Chapter 24: Battle Aura

The Supreme Young Eunuch Golden Lightning 1285 words 2026-03-20 10:19:44

Seeing that night had already fallen, Ye Cheng decided not to return to the palace and stayed at the inn for the night.

However, when he awoke and opened his eyes, a clear yet delicate voice sounded by his ear, leaving him a little surprised. But when he finally saw the person’s face—a strikingly beautiful figure seated on the chair—he was so startled his soul nearly fled his body.

There sat Ling Xiaoyue, dressed in a blue robe, her phoenix-like eyes as sharp as blades, tinged with a cold indifference that seemed to pierce through all things.

“Seriously? Do you guys even have this kind of mana in your Magic Tower?” Lin Jie couldn’t believe such a skill existed in the Magic Tower.

“My dear, just tell me—I’m not asking for any family money, I just want to know… how much do we have? As the man of the house, I need to know our family’s finances.” With this clarity, he could act in the future without hesitation or worry.

“Thank you, Afanti, for your praise. I never thought I’d be so well-liked.” The Lord of Flame Sorcerer City replied shamelessly, completely oblivious to what was happening.

Upon seeing that eerie blue aura, Nie Feng slowly reached out his hand toward it; at that moment, the blue energy coiled around his hand and vanished into his palm.

Guo Yi rose and walked to the doorway, while Tang Xiaolan also stood up, ready to dart back into the wardrobe at any moment. Through the peephole, Guo Yi saw a hotel staffer holding a neatly folded piece of clothing.

Liu Yunfei learned that Athens City was a main hub for overseas players, located on the Western Continent. That unexpected incident had not only changed many things, but had also led to the early opening of the global campaign. All servers were now interconnected, forming a single, unified world.

“Senior of Kaiyang Peak, please, enough with the jokes! May I ask what brings you here?” When the old man arrived, the scene grew even more chaotic, and Zhu Zizhen, who had placed himself as leader from the very start, spoke with a hint of anger.

“Money, money, money! Is there anything you see besides money? Your son’s bones haven’t even cooled, and you’re already here to claim the money he risked his life for? Wu Haoming, is he really your son? And you, are you really his mother? Do you have any shred of decency left?” Zhu Zhu could no longer restrain herself and shouted at her.

“Right, the jade token Phoenix gave me seems to have information on intelligence points in Canglan City.” At this thought, Nie Feng quickly took out the token, and following its directions, arrived at the Baicao Hall, an herbal pharmacy within Canglan City.

“Believe me, as long as someone is a friend of mine—Long Yunfeng—they will never be harmed by anyone!” Long Yunfeng declared with unwavering resolve, making his promise clear.

Beyond the inner city lay the common shops and residences of the Holy City. Though less glorious than the inner city, their uniquely exotic architecture was enough to draw admiration from all who saw them.

Without waiting for Tang Jin’s reaction, she grabbed his arm and led him straight toward the staircase.

Furthermore, regarding the concept of the Doppelgänger—could it be that future scientists will discover the hidden memories of the human mind and their intrinsic connection to certain parallel spaces of the universe? Might they attempt to unlock the secrets of the doppelgänger and the brain’s potential, in order to explore the cosmos more fully?

Li Dian still hadn’t made sense of what was happening. On the city wall, the surviving soldiers shouted in unison—the towering siege towers of Qin’s army had already been pushed up. Scaling ladders were hooked onto the ramparts, and countless soldiers swarmed upward, determined to take the city before dawn.

“Get lost!” Feng Tiansong shot me a fierce glare, then, without the slightest courtesy, sprawled out on my bed. His behavior left me speechless, and the others could only sigh in helplessness.

The fierce wind whistled against their faces. At this point, Tang Jin could barely see the road ahead, navigating purely by instinct. Fortunately, the vehicle was very stable; otherwise, it was impossible to imagine how many times they might have crashed. Chen Bingwen didn’t dare open her eyes. She clung tightly to Tang Jin’s waist, her hands digging into his flesh.