Chapter 34: Trouble Befalls the Wan Family

After dawn, Wanshun went into the village to find someone to help report to the police. When the police arrived, she accompanied them to the station and cooperated with their investigation for a whole day. Only after they confirmed she had nothing to do with the matter was she allowed to leave.

She returned to the Fu’an Brigade, feeling light and unburdened, but to her surprise, the place was bustling too. The elders and villagers hadn’t dispersed; they were all gathered on the dam, deep in discussion.

She was a grown woman passing by, yet not a single person noticed her—until her little companion caught sight of her.

“Sister Shun, you’re back, you didn’t—”

Jiu Xiao’s understanding of magic was limited; in his impression, the most powerful and concentrated area-of-effect spell was the Thundercloud Storm.

Lin Yu was anxious inside. My dear aunt, how could you possibly give that as a reason? Would you really drag yourself into this as well?

Although everyone was angry, no one dared act rashly in the old general’s home, and besides, the elderly writer was an old friend to them all.

Lin Yu coughed awkwardly, lifted his head, and tried hard to restrain the urge to go and see for himself. Bai Shenglan, meanwhile, watched Lin Yu with a half-smile, her gaze teasing yet tinged with sorrow.

A jet of black light shot out, and in a flash, transformed into a wisp of black mist, vanishing into the void.

Though both had attained immortality, due to certain innate and acquired issues, the Paradise of Penglai and the Celestial Palace of Infinity had always been at odds—like water and fire, irreconcilable. They looked down upon each other and, every few decades, would compete in contests of martial prowess and magic, trading jibes and mockery.

Judging by the wind that had just blown, this place was ventilated; if there was air flow, it might connect to the outside. And if it did, there was hope of escape.

Though called a great cave, it was actually just a pit, now overgrown with trees. Dazhuang was about to climb out when he suddenly saw a strip of cloth hanging from a nearby branch. He took it down, examined it carefully, and found traces of blood on it—still fresh, as if left only moments ago.

The Celestial Palace of Infinity was an existence almost as renowned as the Paradise of Penglai. It did not inhabit the Xuanming Realm continent; legends say that both the Celestial Palace and Penglai lie somewhere beyond the southern seas.

When Lin Yu led his brothers in grand procession to Tianyu Corporation, he finally realized why he had felt such a bad premonition—the company’s name was all too familiar.

The room suddenly fell silent. Only then did Boren, lying by the fireplace warming himself, realize he and Yan Bei and her son were not the only ones in the house; there were many others.

It struggled to lift its head; beneath the tangled black hair, angry, unwilling red eyes glared ahead at Tang Ze, who was slowly lowering his hands, the armor on his body writhing. With all its might, it let out a hoarse roar.

A period of silence followed. Hades, watching the professionals finish restraining Leslie, directed others to handle Mimi’s corpse.

Even the Dragon-headed Mole said bitterly—if he could think of this possibility, how could Shanaido and the others not have? Why had they acted so rashly?

Upon entering, she felt her skin brush against the poisonous fog and miasma—cool and cold, like the baths and ointments Mo Qiu prepared for her, truly able to block the toxic mist. As for the poison entering her body through her nose, the medicinal vapors from the detoxifying pill neutralized it, making it not so unbearable after all.

Two days later, the Trial Assembly would be held in two venues—one at Bamboo Creek Peak, the other at Red Forge Peak.

Boom! The massive headless body was hurled to the ground with a resounding crash, and a visible shockwave swept away all the white smoke.

The way he had dealt with the hoary elder—such consummate skill, that ruthlessness in his words and deeds—could never be faked. It was something honed through countless acts of slaughter and bloodlust, not a fleeting impulse. Yet it only made her even more afraid to reveal the truth to Bai Bingyan.

Yet in those mere three words, we all felt the urgency in his tone.

Hidden, Coriel’s eyes flashed with a trace of bewilderment. Though it vanished instantly, it could not escape the perception of the super Alakazam.