Thirty-sixth Day: My Brother Loves Me Too Much

"Ring-a-ling..." His ringtone was an old-fashioned "ring-a-ling," somewhat similar to the alarm we had bought earlier that evening. Because he had the volume turned up so high, it not only filled the entire room but could also be heard clearly in the hallway outside.

It was impossible for a cat and a mouse living under the same roof to coexist in peace.

[Perhaps it was to avoid suspicion, or perhaps just to ensure we could safely pass through the night of this engagement ceremony.] Qingkong thought to herself.

I suddenly realized why my satellite phone wouldn't connect. Did the interruption of communications mean we had entered an area with a magnetic field anomaly?

"Can you stop acting like an idiot at such a critical moment? It makes us look like idiots too!" Li Xue, standing on the other side of Ji Feng, yanked her older brother hard.

The long-haired angel thought to herself and began to struggle violently. Even without the ability to use magic, a long-haired angel's physical strength was formidable; Kamijo Toma certainly couldn't hold her down against such a struggle.

"Honghong, you're right. There's no need for us to panic. Let the winds blow from any direction; I shall remain as steady as a mountain!" Zhou Hong's words provided me with a sense of calm, and I chose to believe that things might not be as dire as I had imagined.

"What? It seems we really underestimated that Yugulihas! Did he follow us here?" I fumed.

"I believe! Of course I believe. Just a moment ago, I saw Nana's smile and heard her calling for me to come and find her..." Qingkong said, clenching her fists tightly.

Before Furong could reach Wang Yongbao, he was already burning with rage. He swung his hand, and with a sharp slap, struck Furong hard across the face.

The experts were all slightly encouraged upon hearing that their weapons were still intact, revealing smiles—all except for Wan Tongtian and Xia Qingfeng, who remained silent with bitter smiles.

The four massive ships had been sailing on the river without docking, so Ye Feng and the others had remained on board the entire time.

The morning market in Zhenjiang County was not crowded, but many snack shops on both sides of the street were already open, their stalls set up for business.

Lin Xianhua, standing on Yehe Xingyun's shoulder, watched as Zhan Xiao stepped onto the martial arts stage. She grew involuntarily nervous, her grip tightening on her husband's hand. Seeing the worry on his wife's face, Yehe Xingyun could only watch the stage carefully, helpless but vigilant, in case Zhan Xiao encountered any trouble.

"I never imagined I would one day be involved in such a momentous historical event. I wonder how many common people and families will suffer because of this war." Zhao Yuan sighed, looking out the window of the Prefectural Governor's office.

But she had seen Qin Yu's combat power with her own eyes; he had easily slaughtered several high-level Nirvana Blood Demons.

Yet, he had nearly been ruined by his own son—what did that have to do with him? Why would Xiao Yuanshan come looking for trouble? How could Murong Bo have schemed to make Xiao Yuanshan resent him?

"I'll take ten days' worth to start!" Fanchen handed Zhao Wuji ten top-grade spirit stones and spoke indifferently.

In Qin Yu's understanding, even the legendary figures found in ancient texts seemed not to possess such power.

The Dark God Snake Demon grew increasingly frustrated and enraged. She was a Dark God, yet she was being suppressed by these two mere mortals. It was simply a joke.

Zeng Fu's father was the patriarch of the Zeng clan in Jiaozhou. As the patriarch's wife, Madam Zeng was not like Madam Pang, who had nothing to worry about beyond her son's marriage and the internal affairs of the Pang household.

Outside, Xie Antong, Jiutian, and the others watching the livestream felt as if their brains had short-circuited.

She had been in the hospital for so long and was still running a fever. Even without any medical knowledge, Lu Yanbai knew the severity of the situation.

Under Gao Yu's guidance, many things Renji had not understood at school were resolved. It was only then that Renji realized his patrol partner might actually be "full of hidden depths."

It was hard to tell whether he believed what Xi said, or if he was simply eager to hear more about that world from her lips.

When those with Grade B aptitude received their silver badges, the middle-aged men took out some worn copper badges and distributed them to those with Grade C aptitude. According to them, these were lodging permits for the eight-person dormitories within the Shuangdao Academy.

At least she knew their past. When Kexin was sad, she could be by her side to comfort her.

"Sword into spirit energy, spirit energy into sword! This frost sword must have already reached the state of awakening. It seems Ye Shuirou's fortune is even greater than Ye Gangrou's!" Seeing this, Liang Ru muttered to herself.

His expression seemed to say that such a young, talented, and unaligned martial artist was rare and hard to come by.

A massive influx of information caused a sharp pain in Luo Nan's brain. He let out a cry of agony, clutched his head, and fell backward onto the haystack in a disheveled heap.

She felt a bit of envy toward Lu Xiang'er and sometimes wondered if things would have been different if she had met Fang Xing first.

After all, the highest cultivation level in the Great Yan Dynasty was merely the Nirvana Realm—to him, they were nothing more than ants.

He, Sheng Lingzi, had once fought a life-or-death duel against a young Great Emperor, losing by a single move, yet he remained one of the few peerless prodigies to have survived such an encounter.

When she lay back on the bed, feeling a chill, Zhou Ji took the opportunity to pull her into his arms like a large pillow, not forgetting to drape a leg over her.

"Of course, Elder Shi has always been dedicated to the public good. In fact, the people of Nanzhao have thrived largely due to his selfless efforts. Therefore, while he cannot escape punishment, his life shall be spared. I have merely sealed his true energy and spiritual consciousness."

Suddenly, in the distance, water vapor surged, and a masked man in black was seen sprinting toward them, his feet skimming the waves.

After much deliberation, Luo Nan decided that unless he reached a point of absolute desperation, he would not use this secret treasure, as the consequences were too unpredictable.

Returning to the bungalow, he retrieved the glass bottle that had held the "Embers of Molten Fire" and crushed the remaining god-stone fragments into powder, sealing them away.

If he could cure this condition of reverting to a cub, he would likely be able to reach adulthood and transform into a human form by the next rainy season.

Voices continued to emerge from beneath the stone platform. The village elder had already said his piece, and now he appeared quite calm. Faced with the questioning voices, he grew even more resolute. It was impossible to tell if the old man truly regretted his actions, but as his eyes flickered, two lines of old tears streamed down his face.