Volume One, Chapter 77: A Mid-Autumn Festival Message

During the Mid-Autumn Festival, Zhou Ling suggested accompanying Zhang Shengli to celebrate in Yangcao Village. Su Qiong flew into a rage, issuing an ultimatum over the phone: if Zhou Ling dared not to return to Shacheng City for the holiday, she would no longer recognize Zhou Ling as her daughter.

“Open! Study!” Yun Chen was filled with fury, unwilling to delay even a moment, roaring inwardly.

All the demon cultivators were startled awake, a commotion rising as the moonstone lit up, illuminating the area beside the stone house.

Petrified for a moment, San Ya’s father exploded in anger, rushing forward and grabbing San Ya for a furious beating.

“Hmph, the city was originally the property of the Hong family. The ancestor has long wanted to drive out you parasitic outsiders; it’s only a matter of timing,” Patriarch Hong Jun sneered coldly.

“I’ll assist you.” Seeing that Wei Qin still showed no sign of movement, Zhang Yong quickly channeled his vital energy, pushing it toward Wei Qin. Beside him, Tao Zhen pursed his lips; though reluctant, he too symbolically sent a surge of energy to help Wei Qin.

Young Master Jin was truly infuriated by Qi Hao. Qi Hao was right—unless he knew how Qi Hao operated, it couldn’t be called cheating. If he couldn’t find the reason, how could it be cheating?

“Good, good, good!” Shi Fangzhen was so excited he danced around, raising his glass and draining it in one gulp. Still unsatisfied, he refilled his cup and tossed it back once more.

From the camp gate to the central command tent, Jiang Anyi walked for as long as it takes an incense stick to burn. Outside the tent, his brother Jiang Anyong, disciple He Xigui, and many officers who had hurried over upon hearing the news stood smiling, arranged in two rows, welcoming Jiang Anyi’s arrival.

A master capable of transformation could conceal their aura; even other masters would have difficulty detecting it. But if physical contact was made, concealment became impossible. Lu Huazhuang hid his aura well, but the moment he took the jade pendant from Mu Ziyun’s hand, his presence was completely exposed.

Along the way, applause resounded everywhere, and some staff members as well as newcomers arrived on scene, many with tears streaming down their faces.

Because of past conflicts with Zhang Xinghong, Su Jie did not disturb their private moment and instead turned into the public restroom.

As for the ownership of Mo Hai, it was simply explained: Fuqing Nation governed the inner sea, sea demons the outer sea.

After watching expressionlessly for a few seconds and just about to look away, the other person seemed to be searching for her too, locking eyes with her at once.

Nan Qing was quite composed, leisurely cradling the qilin beast and stroking its smooth fur, in excellent spirits.

Returning to his own courtyard, Fang Shaonan had no heart for cultivation, slumping powerlessly against the back of the chair as familiar yet strange scenes flashed through his mind.

“How is Mom? She’s not rekindling things with that trash, is she?” Xiao Kaifeng asked excitedly.

The Third Prince wanted to speak again, but was struck by a surge of spiritual energy, sent flying and landing precariously on the edge of the fissure.

At the banquet where he gained the commander’s favor, he went on a killing frenzy, slaughtering the commander and half the officers of the Sixteenth Army, then forcibly detained the senior leadership of the Sixteenth Army with overwhelming strength and summoned new alien warriors of Jiulong.

Climbing the stairs and returning to the shooting classroom, he found the entire training room empty; nearly all the students were in their dorms, meticulously preparing and waiting for nightfall. In the current Ghent slang, the New Year’s banquet was not simply a dinner.

Although Fang Shaonan spoke softly, those across from him were cultivators; their hearing far surpassed ordinary people.

It was like the power he possessed: with a single thought, he could annihilate heaven and earth, controlling the life and death of all beings. But if he wiped them all out directly, what meaning would there be in that?