Chapter 114: 111 Rebuking Indecency (6k)

“If Zhang Nu’s part has gone awry, won’t you need to adjust your plan…?” asked the voice from the shadows.

Conversely, if Shangguan Meng’s kidnapping plan failed, he would unhesitatingly sacrifice Shangguan Meng to take the blame.

Instructor Wu glanced at Instructor Fan and Instructor Liu, then noticed that all the other instructors—except those from classes one, two, and eight—looked puzzled, so he gave a detailed explanation.

After seeing off Jinghong, he sat motionless in the courtyard until dawn broke, then ordered his trusted attendant to summon Shangguan Jingyu to see him.

“I really don’t know how to tell you,” Tang Ruoruo sighed, then added, “Forget it. Let’s get back to the point—don’t you feel something’s off about this world?”

Xie Qin racked his brain but couldn’t figure it out; Chen Tongfang had always been mysteriously evasive, speaking little—nothing like his usual loquacious self—clearly indicating he had some scheme in mind.

The people of Qinghe County finally realized that this Shen girl was no longer the same Shen girl as before.

In simple terms, the user offers something as a sacrifice, and the Sacrifice Gate returns something in return, proportional to what was given.

Upon hearing this, Chen Guosheng fell silent, his face contorting with rage—but the twin blades had been securely kept by Bai Wei, and seeing no way forward, he dared not force a confrontation; in a fury, he turned and left without even a polite word.

Ye Zhongming held Fengzhiyue in his right hand and a gun in his left; any zombie daring to block his path was slaughtered without mercy. With one main profession, two secondary professions, multiple skills, and full gear, he had no equal among zombies below level three.

Su Die did not enter the room; she stepped down the stairs slowly, each step heavy, lifeless. She could not change them—she could only constantly remind herself: no matter where or when, never forget your original heart; safety is enough.

Gu Zheng could not yet judge whether Fang Yin’s words were trustworthy, but Fang Yin’s arrival would undoubtedly resolve Changqing Region’s immediate crisis.

With the two strongest opponents eliminated, even if other teams still coveted the prize, their strength was insufficient—and the array continued to rotate, posing no obstacle to Jiang Han. Following Wang Yuansheng’s route, Jiang Han successfully obtained all the Blood-Flame Elixirs.

Su Die rolled her eyes again. “Childhood nickname? Young Master?” His lazy, carefree demeanor bore no resemblance to a Young Master—what good could a doctor do as Young Master? Treat the clan’s illnesses? Su Die silently sneered at him, gazing at him with deep contempt.

The car gradually entered a familiar place; Nie Xiaoxiao stared at the Nie family villa ahead—familiar yet alien, and even more repulsive to her.

That day, Chu Feng traveled alone to Kongtong Cave, once the seat of the Kongtong Sect, now a ruin since the sect’s destruction.

Her graceful, beautiful body appeared before him in a hazy glow—a scene that had played out countless times before, making his blood surge repeatedly.

Chu Feng examined his body and silently shook his head; this vessel was too weak. Though he possessed the full might of the Asura’s divine arts and supreme body-refining methods, he could not unleash a single one now.

Everyone quickly retreated from the storm’s center; even martial experts felt a pang of dread and withdrew.

In the past, at this time, Mother Consort would be overwhelmed with preparations—so many things to arrange for a joyful New Year—but now all those duties fell to the steward. The mansion remained unchanged; only his heart had shifted.

In the afternoon, because of Jingyan’s situation, I chatted a bit more with Chenghong. Learned that Jingyan has been doing well lately—Yi Man finally felt at ease.

“Why don’t you want to die anymore?” Zhao Biyao called from behind him, while Xiong Zhenqing gripped the kite tightly with both hands, struggling to control its direction.

“We can’t run away. Even if we fled, where in this vast world would be a place for us mother and daughter to settle?” Yang Erniang wiped her tears and spoke softly.

“It doesn’t matter—as long as you see me, a few more drops of blood won’t hurt.” He forced blood to spurt from his arm; one drop landed on his lips.

“Johns arrives tomorrow—perfect timing to let him see how you look during an episode. No problem, right?” Leng Zibing asked. During the full moon, the CEO Yuan suffered extreme weakness—she wasn’t sure if the domineering CEO would allow others to witness such vulnerability.

Watching the rise and fall of worldly ties, don’t mock me for having no regrets—how many truly understand what love means when it lasts forever?

“I have my own judgment on this matter. You, Master Xu, needn’t concern yourself further.” Li Dingguo shook his head irritably.

Flames erupted outward from them in an instant, illuminating the surroundings and clarifying their vision.

Yi Man didn’t turn her head, but gripped Cheng Xian’s hand tightly—thinking, what’s this to him? Why must he pretend such deep affection?

Yang Ziwan drew her bow, eyes locked, heart focused, aiming precisely at the target—she released the arrow, striking the central red dot dead center.

At that moment, Lu Fan learned he was a descendant of the former dynasty’s general, burdened with the mission of restoring his family’s legacy.

Inside his tent in Shimen City, Lu Fan reviewed casualty reports from each camp and the supply logs handed in by logistics.

As he listened to their stories, Lu Fan remained silent—especially upon hearing Yu Yu’s background, he realized even great families carried their own sorrows and helplessness.

She had swallowed her humiliation silently; Li Mengjun was a virgin, and perhaps due to regular exercise, her physical recovery was excellent.

He Lan Yao glanced at the listless white tiger, then at Ning Ruxi beside her, who looked half-dead. She silently sneered at these two males—only three days of travel, and their stamina was this poor? Especially the white tiger—where was the aura of the king of beasts?

Shen Zipei’s lips curled slightly as he glanced at Su Ruhui; despite the compliment, Su Ruhui sat upright, eyes straight ahead, unswerving.

Young talents abounded; seeing their youthful faces, Lu Fan felt old. He spotted Zi Mu as the team leader from Yun City Academy, along with Senior Zhuge Mo and Senior Kailin.