Chapter 221: Using Corpses as Sacrifices

Is this guy really okay?

His body seems to be masked by some artifact that blocks his 'human scent,' but I didn't sense any 'ghostly odor' from him either—he should be fine for now.

What if something goes wrong again? Who's going to wear that mask?

…

Wu Wang led the way ahead.

Those behind him were whispering among themselves.

Their voices weren't quiet—they didn't even try to avoid Wu Wang, almost as if they wanted him to hear.

Only when they learned from the conversation that this restaurant was owned by Su Xingyue and that Lin Qi had already deposited some money there did the two old brothers finally exhale in relief.

The Mo Family steward's situation wasn't much better—he'd only recently lost his Qi supply. Though his cultivation hadn't reached the stage of transcending the mortal realm, it was one level below Great Ascension, so he might still live another two hundred years.

Only then did the group realize the sandstorm had been halted at the dense forest of the Zhaozhou Delta.

BEAR, still lying on the ground, shouted urgently—but it was already too late.

Ren Sinian didn't turn back; she didn't know what expression to wear when facing the child's yearning eyes.

She seemed to recall again the bustling scenes of the ancient golden age of cultivation, when major sects gathered for grand Dao-discussion assemblies.

The receptionist instinctively rubbed her eyes as Gen'an appeared to flicker with a brief afterimage—but when she looked again, the phenomenon was gone.

Throughout the entire night, Fang Jie didn't sleep; he ran Luo Yao's words through his mind over and over, trying to find flaws. After thinking all night, he finally found a sliver of insight. Most of Luo Yao's statements sounded perfectly reasonable; finding any real inconsistency was extremely difficult.

Driven by the mindset that comparing multiple options was better than missing out, Captain Lin once again sent his intention to the system.

Tian Guangming obediently agreed and immediately wanted to leave; Li Xiandao's current state was off, he didn't know the details, and staying here would only bring misfortune.

This scene couldn't possibly escape Yun Shang's notice. She silently thought: So the one Chu Mengxi truly loves is Rong Ge? I wonder how my fifth imperial brother will feel when he finds out?

Mu Shuangshuang rummaged through Mu Xiangxiang's wardrobe and found her a thick dress. She knelt down and, before changing Mu Xiangxiang's clothes, hesitated and gently touched the girl's nose with her fingers to check.

Ning Xi arrived at the company and met Ning Bei; both saw the other's grim expression and immediately knew this matter was far more complicated than they'd thought—how could all these events be such a coincidence?

"This matter has already reached Ning Xi—you don't need to worry about it now." Wu Mei stayed in the hospital room a while longer, speaking very little.

"Hmph! None of your business!" Lady Xin snapped, glancing at Xia Yunxuan—but since her status was low and she rarely attended banquets, and since Xia Yunxuan spent most of his time away, she scoured her memory and couldn't recall who he was at all.

"Qinghua, let me examine your pulse." Xuan Qianji sat down, his gaze fixed on the silver fox—deep and intense.

The girl's laugh was bright and lively; she hurried to a rosewood table and poured herself a cup of tea.

"I just want to hear it—no reason. Will you tell me or not?" Mo Wusheng frowned, his tone clearly impatient.

The ninth day of the fourth month was the birthday of Fang Yueyu Qing, the Heavenly Ghost Sect's leader. Bai Li Jueshi accompanied his father to the banquet, though his main goal was to break off the engagement.

On both sides of the street, shopkeepers, clerks, customers, and diners all wore tense expressions.

Once, Baiguo Yuan Village was lush with green trees and fragrant grasses; its villagers lived in prosperity, a true paradise—who could have imagined that this happiness was a false facade maintained by a heretical cult, with evil and corruption lurking in every corner of the village?