Volume One, Chapter 102: Repaying Evil with Virtue

“Don’t let me go to prison! I swear, I’ll tell everything!”

In Yin Yi’s mind, the past and present lives of Hathaway surfaced—the beautiful pirate spy smiling as she parted ways with her.

Boom! Before she could finish speaking, the magical energy in the air violently trembled. In an instant, the ten bodies lost their restraints and plummeted from the sky, piercing through layers of magical aura toward the vast, desolate bone-strewn land below.

“You human, what are you doing in my Frozen Ice Mansion?” The handsome man’s eyes widened in surprise as he asked.

Having prepared everything, Yin Yi returned to the real world. She instructed Carp Baby to closely monitor the dormitory surroundings, then reconnected online.

After chatting a while longer, it was already past four in the afternoon. I kept a close eye on those two men; it was clear they were planning to leave.

But what was strange was that I wasn’t entirely human—I was a hybrid of human and demon beast, both human and monster, though the demonic bloodline had yet to awaken.

During this time, Brother Sha and Chen Jiushan had been secretly searching for Gui Rong’s whereabouts. Because of Wang Qingshan’s warning, they dared not approach openly and planned to eliminate that bastard Gui Rong covertly.

Luo Chenxi furrowed his handsome brows. Let her smash it if she wants. If breaking these things helps her vent, so be it.

Inside the arena, the only one who remained relatively composed, Sun Yuhan, cleared her throat and bluntly pointed out Yin Yi’s flaw: “I won’t comment on singing, but the dancing was utterly disastrous.”

Ling Xiao looked at Huang Bo. He thought Huang Bo wouldn’t apologize, but unexpectedly, after hearing Huang Zhiqiang’s words, Huang Bo bowed and apologized.

Looks like I’ll have to show off my cooking skills again today. Zhang Yang thought about what to cook for lunch while setting the car’s navigation to the market near the Chen family home to buy some ingredients. Glancing at his watch, it was already half past ten, so Zhang Yang hurriedly pressed the accelerator toward the Chen residence.

Zhao Tiezhu pointed at the map, indicating the areas still under their control—regions closest to the territory held by Li Jialong.

But enemies always find enemies easily. Bai Zhirou immediately spotted Su Ranshan’s location. A trace of disdain flashed in her eyes, yet she maintained a facade of utmost sincerity.

The water had cooled considerably. Su Jinxi rose from the bath barrel; the outside air was chilly. She wrapped a garment around herself and went to close the window.

After all, she had just thought her husband was a real man, but instead, he hesitated like a woman twice over—wasn’t that just asking for trouble?

A face etched with the marks of time, every line and crease evident to the world, sharp and defined as in a previous lifetime.

If it were anyone else, they might think the unusual phenomena atop this mountain merely praised Qinglan Sect for investing immense manpower and resources constructing so many halls at the summit.

True immortals across the world had reached thirty to forty thousand in number, and the entire Heavenly Domain accounted for nearly a quarter of that. Yet the Heavenly Domain itself was but a drop in the vast Immortal Realm.

Seeing this, Ye Chen’s eyes brightened. Without the title of alchemist, he nearly forgot he still was one—and in Daluo, he bore the prestigious name: Pill Saint.

Some neighbors couldn’t bear to watch and tried to intervene, but two burly men blocked their way, one even brandishing a knife.

Although last night’s battle was fierce, fortunately, the mountain villagers’ casualties were not severe. Though simple folk, each remembered their duty; even the injured still pressed on to fulfill their responsibilities.