boundless joy, echoed in Su Ying’s mind.

Liu Feng smiled and tapped Bai Feifei on the nose. Even without her memories, she remained as she had always been: understanding and never a source of trouble.

The facts bore this out; business at 1030 had improved. Although the quantity of clothes sold was lower than before, the profit margin had increased significantly. When calculating at the end of the month, the gross profit had actually reached ten thousand.

Xue Tianhe’s body slammed downward instantly, finally embedding itself deep into the battle stage. His mechanical armor was shattered to pieces, exposing the mangled, bloodied flesh beneath.

These two gazes felt truly miraculous. One gave the sensation of a scorching, blazing fire, while the other offered the refreshing feeling of spring returning to the earth.

Just as Midnight turned to leave, a strange light suddenly caught the corner of his eye.

"Haha, Senior Brother Duan, it was us who were delayed on the road; it has nothing to do with Shen Qiansan!" Huo Langming chuckled, stepping forward with a very respectful attitude.

Ji Leng seemed highly abnormal, and Su Ling recalled Ji Leng’s background, which was also extremely abnormal. From the very beginning, Ji Leng had never been an ordinary person.

"Shiyun, are you still there? Can you hear me?" After waiting a while and receiving no response from the other end of the line, Tan Yu knew she was definitely doing it on purpose. But now was not the time to burn bridges with Du Shiyun, so the necessary facade had to be maintained.

She would never forget that stunning face; the high, sword-like eyebrows gave him a very masculine air, and his cold expression made him feel unapproachable.