Chapter 838

“Don’t scream like a ghost—focus on activating your origin, let me feel it carefully...”

Xiao Yu sensed the frail soul-body of Madame Danhua again and asked in confusion, “Why don’t I sense even a trace of special immortal energy on you?”

Whether you were alive or just now when your soul-body was burned by ‘Three Pure Fires,’ turning to black smoke and dissipating primal energy, not a single trace of ‘Mother Qi’ leaked out.”

“I’m human now, not a mass of Danhua energy—how am I supposed to let you sense it?”

She had no choice; since Xu Nan was drunk, she had to take him home—but whether to return him to her and Mu Yuchen’s house, Chen Lin made it clear: impossible.

“Alright, alright, whatever you say.” Xu Nan continued soothing him, and Mu Yuchen finally stopped sulking.

Bai Di City is bordered by water on three sides and mountain on one, and the Luo family resides atop a sheer cliff ledge, built vertically along the precipice, erecting an aerial city within the city itself—magnificent beyond compare.

Mo Xuan Yin wore a smile from start to finish, rewarded the eunuch with a large silver ingot, and only then did the eunuch depart contentedly to report back to the palace.

“I’ve got something urgent—I’m taking a day off, Director Tang.” An Xi didn’t waste words; her tone was serious and to the point.

At this moment, Song Qingyi was chatting with Meng Yu, the two nestled close together, a sight that drew envy.

Yet Zhou Shen still kept his lips pressed shut, no longer even pretending to be gentle.

Because he gained freedom of movement within the Lingshang Palace, stealing the item went smoothly; after securing it, he returned the Bridge of Forgetting to Yang Fengyan’s hands. As promised, Yang Fengyan revealed the method of breaking the seal to Zhi Ran.

Liu Tianxu felt puzzled—was this trial really this simple? Wouldn’t they deliberately pick a fight afterward?

As expected, A Wan exchanged this vial of medicine for half-lan’s help: she poisoned Su You for him, and he gave her the medicine to save her sister.

Fortunately, Song Yuan, who had been teaming up with her all day, was inside the haunted house—if there was trouble, he wouldn’t stand idly by.

Just as he cursed his bad luck and prepared to go home, drink some cold water, and sleep through the night before deciding what to do next, he accidentally kicked a stone from a roadside bush.

“Hua Rong, I’m sorry—I failed to protect you.” Ni Chang struggled to stand, supported by Hua Rong.

“Still saying you don’t think I’m old?” A Wan’s voice drifted from behind; I pretended not to hear and hurried forward a few steps. He followed closely, holding up the fish in his hand, unsure what to do with it.

The young man’s gaze was sharp as lightning, his face as radiant as jade, lips tightly pressed, posture straight as a pine, radiating an aura of quiet authority—unfazed by the current corrupt state, clearly a battle-hardened elite.

Thirty million a year is roughly equivalent to the salary of top-tier streamers on platforms like Douyin, KuaiShou, and BaiMao—definitely top-tier pay.

On the way back, Wu Jiangtao continued driving, while Chen Jun and Wu Ma sat quietly, the cabin filled with a heavy silence.

Meanwhile, warriors who had been defeated or had accumulated three victories were ineligible to be challenged again.

“I know what you’re thinking—but even if she’s not guilty, what can you do? Her mother’s distant relatives rejected her as unlucky and refused to take her in; her mother had no choice but to send her here.”

Just as he was about to throw Kong Men away, his wrist was seized by Kong Men, who barked: “Throw!” A Shui’s body suddenly flew into the air and was slammed to the ground, leaving him dazed, his mouth and nose full of dust.

With winter solstice approaching, heavy snow had already fallen in many northern regions, and even the peaks of southern mountains were painted white, as if the tender buds of bamboo shoots.

After exchanging two essential items, Zheng Zhong was in high spirits; the remaining Bixi Sword was sold smoothly for a thousand spirit stones, an act that earned him two exasperated eye rolls from the shape-shifting demonic cultivator.

Now hearing the lab was his actual base, Cen Yu’s expression turned peculiar—he couldn’t shake the feeling that this whole affair was Chi Jiajin’s self-directed performance.

“I’m her father.” The middle-aged policeman’s words struck Zhang Shaofei like a hammer—he cursed inwardly: What the hell? Mu Qingxue’s father? How did this happen? Did I forget to check the almanac this morning? What if Mu Qingxue’s father opposes us? What if he breaks us up?

The person who created this thing was truly a genius among geniuses—digitizing the laws of the universe, reminiscent of ancient talismans and arrays, both of which condensed cosmic laws into symbols or clusters of symbols.

Shi Yuan breathed a slight sigh of relief, thinking the situation couldn’t possibly get worse—after all, all sides still had to preserve some face.

Fang Yuechuan had to catch a flight and woke early to pack; Shi Yuan, hearing the noise, also woke up.

He spoke as he moved, his hands never still—in an instant, he unleashed seven strikes, dismantling A Shui’s sword techniques, then thrust his right palm forward, instantly trapping A Shui’s upper body beneath his palm force.

Within mere breaths, the two guards convulsed and collapsed, dead on the spot.

Chen Guangyao watched Xie Yucheng’s figure disappear into the distance, sucked on his cigarette, exhaled smoke through his nose, his expression flickering between dark and light.

Though the attack wasn’t delivered at full strength, it was still beyond the endurance of most Qi Mobilization Stage beginners—even if blocked, it would cause some injury.

One of the young bodyguards beside him possessed peak Primordial Stage strength; from this alone, the arrogant youth was clearly no ordinary man.

Are the lives of Sanqing Sect disciples lives? Are the lives of Jiuding Sect disciples lives? Then what of Su Feng’s parents and sister?

After leaving Kas Mountain, their movements grew even more discreet, and whispers about them increased; Bai Yu stayed hidden on Tan Zhenyang’s person, refusing to venture out.