Chapter Forty-Nine: The Demolition and Relocation Office Arrives

Xuan Ying truly never expected this.
Merely out of trust in her husband and optimism about the development of his hometown, she had given up the new marital home at the time of their wedding, only to receive such an immense return in the end.
Thinking back to when the news of the demolition broke, she had asked her husband and shared the word with her parents and family. When her relatives realized that the moment she got married, she had registered her household residency directly in the village alongside her husband, the relief and joy they felt...
Xuan Ying's lips twitched slightly.

The stiff cultivator's body had its eyes blazing with blood-red light after being possessed by the soul of an evil spirit. The "Ghost Replacement," an evil secret technique that first caused a living person to lose their vital signs and then had an evil spirit replace their soul, was something only the Sect Master of the Demonic Sect in legends could use to control tens of thousands of ghosts at once. However, the current Thousand Souls could only coordinate with the ten great elders to execute the Demonic Sect's powerful secret arts.

The cunning of humans was an indisputable fact in the Golden-Winged beast's eyes. The whispers between the human and the rhinoceros before it certainly meant no good. Adjusting slightly, a bright stream of fire spewed forth once again.

"...Impossible!" Lin Yifeng cried out in his heart. Could such a terrifying punch still be holding something back?

Neither Ye Zi nor Milan were playing games or getting beauty treatments as they usually did; instead, their faces were filled with sorrow and worry.

Han Chenyi, however, stood frozen in the living room, staring at the bathroom door. He slowly raised his hand to look at the photo on his phone screen—it captured Chu Hemeng stepping out of Xing Haodong's car at the boundary between the downtown area and the suburbs. In the photo, Chu Hemeng was waving goodbye to Xing Haodong outside the car, showing not a single trace of the lingering sadness of a fresh breakup.

Madam Shidie was overjoyed, completely forgetting her original intention to make things difficult for Sister Duo. Unlike Yin Su'er, who kept her distance, Madam Shidie often visited Sister Duo after the latter helped her and she felt her health greatly improve. She would come over to chat, drink tea, and even make clothes for Sister Duo.

Sunlight filtered through the interlacing gaps in the tree leaves, falling scattered upon the ground like glittering gold. The rustling shadows of the trees swayed with the wind, casting mottled, alternating lights and shadows across Zhou Minhao's handsome face. This gave off an unprovoked sense of eerie chill, which felt utterly out of place with the warm and cozy atmosphere surrounding it.

The atmosphere inside the carriage was somewhat stifling. The heavy, oppressive air forced Caifang, who was serving inside, to hold her breath instinctively, terrified that the slightest sound she made might ignite the smoldering battlefield between them.

She worried that A would break down the door or vault through the window. Every rustle and whisper of the wind tormented her, leaving her entirely unable to find peace. Barely managing to endure until dawn, and with her mind preoccupied with the press conference, she instantly sat straight up with a spring-like surge, hurriedly washed up, dressed, and rushed to the Holiday Hotel.

The Wind-Driving Emperor was not paying attention; the moment he stepped one foot across the threshold of the Yikun Palace, he was bumped by the rushing Lianyan, forcing him to take two steps back before steadying himself. Changgui's expression shifted drastically behind him, and just as he was about to bark out a scolding, the Emperor stopped him with a gesture.

Although the Saint Dragon Venerable knew of the Blue Ocean and its artifact spirit, Lanying, he had no idea that Lanying possessed such a capability. Upon hearing about the Earth-Escape technique, the Saint Dragon Venerable was astonished, for he had never known that cultivators could use earth-escaping methods to enter and exit Mount Dong'ao.

Ren Asubelle, having abandoned her identity as the King of the Dark Elves, cast her soul directly into the cycle of reincarnation. At some predetermined point in the future, she would be resurrected in a brand-new posture as a human being.

"Don't use such a wronged tone. You brought this upon yourself; you can't blame anyone else." Gu Meng mercilessly sneered at Guan Chenji without the slightest bit of politeness.

Gu Meng allowed herself to be manipulated without raising a single objection. She had always shown profound respect for those more professional than herself.

Madam Liu and the others naturally would not come over to disturb her, so Song Yi'er and Xiahou Ce walked out onto the deck, gazing at the scenery outside, temporarily falling silent.

However, although undercurrents were surging in the dark world, Natsuki Minamiya kept her lips tightly sealed. Recently, she had even leaked word that the power of the Fourth Primogenitor had already been inherited, and anyone who desired it and was not afraid of death was welcome to come to Itogami Island.