Chapter 37: News and Decisions

That evening, hearing that An Songyu had returned, An Songlin and his wife hurried over as well. Throughout the summer, with An Songyu staying in Jiang Village, the couple had gained a much clearer understanding of the village's development. Because of this, they were not only full of confidence that their family would be able to purchase a house for them in two years, but they even felt that Jiang Village held immense potential.

Looking at her family gathered together, An Songyu took a deep breath and spoke to them solemnly: Once a person’s soul is controlled, they are essentially reduced to a useless shell, left with no choice but to surrender.

"If Aotouji was destroyed by the Underworld, why is there no trace of resentment toward them? Instead, everything is filled with bitterness toward old acquaintances." Lei Xing also sensed the anomaly in this.

Qin Dong, the man who had pursued her so relentlessly, had stopped reaching out ever since he learned she was a source of danger. Now that he had heard the news of Hanxing International’s bankruptcy, he would likely keep his distance even more, wouldn't he?

Meanwhile, by virtue of its northern mountain ranges and their abundant dust crystal resources, the Qingtian Kingdom had become the largest producer of such crystals. Every day, countless workers operated various machines to continuously extract this most vital of human resources.

"Bah! You are no human!" With that, he prepared to self-destruct. Jiang Dong had not expected the man to be so unyielding and immediately exerted all his strength to extract the other's soul power. Despite his previous experience of nearly being killed by a self-detonation, Jiang Dong still wanted to test exactly how much damage a peer-level self-detonation could inflict upon him now, after two years of tempering in the Sea of Thunder.

Carlyle and Yi Yang took their seats, and the camera flashes in the audience showed no signs of stopping. At this moment, half the basketball fans in the world were watching that awkward press conference in Miami, and the other half were about to receive news that would keep them awake all night.

But Jiang Yun knew that this black treasure sword was a true weapon of the Great Dao; its power was likely something his own physical body could not withstand head-on.

The Thunder fans booed with all their might, frantically banging their thundersticks to create a deafening "boom-boom-boom" noise. Some even held up sexy photos of Vignali to distract Yi Yang. But on the basketball court, none of this had any effect on him.

Cheng Shan was stunned. Five first-class forces had been wiped out by the Bajue Sect? This was news he truly had not heard.

Before Mo Ran left, whether by some fated arrangement or her own keen sixth sense, she felt a vague sense of unease. Consequently, she added an extra procedure to the ejection system, setting up a secondary burst. The liquid in the canisters was also replaced with exorcism spray.

"You jinx, stop spouting nonsense!" the Matriarch scolded, though she could not hide the worry beginning to surface on her face.

"Is everything ready?" Zhou Xin asked, casting a glance over the command cabin, which had returned to a state of bustle after half a year of dormancy.

Zhang Zhang lived in a rural courtyard. The houses in the village were arranged in neat rows, and the clean streets were filled with dogs. When the dogs caught sight of A-Tao and her group, they initially meant to rush over and bite them, but as soon as they lunged, they seemed to be startled by something, their limbs trembling as they groveled on the ground.

The mirror reflected his bald head and withered, wood-like body, with a pair of emerald irises glowing brilliantly within his pitch-black eye sockets.

At the same time, Third Master Luo, Luo Rongping, secretly received a gift from Prince Rui: one hundred thousand taels of silver and a magnificent dagger encrusted with several gemstones. Coercion mixed with bribery—it was as simple and brutal as that.

Mo Yinfan immediately understood Yun Xi's intentions. He cast a brief glance at the eight light orbs and finally said nothing more.

The atmosphere remained harmonious and pleasant until midnight, when the three couples finally departed the Qiao residence.

Mu Xiaoxiao ran into the kitchen to light the stove and cook. There was still some fish left from yesterday, but she wondered what the fox would want to eat.