Chapter 32: Passion

The Loyal Family: I Am the Pillar King of Daxia Mountain Spring Farmer 1237 words 2026-03-20 13:34:42

Shocking news! The Jiang Group and the Su Group have joined forces, announcing that from today onward, they will no longer cooperate with any enterprises belonging to the Long family!

Shocking news! The Su family head declares that any force collaborating with the Long family will be permanently blacklisted by the Su family! Chu Qingcheng, general manager of the Jiang Group, responds enthusiastically...

Ling Zhenye ignored his words completely and took out his phone. “Shen Yiqian, trace my phone. You have ten minutes to appear before me, or face the consequences.” Then he hung up.

Ni Suanqiu shot him a glare. The two had been exchanging deep, affectionate glances when Red Bull Brother suddenly barged in, and Ni Suanqiu felt like kicking him.

As he approached the island, a melodious voice drifted over, and Ling Feiyang was instantly captivated, his body drawn involuntarily toward the heart of the island.

“Haha, that’s right, that’s right!” Hearing Ni Suanqiu shamelessly boast, Dong Mingyu, the head of the Dong family, could only force a few awkward laughs and put on a smile.

Only a dozen days remained until the seventh day of next month, and the situation was growing ever more tense. Yet, just a few days ago, Shi Yi returned with bad news: He Pu County had already been occupied by the enemy.

This strange power of rules was clearly designed to weaken other rules. It couldn’t kill enemies, but it was highly effective at restricting opponents. However, the combat between a Golden Immortal restricting a Taiyi cultivation was unfavorable, and Zhao Xianzong was not optimistic about the outcome.

He realized that lately, he had done many things against his principles for Murong Yunxi, and suddenly felt as if he were going mad.

Meanwhile, Ni Suanqiu was finally able to begin cultivating. He had obtained the Heavenly-grade attack technique, White Candle Cold Flame Blade, from the elder of the Sword Spirit Sect. Using two white bone cold flames in his possession, Ni Suanqiu’s attack with this cold flame technique could nearly match the power of a high-quality spiritual artifact.

He packed his belongings back into the storage box, lifted it, and walked out of the bedroom. He surveyed the room one last time before turning and leaving.

He knew that the assailants who had attacked them previously were arranged by Hao Meng’s army. And he knew that most of Hao Meng’s troops were cavalry.

Bo Xun was puzzled. Why didn’t Primordial Lord kill him for revenge? He looked over and saw Primordial Lord’s eyes full of contempt, not even bothering to glance his way.

“Don’t worry. As long as you make it out, I’ll be at peace. The Alliance of Gentlemen awaits your return to rebuild!” Bing Yueyan smiled, but this time she could not hold back the pain of parting, and choked up.

In a haze, Feng Ye sensed that everything in this space was identical to the grand formation above.

A one-eyed evil beast stood before them, a poisonous creature at the late stage of Spirit Emperor Fourth Level. Its body was segmented like air sacs, exuding a sinister aura. A massive maw spewed gray mist, which wilted all grass it touched, and a single large eye rotated atop its skull.

Under careful recuperation, Si Xuanyi’s health greatly improved. Though he still couldn’t move freely from bed, he was no longer listless all day. His complexion was better, and he showed some spirit. Unnoticed, more than a month had passed.

“Bang bang bang!” Explosions echoed everywhere, and many allied soldiers had nowhere to hide—even sheltering behind vehicles was unsafe.

Yet, words were words and actions were actions. Although Feng Ye knew the words of the black-clad guardian were harsh, they were also true. After glaring at the man, Feng Ye immediately asked another question.

When Zhuge Ze walked in, he glanced again at the faces of Feng Ye and the other two and finally spoke.

“I know…” Si Xuanyi said gloomily. He understood Lin Feng was right, but he simply couldn’t bring himself to accept it.