41 The Predestined and the Unexpected

"Can we please just get this over with..." As more and more gazes shot toward them, Zhao Yang felt increasingly awkward and exasperated.

In a split second, Zhao Yang swept Ling Yuxuan up into his arms, pressing her back against the tiled wall, while she wrapped her arms around his neck.

Upon returning to the estate, An Dingguo was seen sitting angrily in the center of the main hall. All the other members of the household were kneeling neatly on both sides with their heads bowed in absolute silence.

"Miluiria, you don't understand. As long as you give them enough gold coins, they are even willing to risk their lives to storm into those mages' houses with us. But don't blame yourself, Doyle probably wouldn't have this problem," Fern said with a smile, tearing off another piece of bread.

A powerful force enveloped Wu Kuang's entire body, crushing down heavily upon him. Wu Kuang stood frozen in place as his health points plummeted wildly.

"Fine, even if we skip the bath, where am I supposed to sleep tonight? In that cabin? Just listen to that snoring—it's loud enough to attract fierce beasts from a radius of ten miles. And the stench of sweat filling the whole room! I am not going in there." Nelfi flopped down onto the ground, staring blankly at the unextinguished campfire before her.

"Does that mean the main branch essentially holds the lifeline of all the sub-branches?" With that, Shen Yidao tightened his jaw.

Zhao Qian suddenly remembered. After defeating Gongsun Zan previously, his Quick-News Battalion soldiers had reported to him that Liu Bei had gone to defect to Yuan Shu.

His voice carried anger. The moment this fellow laid eyes on Lin Wanwan, his eyes lit up instantly.

Seeing Ding Yong's appearance, more than half of Zhao Qian's anger had dissipated. Now, noticing someone else stepping forward, he pushed Ding Yong forward and began to size up the newcomer.

Though a look of lingering resentment remained on Shuying's face, she still carried out my instructions. Even if the people outside noticed something amiss with her expression, they would simply assume she was still brooding over last night's events; no one would dwell on it, nor would anyone suspect a thing.

However, the young master seemed very fond of holding her. He suddenly lowered his head and, right in the bustling hospital corridor, kissed her lips without a single scruple.

Mu Yidai tilted her head in thought, suddenly recalling her affliction with the bitter poison, which made everything else fall clearly into place.

Chen Zhengqiang was not someone who didn't know how to read the room. Seeing that Zhang Mingrang's expression was unsightly, he didn't linger. He exchanged a few polite pleasantries with me and drove away happily in his car.

Therefore, when Xunyun and Zuiyu came forward to pay their respects to me, and when Qin An personally opened the carriage curtain for me, I wore an impeccable smile with flawless poise, leaving no trace of deliberate aloofness.

A-Luo let out a cold scoff and, without answering, stood up to say the room was too stuffy and she wanted to go for a walk outside. Upon seeing this, Gao Guan also stood up, offering to accompany Miss A-Luo so she wouldn't get lost. Tang Lichuan watched them leave, then slowly turned his gaze back to Feng Tongyi, only to find that Feng Tongyi had been staring intently at him the entire time.

Instead of writing, he fixed his gaze on a section of her exposed neck, where a strange and rather unattractive chain hung. Moreover, she seemed to have gotten a bit tanned.

"Who told you to be so chummy with President Zhou lately? After your divorce, President Zhou has been showing concern and even had private talks with you. Zhao Bingyan must have felt a sense of crisis, right?" Qian Yaya said, rolling her eyes at me while sipping her juice.

At that moment, Gu Duansha saw the marriage certificate Rongrong had posted on her WeChat Moments and sent a message to congratulate him.

Every employee she saw nodded slightly to greet her, and she responded with a smile.

"So you just wanted to ask me that one question, and then you chased after me for three days and three nights?" The mysterious figure was left somewhat speechless.

The Blood-Dissolving Formation utilized primordial spiritual energy, within which wind and thunder raged, concealing several dou of black sand. Yet when immortals entered the formation, the peal of thunder would stir the wind to whip up the black sand; wherever the sand so much as touched, one would instantly dissolve into bloody water, making it impossible even for immortals to escape its lethal peril.

Dragon Four snapped back to his senses, his body giving a dramatic shudder as the club on his shoulder dropped to the ground with a loud clatter.

Ouyang Liuying, who was lying in wait, frowned as she looked at the few people behind her, reminding them with a hint of impatience.

"Don't worry too much about it, you couldn't refuse him anyway. You know what he's like; even if we didn't brew ginseng tea for him, he'd still spend the money just the same!" Cui Xiaoguang said.

"Judging by your appearance, you must be the Heavenly Emperor of the Northern Peak." Analyzing Zhuang Wanggu's identity from the intelligence provided by the Flame True Immortal, Old Ancestor Fire Spirit felt a slight shock recalling the formidable reputation mentioned in the reports. Yet, his arrogance, forged over tens of thousands of years, had no room for fear toward Zhuang Wanggu.

Quasi-sages are human, and sages are human as well; since they are all human, why cannot they be defeated? Such was the thought of True Immortal Yuding. In his own sword, True Immortal Yuding held absolute confidence; only by being faithful to the sword could one reach its ultimate heights, and one who reaches the ultimate height of the sword reaches the ultimate height of heaven, becoming one with heaven and earth—this was invincibility.

Yet, since the Jiuli clan had been able to pass down their heritage to the present day, they naturally possessed secrets unknown to others. As the contemporary master of the Jiuli, Jiang Boyan was naturally the only one who knew this secret.

I shook my head, trying to shake off this cloud of vagueness, but the effect seemed hardly noticeable. My supernatural powers! My consciousness! Were they all about to vanish? How could this be? The immense pain surging from my body forced a groan from my lips. This feeling of agony was simply too unbearable to endure.

Luo Heihu had not even felt the pain of his severed arm yet before he saw the entire world turn upside down.

Here, even the scions of wealthy families had to honestly queue up according to the numbers on their wooden plaques. No matter how rich their families were, they could never buy a place to cut in line; compared to immortal destiny, worldly wealth was no different from dirt.

Sure enough, before the explosive firelight could fade, four golden flying swords shot out from the flames. These flying swords had completed their acceleration under the cover of the fire, leaving the manifesting evil god with no time to dodge, forcing him to activate a skill and take the attack head-on. However, right behind them, a streak of golden sword light hugged the ground as it closed in.