Volume One, Chapter 118: The Trap Set by Yun Cheng

After all, the task entrusted to him by Feng Dongping was no trivial matter—refusal was not an option.
Now, the only person who could save him was Chu Ming.
Dia Paolo, a soul traveler, after enduring fifteen years of hardship, unexpectedly acquired the Horadric Cube. Opening the cube was like unleashing Pandora’s box—what storms would it bring upon this otherworldly continent?
“Oh dear, Brother Benchu, why must you be so angry? Since you insist on leaving, how about I see you off after breakfast?” Liu Tianhao feigned goodwill, stepping forward as a peacemaker.
“Prince, your worries are unfounded. Our sovereign is wise and would never act rashly. Perhaps you are overthinking it!” Zhang Bangchang soothed, as if comforting both Zhao Pu and himself.
“How are the preparations coming along?” Li Yun inquired with concern, shaking hands with Jacky Cheung and the others.
“Hmph, Sky Devour Technique, I want to see if you can really swallow everything!” Mo Tian thrust his hands forward. Two blue flames shot through the sky like cannonballs, aiming directly at the Western Queen Mother’s forehead.
At present, only two commanders in this fleet possess the skill to lead naval battles: Fei Bao from Tianjing City and Pang Rulong of the Snow Moon Studio.
Wang Fei’s album sales on the vast Huaxia continent have surpassed six million, and in the United States over a million! Total sales have exceeded seven million, and breaking ten million is now within reach.
Today’s top-tier global pop stars, even with successful albums, typically earn profits in the hundreds of millions of dollars.
“I understand.” Hua Nian had calmed down. What must come cannot be avoided—it was time to face it. “How has Lu Xia been recently? I heard you enrolled her in the Four Clans Academy?” Hua Nian shifted the topic lightly.
Yan Yuan frowned deeply; the situation was grimmer than he had imagined. What on earth had accelerated the deterioration of Yan Shao and Lu Cang’s conditions?
“Yes, sir.” Although Chen Dao did not fully understand Huang Yan’s methods, he complied without hesitation.
Only after speaking did she look up at the spirit stone. Lin Keke was stunned—after twenty years, she was finally seeing her father again. Was this real? Tears of joy streamed down her face.
Therefore, Li Xu descended ten thousand miles deep before moving toward the lake bottom to investigate what had unsettled his spirit.
“Hmph, if you won’t kneel, then I’ll break both your legs—let’s see if you kneel then!” Tang Gan had descended into madness. He had long awaited this day; the mission was complete, the grudge avenged—his frenzy was understandable.
Suddenly, a commotion arose at the dance studio’s door. “What are you doing? This is the dance room; outsiders are not allowed in…” Two security guards blocked a group attempting to rush inside.
Zhenhai Zen Temple sought to unravel the recent series of issues and began arranging measures and investigations.
However, she understood that this was simply the concern of parents worldwide—Li Ming’s parents only wished for him to suffer less.
Qin Muyao stepped forward and pulled back the blanket wrapped around Lin Qingzhu. Taken by surprise, Lin Qingzhu was suddenly exposed to the air, especially the part closely connected with classmate Ye Tian, which was enough to captivate anyone’s gaze.
Either that, or all hatred was buried deep within the heart, ready to erupt as a catastrophe of destruction.
In truth, he had no concrete evidence. If he had obtained any proof, surely he would not have missed an opportunity to be close to Shi Tian.
Yet some matters, due to frequent warnings from the nanny, he remained cautious—for instance, the matter of his full soul talent, which he never disclosed to anyone nor revealed at any time.