Chapter 50: Cunning
"Xuyang, why is there a woman’s hair on your coat?" Raising her fair hand, Zhou Mei plucked a long strand from his jacket, her tone displeased.
"What? How could that be?" Xuyang’s face showed a hint of surprise.
"It’s clearly a wo..."
Seizing the opportunity, Lu Jian gathered his entire energy under the guidance of his will, his long blade bursting into a dazzling red light. It crossed paths in the air with the white sword, crackling into a violet spark that shot once more toward the dazed gorilla.
Ling Xiao’s seemingly casual sword strike, in fact, contained the profound state of 'unity of heaven and man', overwhelming in its dominance. Four green-clad men leapt before Shui Mo, joining forces to barely withstand the sword’s force.
Jiang Mian then took his bowl and placed it carefully on the tray, asking if the medicine was bitter and whether he’d like a piece of candy.
"That’s perfect. I’ve run into a real problem. The iron gate outside is under the control of evil spirits, so I can’t get through. Without getting out, I can’t climb up to Sword’s Edge and retrieve the Demon-Subduing Sword. What do you suggest I do?" Lu Jian let out a hum before asking again.
Now, the Tang Clan and its affiliates, nearly a hundred thousand strong, had sealed every exit from Lake Tai, letting not a single soul enter or leave. Once their ships and bows were ready, they would launch a full-scale assault on Mount Dongting.
"No need for introductions. He’ll stay; you can go." The group of young men in the room spoke in unison, waving the manager away.
Back in the Netherworld, we were forced to such extremes because we didn’t know the terrain at all and had no idea where to escape. But now, this is our domain—I have nothing to fear. Besides, Lin Cheng and the others are still here.
"I see your vocabulary has grown; you’re even using words like ‘intercept’ now." Though she complained, the system wasn’t wrong. Resigned, Gu Minran pulled the protagonist along, suppressing a wave of nausea, and with great effort, managed to bring him home.
At first glance, the path seemed only dozens of yards high because its peak reached into the clouds. But now, it stretched endlessly westward. Ahead, clouds and mist billowed, and after about four or five miles, the mist thickened, yet no giant mushroom-shaped stone appeared.
After class, the physics teacher left the classroom with his textbook, walking slowly. In the corridor, when students from other classes greeted him, he would nod and smile kindly.
"I’ll handle this—thank you for your hard work," Zhang Kunsheng said, patting Fang Lin’s shoulder once more as he noticed the latter speaking with a frown.
Without another word, Nicholas grabbed Leona by the collar and hurried away, only releasing her when they had gone a considerable distance.
"Where is he now?" Shang Jie suddenly looked up and asked, a hint of murderous intent in his voice.
After dinner, Nicholas helped Erusa clean up the dishes and even washed them together. Though magic could have made short work of the task, Erusa insisted on doing it by hand.
"When do I set out?" Wu Xiong finally looked up, his gaze firm after hearing all this, his tone edged with impatience.
Lin Yuelan dragged Situ Nanyun onto the street. By now, Yan City was already ablaze with festive decorations. The national banquet coincided with the New Year, so every household hung red lanterns, pasted red couplets on their doors, and placed bright red flowers at their entrances. Everywhere one looked, a vibrant red dominated the scene.
"Indeed, but compared to the frozen north, Cangyang is practically warm," Chen An said with a gentle laugh. Just as he was about to warm Xia Qin's hands, his vision suddenly darkened. He staggered, nearly falling, but thankfully Xia Qin caught him in time.