Chapter 63: A Man’s Embrace

Ashes of Delight Ling Fanfan 1319 words 2026-04-13 17:34:19

Bai Huan bent over in the carriage, her mind racing. “…Of course, only those wicked, corrupt officials would do such things.”

Dong Yi responded coolly, “And you think such wicked officials are reliable?”

Bai Huan muttered inwardly, why was this corrupt official so sharp-eared?

She plopped herself down opposite him, grinned, and said, “Ah, you must have misheard. Corrupt officials are certainly not reliable.”

“And which corrupt official is so unreliable?”

Bai Huan’s smile stiffened.

Still…

Unable to help herself, she yawned, grabbed the blanket from the sofa, and covered herself, preparing to sleep.

If it came down to pure strength, this wounded, battered flood dragon might not be much different from her brother. But unfortunately, the beast had home field advantage.

“Don’t worry! I’ve never liked to resort to violence, so long as they don’t provoke me first.” Jin Lin smiled serenely, speaking with calm assurance.

The sudden surge of such a powerful energy caused intense turbulence in the labyrinthine passages of the surrounding caves.

At last, Jin Lin reached the edge of the pool again. Only by crossing it could he truly enter the Moonlit Grotto.

Though he kept a nonchalant expression, that recent strike had wounded him deeply. If the Godslayer Sword hadn’t intervened to shield him in time, he might have perished right then and there.

“Hmph, my brother said I would surpass them, so I will. My brother is never wrong!” Jin Lin and the others ignored the words of the two, as if they hadn’t heard. Niu Niu, however, trusted Jin Lin so completely it bordered on blind faith—she would not allow anyone to speak ill of him.

“It’s no use, the altar has been used too frequently these past days. We can’t open it now,” Yin Xiu remarked after inspecting the altar.

“Sis, I knew you were kindhearted. But when our clinic becomes famous, perhaps we can support their pharmacy too. How about that?” Lin Tian offered a compromise.

Linglong called for help directly. Yan Huang instinctively looked toward the doorway—fortunately, only Cong Zheng poked his head in after the door opened.

As the first light of dawn crept across the sky, vehicles began coming and going: private cars, taxis, even military jeeps—all kinds, weaving back and forth.

Zhun Ti, however, was incensed. With a subtle movement of the auspicious cloud above his head, his golden Dharma body of twenty-four heads and eighteen arms appeared, leading the way. Jie Yin’s three relics followed, manifesting myriad Buddhist techniques, launching relentless attacks on the group protected by the Buddha’s golden Dharma body.

If his employees weren’t so easy to manage and generally respectful, he might have quit long ago. But finding another position as comfortable as this one wouldn’t be so easy.

Just as Zhou Guangbi was at a loss, a set of footsteps approached. Curious, he turned his head.

Though the mountain was steep and treacherous, covered in snow and ice, the three of them were skilled cultivators, so the journey was not difficult.

Xiao Cheng came in person to Kunlun. All the powerful figures involved in last night’s events had assembled at the site, gathering beneath the ceremonial platform at the command of Daoist Yongyuan. Their expressions were calm, betraying not a hint of panic.

“Let’s keep going—there’s a forest ahead. We’ll camp there tonight. Also, just call me Young Master. Or, if you prefer, my name is A Zhi,” he added. The title “master” didn’t suit A Zhi’s taste, but “Young Master” was acceptable.

In response, the middle-aged man sneered coldly and drew the pistol from his belt. Just as he was about to speak, Jia Yu Wangyue waved him off with a gesture.

The group continued to slay monsters and train, all of them fighting sharks. If the people of Flourishing Tang Dynasty knew this was how they leveled up, their jaws would surely drop.

Still, the four swords—Slayer of Immortals, Annihilator of Immortals, Executioner of Immortals, and Azure Blade—were already at the rank of primordial spiritual treasures. After further refinement and nurturing, their spirit and power would reach yet greater heights.