Chapter 216: Bring My Parents to Huizhou for the New Year

Cao Sheng had just stepped out of the car when several neighbors laughed and greeted him.

"Oh! A-Sheng! Is this car yours? You're back?"

"A-Sheng! A-Sheng! Is this car called BMW?"

"A-Sheng! You came back for the New Year?"

"Cao Sheng! When did you buy this car? You didn't drive it last time you came back!"

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The neighbors' chorus of greetings drew Cao Sheng's attention.

At this moment, whether competing or watching, all could not help but follow Ai'er's crimson silhouette.

With a low cry that struck straight to the soul, Julian felt his spirit tremble—a powerful psychokinetic force surged into his mental domain and violently erased the invading demonic spiritual energy.

"Forget it. With Golden Tooth around—a seasoned social veteran—he won't get scammed, and he won't easily fool others." He tore off a chunk of hard bread, ignored everyone, and ate his lunch in silence.

"It's only the first day of the New Year—Mama's talking about this too soon," the Fourth Prince replied coolly.

"It's a Divine Perception attack." In that fleeting second, Li Siyu felt assaulted by the resentment of countless souls.

"Since everyone says so, thank you all—I won't join the contest. You're all so strong; my brother and I need to go train!" As the crowd voiced their opinions, Su Mu smiled and stepped off the arena, and the match order resumed normally.

The Tiger-Taming Xuan Jun of the Beast Taming Sect, the Tian Wu Xuan Jun of the Heavenly Talisman Sect, the Ling Ji Xuan Jun of the Heavenly Flame Sect, and the Thunder Tiger Marquis of the Thunder Tiger Legion.

As soon as Cheng Song finished speaking, a thorned light vine wrapped around both their arms; Cheng Song felt a faint pain in his arm, and the vine vanished.

Hearing Wang Yuqing say this, Yin Yiyi hesitated, thought it over, and decided caution was best—she would wait until Tao Xianqian returned from abroad before asking his opinion.

"Finally, a place to sit," Xue Li smiled and stepped forward, but before she reached the door, she heard voices shouting inside.

Yet strangely, this black flood had pierced straight through the gate, charging directly toward Youjiao Ouxu, passing through several Death Gods—yet none of them felt a thing.

Here, absolute silence reigned—no movement at all, save the occasional howling cold wind.

Chu Yunxuan thought he had convinced Tang Hao to abandon his plan to go to the Arctic, and only then did he quietly exhale. He thought for a moment, then added solemnly:

Qin Qing was troubled, unsure whether she should interfere further in Zhao Zheng's affairs. After long contemplation with no resolution, she decided to stick to the original plan—what happened later would have to be dealt with step by step.

Upon hearing this, Gu Huang, Yun Jiangnan, and others changed expression. If Long Xuankong was already this powerful, what level of cultivation must his master be? A flicker of understanding arose in their hearts regarding why Long Xuankong was so arrogant, so fearless even before the Immortal Clan—and their expressions turned grave.

When Chang Shan awoke from cultivation, all sound outside had ceased; Lan Tianjian had left at some point.

Zhuo Bufan rode his horse all night; whether from the rain and wind's illusion or reality, he kept hearing hoofbeats behind him. Finally, when dawn broke and the heavy rain ceased, a rainbow appeared on the horizon, as if comforting the weary, fleeing travelers.

Long Xuankong's goal was to seal all one hundred thousand people of Jiuxuan Mountain inside—should he lose, he could only flee; these people were the foundation, and they must be protected at all costs, or he would never again have a chance to claim the world.

Had it not been for the absurdity of reincarnation, Zi Yu almost thought he too was of the same path; otherwise, how could a man his age possess such maturity—and even extreme perceptiveness—able to deduce, merely by observation, the tangled, inexplicable bond between herself and Tang Yu?