Volume 1, Chapter 25: A High-Maintenance Ancestor

Após Seduzi-lo à Ruína, a Srta. Sang Brilha Sozinha Barquinho singelo 1249 words 2026-08-04 07:29:30

One day, after Sang Hai-ning returned from dinner at Grandpa Sun’s house, she was surprised to find the lights on in her room. Through the weathered window, a familiar silhouette was cast against the glass. She realized then that Rong Shao-qin had actually come. The bodyguard confirmed that he had just arrived. Pushing aside the heavy curtain, she stepped inside to find Rong Shao-qin sitting by the stove with a stiff expression. He had been raised in the lap of luxury his entire life.

In the sky, thunderous roars echoed continuously, as if two invisible, colossal mountains were relentlessly colliding. Beneath them, the cyan barrier rippled incessantly, showing deep indentations from time to time. Yet, he could never be decapitated or dismembered; even if a blade shattered Wu Ming’s neck bone and killed him instantly, the head would remain attached. Once the midnight hour passed, Wu Ming’s body would regenerate, completely unscathed.

However, Taxis was in no hurry. He keenly sensed that Gauss’s soul was slowly unraveling, as if influenced by some external force. This decay was fundamental to the soul itself, something even the black mist could not reverse.

The car fell silent again, save for the occasional cough from Sun Qian-qian, who struggled with the drifting cigarette smoke. To maximize the mining yield, they could not all take the same path. Furthermore, an avatar of Ji Fan stayed by the side of the Crimson Demon Empress. With Ji Fan’s avatar capable of slaying a Great Perfection King, the Saint Spirit King and the Old Sword God were at ease having such a formidable combatant watching over her.

Elsewhere, the moment Mr. Luo caught sight of the red crystal, he determined to claim it for himself. Ji Fan, dressed in a white cloak, sat in his place, sipping the famous Enlightenment Tea of the starry sky. Though he had no need for the tea to attain enlightenment, he had to admit, the fragrance was exquisite.

Zeng Xian was a tall man, standing at 186 centimeters and weighing over 150 pounds, yet Mother Wang managed to lift him onto her back. To keep her from becoming arrogant, the elders of the Huanhua Sword Academy had not told her about her "innate sword heart." Nevertheless, she was aware of her own uniqueness; different swords gave her different sensations, as did different swordsmen.

With a loud "bang," the distraction, though not entirely effective, successfully diverted the Zombie General’s attention. Taking advantage of the momentary lapse in the air, Yuan Shuai swung his sword violently at the Zombie General’s neck. With a howl of pain, the general finally flung Yuan Shuai back down to the ground.

Panic-stricken, the water ghost turned and fled into the distance, but Yuan Shuai would not let it escape. He cast a basic water ball spell, which struck the fleeing creature, knocking it to the ground where it struggled and let out a silent roar.

An exclamation of surprise broke the air. Meng Yue-yun looked up to see Xia, sword strapped to his back, staring at her with a look of utter frustration.

At that moment, Tian-fu and Tian-xi arrived with the "lunch" prepared specifically for Yong-ning. Fang Yi-ai sat quietly, watching the maids attend to his sister, his gaze occasionally sweeping over her as if gauging the severity of her injuries.

Ultimately, it was only a lower-tier divine artifact; the Blood-Melting Divine Blade was sent flying in an instant by the sweep of the divine spear. Like a dragon, the spear broke through the Sun-Melting Gold Furnace and burst into the light of day.

Yuan Shuai chuckled, pulling an "Earth Dragon Soaring Talisman" and a "Samadhi True Fire Talisman" from his sleeves. Seizing the moment when Ouyang Luosha was distracted and frustrated by the black mist, he unleashed a fused spell attack.

"Your Highness, my lady may not have studied medicine for long, but her skills are no less than those of a common physician. She has already cured many," Bai Hui, unable to bear seeing her mistress doubted, could not help but speak up.

It was not that she hadn't considered poisoning Qi Zheng-kuang, but in the end, she could not bring herself to do it. After all, he was Sheng-er’s father, and her own father as well.