Chapter 116: A Presentable Ex

"A-Zi." Baiwei Liushang turned the wheels of his wheelchair himself, reaching the doorway, and called out softly.

Today, she had arrived in a whirlwind of activity, checked on the child, exchanged a few words with Jiang Se, and then departed just as hurriedly. Watching her, Jiang Se felt a touch of envy; it was better to have many children—at least there was something to keep one busy in old age.

During her half-month in the Elf Kingdom, she had pondered much. If one could live a simple, ordinary life like the elves, wouldn't that be a form of happiness?

Understanding the intent of the Mysterious Ice Staff, Luo Ningchu carefully explained it to the remnant spirit of Qu Zhengfei, telling him that Xu Dinglin was currently practicing both spirit and demonic arts, and that the demon they had just encountered was a demonic avatar refined by Xu Dinglin.

Perhaps things would be different; perhaps he would be the one guarding Xiao Xiao's side? She wanted to ignore the intimate endearments that man called out so affectionately, but how could she? Each word was so clear, so intimate.

Minghuang saw it too. The Fire Cloud could not be opened, and now, he did not know if the rumors of the girl becoming a demon were truly real.

"Although I was practicing my cultivation just now, I heard the conversation between you and Abu. Since you are not my Yiyi, why are you crying?" Zhebie did not want Lan Yi to escape the truth again.

Therefore, when the night fell each evening, Bi Yao would go to the forest where they once played music together, but she could never find what she sought.

"Qing'er, you have worked hard all these years." Xuan Luoli smiled noncommittally and slowly rose to his feet.

Yet, he had not expected that her inability to bear children had become a sharp thorn buried deep in her heart, one that had seemingly transformed into an obsession.

For several days, she had gone out searching for Ye Lin, but she had not found the slightest trace of him.

***

Old Nine led the Russian Empire’s special forces for two days, but they still could not escape the enemy's blockade. In a canyon, the two sides finally met in a formal confrontation. This was a true test for the Undead Cavalry, for they were facing what might be the real military forces of the Russian Empire.

Publicly, it was announced that resources were being deployed to support China, but in reality, secret negotiations were taking place with the Chinese side. The deployment of supplies, fleets, and troops was managed entirely by Long Sifeng, while he began discussing the details of the war with the Chinese representatives.

The two had been master and disciple for over a year. Chen Chao thought that even if Jiang Linglong did not like him, she would never speak of severing their bond. He had not expected that Jiang Linglong could be so heartless.

Just as the remaining three were immersed in the confusion of the two, the great gate behind them suddenly erupted with brilliant Buddhist light, and the chanting of a sutra echoed. In an instant, the entire earth felt the resurgence of Buddhism, reaching a state of absolute peak.

Thinking of this, Lu Yan felt it was better to take things slowly; it would not be too late to act once he had established a certain network of connections here.

"How could I not be worried?" Xiao Hao was anxious. Suddenly noticing something, he walked to the edge of the deep pit and peered down, realizing after a moment of reflection that something was wrong.

A few men, still clinging to a sliver of life, lay in the dust, looking at the demon in despair. The demon’s long, brown mane, resembling that of a lion, shook as he laughed. His blue garments were stained with blood, appearing jarringly vivid under the light of the three suns.

To the north lay an extremely dense forest. The locals dared only venture a short way in; what lay deeper, no one knew. Even villagers who entered would lose their way, so no one knew where the forest ended. The two speculated that it either led to the edge of a cliff or served as a gateway to another world.

Once they entered the territory of the Northern Di, there would be no supplies, no food, and no support of any kind. They had to burn their bridges, determined to complete the mission even at the cost of their lives. The departure date was set for the coming days.

After Mu Qiancheng left, Jiang Xue slept a while longer before getting up for breakfast. After eating, she planned to visit Elder Mu, so she called him beforehand.

On the other side, Chang Yao, returning by carriage, had barely stepped down when she saw the servants waiting nervously at the door. Seeing their panicked expressions, she frowned and walked inside in a few quick strides.

***

Lin Xuan’s senses were many times sharper than the average person's; he could easily detect the malice in others' hearts, let alone the man standing right before him.

However, the more people faced someone like that, the more their hearts trembled. Only an expert at the Emerging Spirit Stage could fully restrain their internal energy to appear like an ordinary person.

Lin Yu sneered. Although he did not know why Yan Lingji was testing him, it was better to give her a warning.

Meng Liang did not reply to the driver. He closed his eyes to rest for a while, still believing that there were more soldiers who cared little for worldly schemes and social graces. Whether these smokescreen tactics dispersed or not did not matter. As long as he taught them well how to cultivate vegetables, he would have a clear conscience.

After reaching a mutual agreement with Mo Yang, Luo Yin returned to hear Su Zixi say something.

Hundreds of feet away from this location lay another inescapable death trap, and the entrance to its gate of death was none other than the blood pool before them.

He kissed her again and again, his heart aching with pain, and pulled her to his side, letting her rest against him.

He did not need to use his seven swords; Lin Xuan unleashed only three, slicing through every ray of finger-qi, while he himself did not move an inch.

Ever since the Kunpeng had harbored the intention of re-establishing the Heavenly Court, he had been bent on finding a Queen Mother worthy of himself. The Western Queen Mother was naturally suitable, but the Kunpeng could do nothing to her now, nor did he fully trust her, so he gave up on the idea.