Chapter 114: Back to the Phone Booth Again

Having dealt with Lin Ran before, he knew the man would suddenly spring some little “surprise” on him.

So when Lin Ran finished speaking, Chen Jingrun’s expression didn’t change, as if nothing had happened—his mind simply focused entirely on memorizing everything Lin Ran had said.

He had to remember; everything the man said was crucial.

When Section Chief Zhang assigned Chen Jingrun his duties, he’d said: ignore everything else, but whatever Lin Ran tells you, memorize it tightly.

She should’ve realized sooner—their relationship was nothing but a contractual one, with no written contract; of course he could just say no at any time.

After thinking it over, he couldn’t explain it to Lord Jia, so Ding Ke simply chose the classic escape: run away. After all, as long as the money was spent on the lord, Lord Jia wouldn’t have anything to say. Yes, better leave quickly.

Suddenly, someone tapped his shoulder, and like winter snow touched by morning sun, the ice frozen on his body and lips vanished. Shen Xing Wuji gasped heavily—he knew he’d been caught in a powerful illusion, but what exactly was going on?

As he said, she truly ought to thank the instigator, for letting her relive such romance.

The already irritable spirit beast had to remain rigidly still, waiting in place for half an hour! For a spirit beast, this was an unprecedented event.

Qian Wan nodded, lifted the hem of her Daoist robe, sat properly before the sandalwood table, took out the folded red paper from the envelope, and slowly unfolded it—on it were written a pair of birth dates and hours.

The gambling house manager ignored Ye Shaoxuan and Gu Buke’s antics, silently calculating how much money he could earn once he brought Gu Buke on board—how high could the pile grow?

“...Yes and no.” Wang Lingyun didn’t know how to answer. If she said she was a goddess, she did possess the divine essence of the Rain God—even the local Earth God bowed and called her “Rain God.” But if she said she wasn’t, she truly wasn’t—she was merely a human who had lived barely over a decade.

Lu Ming reached out; the Soul Agreement floated into his hand. A black blade slashed across it, and a drop of blood from his finger fell onto the agreement, splitting it cleanly in two—each kept one half.

On the other side, across the vast grassland, Ying looked up at the blue sky, where white clouds drifted slowly, occasionally pierced by a few returning birds. A gentle breeze blew, carrying the scent of earth and cherry blossoms far away.

Lin Fei noticed the anomaly: the dragon on the altar emitted terrifying demonic energy, yet its body was cold and lifeless, utterly devoid of vitality—the corpse-like dragon body clashed violently with its immense demonic power.

“Ningning, why not sleep a little longer?” This was the earliest he’d risen since arriving at the Zhang residence—usually he slept until after ten in the morning, skipping breakfast entirely for lunch.

Lin Fei murmured to himself, sensing clearly that after assimilating the sword qi of the True Sword Divine Lord, his sword cultivation had improved markedly.

Lin Fei was wielding a great divine art, forcibly extracting energy and laws from the primordial Sea of Time-Space outside, transforming them into the energy and laws of this boundless Chaos Sea.

“Do you think anyone can just put a ring on me?” Wang Jiao’s eyes clearly hardened with coldness.

Threatening me with such despicable tactics? I won’t answer. He waved at Thor, clearly signaling: don’t bother yourself—lead the way! If it weren’t for you being the “God-Demon Guide,” and if the Ghost Castle Maze weren’t so vast, I’d have wandered off long ago.

At that moment, Ye Shao slammed the butt of his signal pistol hard against the one-eyed dragon’s neck, knocking him unconscious. Then, while the signal flare’s light still burned, he lunged forward toward the four sailors.

Amid a roaring cry within his heart, a dark shadow flashed in—Jiang Yao arrived in haste, swung his sword, and slashed the blade that had nearly pierced his flesh far away.