Chapter 160

After the seventh day of mourning for the village head passed, the body was taken to the funeral home for cremation, then buried.

Chen Yan stayed in the village for seven days, never stepping outside.

During the day for the funeral rites, at night while keeping vigil, Zhao family’s children and grandchildren wore mourning garb, sat beside the altar, burned paper money, bowed their heads, and returned bows.

Chen Yan had a white cloth tied around his waist.

“Master, why did he bite Big Face Fish? You scared it.” Ruirui stroked Big Face Fish, who wasn’t actually brave, as if smoothing fur.

“...Yi Yi, why are you staring at it?” Could it be that his master and disciple had truly started dating—and their relationship had advanced rapidly?

“Improved quality? You mean your pet’s quality can improve?” Ye Fei stared at Pi Mosi; he knew equipment could be upgraded, but never imagined a pet’s quality could grow.

Chen Gong had already calculated that these three thousand soldiers, though a formidable force, were not truly threatening; once their general perished, they would become headless flies, and with his own prestige, absorbing them would be easy—the only difficulty was Cao Xiu, one of the Eight Valiant Generals.

“Then she vanished without a trace; only after the Lin family returned to Shengjing a few years ago did I learn my aunt had remained all along in the Lin residence…” Yang Guangbei thought silently: Fate, is it truly predestined?

...He could not tolerate others feasting beside him while he had nothing to eat.

The eastern annex of Changle Palace had become Lingxi’s second residence. These days, after tending to Empress Dowager Xiaohe, Lingxi rested here and handled affairs of the Six Palaces.

“No objections.” Kuangmo Xuezhan offered no argument, though he had indeed hesitated slightly when pulling out the blood vial; he attributed it to lack of mental focus, since no one in the game Creation Chronicles had ever reported any lag.

Because Xiao Qinghan slipped in secretly, no one announced him, so he saw Li Zhan sitting on the soft couch, holding Tang Ning.

Yet whenever someone passed in front of Jiang Yunze, they would sneer and avoid him, walking to the other side.

She clearly saw Baozhu’s reluctance to meet and the sharpness in her words, yet still smiled gently; Baozhu, seeing she didn’t fly into a rage, grew even more puzzled.

I smiled tightly—it was time they tasted regret. When we sent Grandpa on his way, we promised he’d depart in peace; we must teach these children left behind a lesson.

“Wait? Didn’t our portraits already reach the palace?” Jin Hongyi’s voice was shrill.

Sun Yao hurried out to get me something to eat; only after I felt better did the three Sun brothers sit beside me and begin asking questions.

Lin Zitao organized everyone to return to the classroom to put away water cups and seat cushions; at noon, before the group departure, he counted heads—all classmates were present, including Qu Boyang, except Ning Zhi Xu.

A hand swept through the air; green lights descended from above, sealing off the space containing the two and Yi Miao.

Fu Li’s lips curled upward; he jumped up and ran out, wincing as his wound pulled, then clutched his buttocks and hobbled away.

Among the major forces of the Eastern Xuan Region, supreme experts—even invincible pinnacle beings—opened their eyes simultaneously, their gazes piercing endless void toward Ziwei Mountain.

I looked at the full table of dishes and suddenly felt depressed; I’d thought earning so much money made me rich.

Though both followed the 99-year system, Zhenduan Zhai’s own strength far surpassed Andy’s; now, the system’s explosive power crushed Andy, who had just begun cultivating the Golden Body, for Zhenduan Zhai’s realm and cultivation time were incomparable to Andy’s mere beginnings.