Volume 1, Chapter 38: A Bond Across Two Worlds

Upon hearing what Wang Nianwei had to say next, Ye Chen could not help but be consumed by fury. He never imagined that there could be such a wicked person in this world, and he longed to return to Blue Star that very instant to kill that beast. As it turned out, the medical dispute that led to Ye Chen’s throat being slit was a calculated scheme.

In any case, this farce had come to an end. Everyone harbored their own agendas, and for a moment, everything seemed to have settled into a calm. Xiao Yan had a mind to give Qianlong a severe beating, but considering her current circumstances and Qianlong's attitude toward her, she felt disheartened and simply had no desire to say or do anything. Qianlong, for his part, was quite pleased with this outcome; he did not blame Yonghuang in the slightest, feeling that it was entirely to his satisfaction that Yonghuang maintained a distance from Xiao Yan.

As she spoke, the Empress Dowager gestured for Nanny Li to present the confessions, already signed and thumb-printed by Xiao Mingfeng and Mother Song, for Qianlong to review.

In this moment of tranquility, after so much loss and endurance, the pain, anger, and tears all seemed to have been a prelude to this very moment of happiness.

A flash of golden light crossed the eyes of the Golden-Eyed Horse. Then, its figure vanished from where it stood, only to appear abruptly behind Wei Dong.

Lin Weiwei knew that this man had already seen through everything, yet she did not know where to begin. She leaned gently against Luo Chiheng’s chest, listening to his rhythmic and powerful heartbeat, and slowly closed her eyes.

After Qu Xiaoxiao left, Shu Ning finished her meal, took Shu Baobei to the restroom to freshen up, and let him rest on the empty hospital bed. She had not taken the matter too seriously before, but now, she finally realized the gravity of the situation.

Xiao Yan guessed that Qianlong, who usually loved to stir up trouble, would certainly not let her off easily on such a joyous day. She was quite curious about what arrangements he had made for the night, unable to help but wonder if he had prepared some unexpected surprise for her.

Yazi had remained obediently in the Immortal Realm for these years. Even when the Immortal Realm launched several external wars over the last twenty thousand years, Yazi had remained unmoved.

Lu Lun snorted at Chen Huanshan and then replied respectfully to Xie Gongbao, "Young Master, you may not know this, but back then, the Xuanxian Sect incited the war that caused our sect leader to perish. The Xuanxian Sect is the primary culprit, and these people were their accomplices; naturally, we must fight whenever we meet." As he finished speaking, the group from the Thirty-Six Caves erupted in jeers.

Su Yu was driven completely mad, his speech becoming incoherent. He lunged forward, his eyes bloodshot, radiating a terrifying aura.

The two Shadow Walkers exchanged a look and reached a tacit agreement. One of them walked over to the fallen servant, hoisted him up with one hand, and tossed him onto the ground aside.

Ye Yang nodded, devotedly discussing countermeasures with her. After an open-hearted conversation that made Huang Ximo laugh so heartily she forgot her princess-like decorum, he reminded her to rest early before leaning against Ye Xiao’s back to drift off to sleep.

The tremors at the entrance grew increasingly violent. Finally, with a loud "thud," the entrance seemed to be burst open by some unseen force. A tremendous pulling power surged forth, instantly shredding nearby trees and rocks into powder, which were then swept into the entrance like a torrent.

"How is the situation?" Gao Gepei asked with a solemn expression, seeing Yan Yuncheng’s brow furrowed. Jing Yuanchen, standing nearby, also looked over.

The ice cavern was vast, its walls smooth as mirrors, refracting cold, shimmering light. The deep cavern seemed bottomless, and one could only wonder what kind of world lay hidden within.

Yun Xinglong made a gesture of invitation. Chen Xiao stood on no ceremony; he moved his feet, stepped directly into the room, and seated himself upon the central jade chair.