Chapter 618: Seen and Unseen

Lu Changyuan and Zhang Guifang heard this and were slow to react.

But gradually they came to their senses—yes, their son was already dead.

After Lu Jiawei passed away, his body was not immediately cremated, as many issues were involved, and it remained in the morgue for a considerable time.

So the two elders had not only seen him with their own eyes, but had also personally changed him into a clean set of clothes.

Then they witnessed him burned into a pile of ashes, which they finally brought home, hearts shattered.

“This…

She wasn’t afraid of death, for she faced countless deaths daily and had long grown indifferent to life and death—this was a necessary heart for a Shura—but what she feared was the loss of her purity.

“Isn’t that obvious? Do you think I don’t understand Tang Zhihang’s feelings?” That emotion of Tang Zhihang’s once tormented me terribly; I could never forget his ridiculous infatuation.

After revealing this super-secret, Mo Tian felt relieved and happily went to the cafeteria to eat a huge bowl of ramen, mocking Song Huihui, who stood before her in a daze for so long she’d skipped breakfast.

At the staircase leading to the rear platform, the tree monsters completely blocked the entrance; on the semicircular front platform stood seven or eight stone pillars, each three meters tall.

Since the point system directly affects all Demon Kings, this year’s martial competition will add this system after several previous matches.

The two flew back without pause, straight to the Teleportation Hall, and set out for Yangzheng Prefecture in Yunyan Realm—the cost of inter-realm teleportation was exorbitant, requiring ten thousand spirit stones per person, and even that was the discounted rate after gathering enough participants, drastically reducing Yi Xuan’s spirit stones until he had less than ten thousand left.

When I returned home, the living room light was still on, but Huang Yurou had already fallen asleep on the sofa. Clearly, she was never suited for guarding the house.

This was indeed too difficult for Chu Feng; understanding what Feng Ziyang taught required reaching the Sword Immortal realm—only then could one truly comprehend and awaken to it. Though Sword Emperor and Sword Immortal differed by only one realm, between them lay the greatest and most insurmountable gap in cultivation.

Ni Duoshi heard this and flew into a rage, shouting: “What did you say?” As if he couldn’t believe his own ears, his cry was deafening, like countless thunderclaps exploding at once, shattering every Liuli tile on the rooftops far away into fragments.

The next day, Song Ying’er could no longer attend the Haitian Gathering—she had to go to the company to handle contract termination procedures.

“There should be a hidden compartment—I just noticed the inner and outer dimensions seemed off.” Xiao Yao explained his reason for discovering the hidden compartment, hoping to avoid suspicion.

“Sorry, I apologize, but I must say I didn’t mean to.” This Kaspar was a heavily built man, yet for some reason, he seemed afraid upon seeing Xiao Yao.

Why doesn’t Old Luo just die? Whether I’m well-behaved or obedient, whether I marry Gu Chaoxi—what does he care? On what grounds does he say I’ll regret it? On what grounds does he claim this is my only way out?

“More patient than the master was in his prime—his cultivation and composure are indeed no worse than you old immortals. Not a good thing, yet also a good thing.” Lin Shu paused, then spoke slowly, and at the thought of that man, his lips would unconsciously curl upward.

“Though I protected my parents and younger sister and barely escaped alive, we were pursued all the way, and I still bear unhealed wounds.” He rolled up his sleeve, revealing the knife scars on his arm.

“So it really is a product of hundreds or thousands of animal hybrids! Do you know what other traits it has?” Ouyang Pengcheng asked after letting out a gasp, hoping to better understand his enemy and devise a way to defeat it.