Chapter 46: Wang Bing’s Whereabouts

Wan Shun said, “Uncle, Aunt, let’s tidy up here first. You can rest well, and everything else can wait.”

The two nodded. “Xiao Shun, thank you. If it weren’t for you, we truly wouldn’t know what to do.”

They had also heard about Liu Caicai’s situation. Compared to the poisoning incident, Liu Caicai’s matter left them even more shaken and furious. How could someone be so ruthless? All these years, they believed they’d treated Luo Cheng fairly; how could he be so heartless?

Liu clenched his teeth tightly. His vision suddenly went dark, and then he felt himself fall into a warm embrace.

“Because your abilities are too weak, even if you take Chang’an, being killed is only a matter of time,” I said.

Xu Shu sighed deeply. “I once wished to be a hero, to sweep away injustice in the world. But now… alas…” Xu Shu lowered his head, silent.

“So, is she worried about me?” On Ah Xiang’s cold face, a faint smile appeared—warm, almost unreal.

“What is the duty of a soldier?” Li Zhen didn’t answer Lin Chenghe directly, but instead asked an unrelated question.

After sitting all night, her legs were numb. Hua Xuanji’s steps were faltering as she pushed open the door, only to find the room empty.

Regarding this sister, I truly don’t want to endure her any longer. If I don’t teach her a lesson, she’ll really think I’m easy to bully.

On the Xiqi side, six Seven Star masters were dispatched at once this time, while in Chaoge, only three could be gathered—Bai Yu, Xiao Moran, and the last, Cheng Peng.

This reminded me of when I first arrived at Jiang Manor. Yuetang, too, had burst out of her room shouting, just like today.

“Holy Father, why are you here? Where’s my brother?” Only when Ah Xiang mentioned the Holy Son did a trace of warmth appear in his tone.

With that, he put away his stubborn posture from earlier, cupped his hands respectfully to Su Dingfang, and bowed gracefully.

Hearing the elder speak like this, Chi Lie fell silent. He wanted the Black Gold Stone, but didn’t wish to bring trouble to Scarlet Flame Valley. If the Holy Emperor truly decided to attack them, it would spell disaster for their sect. No matter how powerful they were, they could not withstand the might of an entire nation.

“Well, I haven’t lost anything anyway. Let that wretch live a few more days,” he comforted himself. The dark cloud in his heart lifted, and he felt a sudden clarity.

In one of the command armored vehicles trudging along the rugged mountain path, Su Mao and his wife sat pale-faced, silent. They were somewhat anxious, but mostly relieved—relieved that they hadn’t gone to pay respects to the Para God, but instead brought the Imperial Guards and prepared to visit the frontline to boost morale.

Ye Yang let out a furious roar. Facing the colossal demon infant before him, he seemed to see the Flame Demon from ancient battlefields, and recalled the peerless beauty of Chu Yanran before her disappearance.

Song Li was stunned for a moment. Suddenly, all the clues he’d collected in recent days connected together.

Long Kui ordered accommodations for Song Li and Long Ziyan. Returning to her own room, Long Ziyan listened to Song Li’s analysis and couldn’t help feeling a bit frustrated.

“What’s going on? Why does the aura on this fire serpent feel so strong…” An Xiaoning’s clone was suddenly startled; the smug smile vanished from his face, for the power he sensed on the fire serpent was far greater than the illusory demon flames surrounding it.

Even if the Origin Blood Clan is left with just one branch, it cannot be underestimated; after all, the clan still harbors an ancient Supreme of the Divine Might Realm, whose powers are unfathomable.

But just then, a vast force of the starry sky emanated from the portrait of the Grandmaster Immortal.

Three thousand years… If Ji Chuan Qianzhi truly becomes a High Deity under her guidance, that span of time would be but a blink of an eye.