Chapter 34: The Scoundrel Grandson

“Hmm?” The old man’s hazy eyes suddenly flashed with sharp light.

No one truly wishes for death; as long as there is the slightest hope of survival, their fear of death and willingness to compromise vanish.

But after a brief moment of contemplation, the old man shook his head again.

“Impossible…”

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“Hmph~” As Thomas rushed into the cave, a whirlwind appeared, sweeping him up and hurling him away. “You dare covet my food? Using magic to kill you would be far too merciful. I’ll tear your flesh apart with my own hands, piece by piece.” Thomas’s actions provoked Norman, who landed firmly on the ground.

“As for you, that can wait. Let me show you something first.” Chen Wei took out his phone and handed a photo to his mother and Chen Yu.

“Husband, you must never doubt me like that again! You know my heart is wholly yours; no one else could ever enter it.” An Yu’s voice was enchanting, gentle as silk.

Everyone raised their glasses at the same time. Huang Ting laughed even more joyously, feeling as if she were the moon in the sky, surrounded and adored by a host of stars.

Wu Zheng shot a glare at the mentor, who immediately realized his lapse in decorum. As a mentor, how could he lose his composure so?

“Not yet! If there’s something you need, Brother Liu, just say it!” came the crisp voice from the phone.

A barrage of water arrows, swift and relentless, sliced toward the arm like blades, forcing Lieris to release his grip. “Thunk!” The arm was free, but Lieris had no intention of letting Jole survive; he launched a kick at Jole, sending him hurtling through the air like a tattered piece of leather.

The alchemist, the artificer, and the geographer were the lifeblood of every city lord’s domain—the most advanced forces in their territories. If Qin Yuan recruited them all, he could feast to his heart’s content, but the city lords would be thrown back to the dark ages overnight.

Zhang Chao was already prepared to eliminate Wu Long. If Wu Long dared utter a word of refusal at this moment, Zhang Chao would strike him down without hesitation.

However, the side effects of this treatment were all too obvious. More importantly, it would cause the patient to completely lose the ability to move.

“It seems, Brother Gu, you’ve failed to break through to the Law Domain,” Shi Jingxuan remarked, gazing at the cave. He could sense clearly that the unstable aura had just collapsed—a clear sign of failure in the attempt to reach the domain, ending in abrupt defeat.

“Senior, I must be an exception. I am the junior brother and sworn brother of the Invincible Demon of Lust—I’m their uncle!” At that moment, Xu Jiantian interjected with an irreverent grin.

But Meijiasi was different—it was her first time witnessing the power of a script, and she was doubled over with laughter, unable to straighten up, drawing everyone’s attention.

Yet in front of the group, such words were nothing unusual. After all, Chen Feng had spoken in this manner more than once, and everyone was accustomed to it, just as every formation granted Chen Feng a different insight.

Sadly, I cannot save you—no matter how much I want to live, this cup of tea I must drink, whether I like it or not.

What perplexed Seluna, however, was how the breeding of so many cave dragons and ground owls required an immense supply of meat. How did those replicas manage it? Even in the vast and resource-rich Southern Frontier, beast tamers struggled to raise ground owls on a large scale.

“Greetings, Senior Brother Tiange.” As the sword lights faded, Hua Yintu, Li He, and the others immediately bowed their heads.

At that moment, deep within his dantian and sea of qi, countless nascent souls breathed in unison, elevating his cultivation to a state of perfection. Suddenly, he soared upward, his body twisting as the true energy within him split into two streams, drifting lightly through space. With a slight rotation, he neutralized the force of the three opponents’ strikes, then flicked his finger.