Chapter 241: Epilogue — Chunze True Person / Auspicious Deer Demon King

Epilogue — Chunze True Person / Auspicious Deer Demon King

My name is Mu Chunze; I am a lone cultivator.

Born into the mortal world, I was discovered to possess a spiritual root during a small sect’s recruitment, thus beginning my path to immortality.

That so-called sect was in truth a family; the sect master’s entire clan held every key position within it.

We disciples dragged in were nothing more than bonded laborers for that family.

I cultivated there for twenty-eight years.

For twenty-eight years, not

Zhai Yi was indeed outstanding, but he was not yet worthy of being taken by Karly for a press interview.

She could almost foresee that if she delayed any longer, her sister’s “righteous” hands would reach for her ears and deliver yet another lesson in love.

The hall was filled with many injured and sick; though Shangguan Yun worried about Ke Qingqing and Yang Yizhi’s safety, he did not rush, instead tending to everyone, with Xiao Yingying assisting beside him.

Ye Yu did not move his body, but the long sword in his hand emitted brilliant light, as if fused with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

The only consequence was a lifetime ban from entry; after all, there was no extradition treaty between the two nations, and descendants living domestically were unaffected.

The tall giraffe lowered its head gracefully to eat leaves, while the zebra strolled leisurely across the grassland.

On the court, Zhai Yi eagerly rubbed his hands together; seeing LeBron, Pierce, and Garnett, he felt his moment to achieve legendary status had arrived.

Large-scale acquisitions risk lawyers being bribed—losses could run into hundreds of millions.

Long Jianfei had not finished speaking when the car suddenly sank; Xiong Da and Da He both sensed something amiss. Before either could speak, Da He had already jerked the steering wheel left and right—he knew someone was on board.

He pondered silently, a voice stirring within his heart, unsure whether to speak or remain silent; the subtle awkwardness and stifled tension could only be felt, never expressed.

Even so, the events that occurred at Baoxiang Temple on Laba Festival remained gossip in every alley and hearth.

“Did Yuxi report it?” Wu Wei’s heart tightened. The villa’s soundproofing was excellent, and he had the Dreamspace to clean up the scene and the corpse. But if Yu Xixi reported it, he would have no time to dispose of the evidence.

“Alas… the clash of today’s peak cultivators is destined to see one fade into obscurity,” Nan Ling sighed, gazing at the crimson sky—that was where Nangong Li was.

Doctors wield absolute authority before patients’ families, for life and death rest in their hands; no matter how powerful your rank or wealthy your fortune, you must treat them with reverence.

If it were any other man, Wu Wei would never allow him to grow so close to Liu Xixi. But for some reason, Fang Chang held no status as a rival in Wu Wei’s eyes.

Fang Yi did not argue with Sun Honglei; he simply crushed the cigarette between his fingers, saying not a word.

Wu Wei glanced at Long You’s chips—over five million—and his original target had always been Hainarm, always hoping to swallow Hainarm’s entire stack at once.

The prenatal checkup went smoothly; everything was normal. Fu Shiyi sent a message to Fu Shihan reporting the results while linking arms with Su Wanguan and walking out.

Nalan Piaoxue turned to look at Yinxing City: “He said you are the hope, but I do not know what kind of hope. I give you the Hunyuan Fu Mo Spear. Leave in three days.” Her voice faded, and she vanished.

That night, Xiao Baizhu met 738 again, as always arranged by Xue Long. 738 and Xue Long disputed over Xiao Baizhu’s identity.

Unfortunately, this was not water; in air, you cannot simply flick your limbs to move your body.

Regarding this matter, Leng Muhan said Yun Duoduo would lead and he would assist, so he rarely spoke.

Qin Shang did not answer; he did not know how to answer. Could he tell her that because the Shadow had grown fond of her but felt unworthy of her station, dared not draw near, and that it was better to sever his own longing before affection deepened?