Chapter 319: Twisted Love

"Mr. Xu, let me help you with that."

Xiao Chen saw Xu Jiadong carrying the divine statue out of the car and hurried forward to take it.

"Don't touch it."

Xu Jiadong immediately barked in anger; Xiao Chen jumped back and quickly pulled his hand away.

Sensing his tone had been too harsh, Xu Jiadong softened his voice: "This is something I brought back myself—no outsider may touch it."

"Mr. Xu, I didn't understand—I was reckless. I'm truly sorry," Xiao Chen said.

Hearing there was a treasure, the Purple Sky Palace's gates flew open; Di Jun and Tai Yi flashed away as streaks of fire, followed immediately by the Three Pure Ones and the two from the West, then the rest surged out, fearing they'd miss the spiritual treasure inside.

Seeing their general manager so gentle and kind, everyone sighed in relief and felt a twinge of shame, returning to their posts to get back to work.

But just as he was about to set down the letter, the original handwriting faded slowly, and new text surfaced in its place.

The clamor, shouts, and curses blended together, making the place feel like a marketplace.

The old saying was indeed true: to bind a man's heart, first bind his stomach—Sun Wu Fan's stomach had clearly been bound by Ning Xiu.

The wall collapsed instantly, crumbling into powdered stone. With the barrier gone, sunlight poured straight down, flooding the space with brightness.

Long Jianfei suddenly understood: "I get it—I understand everything now. These people's target wasn't me." But then another question struck him. He quickly picked up his phone and dialed Han Yue's number, only to find it busy.

The nine-headed fire bird lifted its long neck and spat a torrent of flame; on the white screen, ripples shifted slowly, revealing images. The five golden lions roared, leapt forward, and slammed their massive paws against the screen—*chis*—tearing long white gashes. The eighty giant snakes slithered, spewing streams of poison mist toward the white screen.

A flash of sword light passed; Bai Cong'e didn't even grunt—his head tumbled to the ground. Before the headless body could fall, blood gushed from the severed neck, splattering the faces and bodies of the men in the pavilion.

Having settled all that, Jiang Xiao began designing the furniture inside the house. Since his cultivation was strong enough, a single finger tap could complete anything instantly; soon, screens, tables, chairs, and beds were all in place. Jiang Xiao even used rare materials to make paint and coated every piece of furniture and the walls themselves.

Qin Yang glanced at the silver in his hand, thinking: in this age, is there anything money can't buy? He waved his hand irritably, signaling the steward to leave.

Ordinary cats might not resent their bodies—they'd find a quiet corner to relieve themselves—but Ron, with a human soul, couldn't tolerate it.

I forced a crooked smile and arrived at the dormitory building. It was Mid-Autumn, drizzling lightly, the chill biting. Bai Yiqing must have been standing in the cold for a while—when she saw me, she looked as if she'd endured a century of sorrow.

Ding Yao saw no trace of acting on Xu Nuo's face—he had to admit, Xu Nuo was an excellent actor.

"Go see Zheng Yun first—you must drink the preventive herbal decoction before you go," Chu Si instructed. But hearing Lin Qingyu say that, she realized Zheng Yun wasn't on the brink of death—perhaps he'd truly caught the epidemic, or maybe he had another mission.

"Group Leader Bu, here are the materials you requested," Su Ke gently placed the documents before Bu Qing.

Wen Chengya was her classmate and close friend; she'd never had many friends, and Wen Chengya was the one she was closest to. For the past three months, Wen Chengya had been away for training, so they hadn't contacted each other.

The attendant escorted them all the way to the parking lot, turned around only after watching their car drive off.

Qin Yi entered with the doctor; when he saw the bloodstain on Fu Simo's hospital gown, he opened his mouth.

If she hadn't known the wedding dress was designed by Xu Nuo, Chen Man would have been moved to tears by his words—but now, she felt no emotion, only forcing a gentle smile to play the role of a proper bride.