Chapter 121: If There Is a Next Life

“What’s the point of keeping these worthless trinkets?”

Ma Hongxia grew irritated as Sun Sanlu hesitated over every item, unwilling to discard anything or sell it.

“This kettle may look ugly, but it still works—throwing it away would be a waste,” Sun Sanlu said, clutching a dented water boiler with obvious reluctance.

“Sell it off. Just take a few clothes.”

“This was originally bought by you from the marketplace.”

He Zilan of Chang’an Palace was unaware that someone was already watching her. Repeated gifts from Imperial Consort De had made even her naive heart realize this could not happen without Emperor Renshou’s explicit instruction.

Though many questions surged in his mind, the scene before him continued. Bu Fan did not dwell on them but kept absorbing the information within the World’s Will. As the energy field entered a “chaotic” state, the turbulent energy gradually grew inward—clearly a dangerous sign.

Zhou Ju, familiar with Qian’s conduct, was unsurprised and offered us a few words of comfort. Then he turned his gaze to me and asked, as if it were the most natural thing, what I thought of Qian Ju.

Moreover, the Xiao Group had spent a fortune on this project, yet ended up with this result—Xiao Mo began to feel he had truly lost money this time.

As sharp as Ziying, she instantly understood Jinghe’s meaning—Jinghe was referring to Li Huan.

“I’ll lure them into the formation—you just stay back and prepare to activate it,” Shangguan Feiyan said firmly.

Lin Yan’s current strength was likely at the lower end of Level Nine; after all, even without any faction boost, he had nearly Level Eight power—adding the Demon Soul and Blood Rage technique made reaching Level Nine entirely plausible.

“The Blood Council must have another strong one—otherwise, the Wing of Protection wouldn’t be struggling so hard,” Lin Yan thought, wondering how to aid the Wing of Protection and eliminate these Blood Council members, when suddenly a cold snort rang out like thunder, laced with suspicion.

“Engineers! Advance! Are siege weapons just for show?!” Afla declared with arrogant authority.

Since I’d decided to leave, I stopped pretending. I finished all tasks required of me at the station and prepared to depart with her.

Though the snow-covered wasteland was freezing and my clothes weren’t enough to keep me warm, the conditions were the same for everyone except the Ice Guardian. I could always use Sisi’s ability if I truly couldn’t bear it—right now, conserving divine power was priority; I’d assess the situation first.

The Holy King’s words doused Xuan Yue like a bucket of ice water, instantly extinguishing the pride that had just risen in her.

Li Hongyu furrowed his brow—partly out of sorrow for Liu’s death. No wonder Liu had died; with the fetus already five months along, an abortion was tantamount to suicide.

Chen Baliang cast a casual glance at the flirtatious Ivan and laughed mockingly.

He didn’t thrash about wildly—he swayed gently in rhythm with the waves, like an experienced fisherman, untouched by even the fiercest storms and surging tides.

“Top-tier really is top-tier… just look at that build… Zeze !” Other soldiers stared with envy.

When the townsfolk heard the County Magistrate planned to seal the cave, they gathered in droves, forming three layers of crowds around it, completely blocking the view.

“It’s him…” Chen Feng murmured, watching Tian Songzi vanish into the city gate. He ignored the renewed murmurs around him and followed after the gate.

Zhao Qian froze in stunned silence—had he just been given the “friend zone” card? Though Kristina didn’t know what “giving someone the friend zone card” meant in Daya, she still felt awkward.