Volume 1, Chapter 36: Kidnapped

For a while, the only sounds were the rhythmic clatter of hooves mingling with the creaking of the carriage.

Shi Zhao sat on the cushion, quietly removing the hairpin from her head and gripping it tightly in his hand.

Yun Qixi was stunned for a long time before she recovered. How could she have forgotten that Shan Liancheng’s disability was only an act?

She thought, You are the dignified commander, after all. If you want to know something, why not just ask outright? Do you really have to toy with people like this?

He was putting on an act for Ye Yuqing’s benefit. After all, Ye Yuqing was gentle and considerate, and treated her with far more tenderness than Yin Gezhi ever had.

Naturally, as the management circle expanded, the foundation’s donations increased rapidly as well. Within a week, the Laura and Gloria Foundation had raised more than fifteen million dollars—enough for it to begin normal operations.

As usual, there followed a round of congratulations. Yan Shun poured Li Mu a cup of black tea and Sylvester a glass of Cuban rum, and the conversation between Li Mu and Sylvester began with rum.

From beginning to end, this had been an internal matter of the Spirit Exorcist Society. As an outsider, he had no reason to get involved.

The moment he was touched by a genuine ghost, the side effects of the Ghost Scissors would erupt in full force. When that happened, Fang Shiming would be the one to bear an exceedingly terrifying curse.

Bai Yi was unexpectedly called upon to explain the situation, and could not help feeling surprised. For such a flashy assignment, shouldn’t Song Tianming have been fighting to take it? Why had they called on him instead?

The logistical transport operation commanded by Song Tianming was the best example. We had multiplied our firepower several times over, and our strike range had been transformed into an all-weather combat system. And what was the result? Those arrogant American warplanes were shot down by us like flies.

Yun Qixi nodded and found the most inconspicuous seat available. Even so, she could see the situation at the center with perfect clarity.

Her question was precisely the one that the Black Tortoise Yin Spirit wanted to ask. It remained silent, waiting for the disheveled old man to explain the secret behind it.

Gu Ya walked ahead, leading Cao Peng around to the rear of the commercial building. They then took the elevator up to the eighth floor.

Zhang Kuang immediately named his price. The surroundings fell utterly silent. Qin Yang’s expression turned extremely grim. He had only a little over three hundred million in hand, and if he wanted to win the Starfall Blade at auction, he would have to pay dearly.

Two low-grade cultivators of the Boundary-Entering Realm and one cultivator at the peak of the Internal Breath Realm were unexpectedly unable to do anything to the strange beast Jian Shark. Their already soaring battle intent grew even more fervent.

That indescribable composure and the unrestrained majesty he could not conceal spread forth imperceptibly. As a gentle breeze arose, it seemed that even the moonlight between heaven and earth quietly gathered around him.

Upon hearing this, Lu Chen gave the other person a serious look, then slowly shook his head. “It’s all in the past.” With that, he headed beyond the town.

By then, all the cultivators from the eight sects had gathered at the entrance to the forbidden grounds. For the past five days, disciples had been continuously transported out, one after another. Those who had returned with great gains wore radiant smiles; those who had come back empty-handed hung their heads in dejection. Quite a few had suffered grievous injuries or even perished, leaving the eight leaders with vastly different expressions.

It turned out that although Wang Wu’s face was twisted with unbearable pain, he continued to grit his teeth and struggle, repeatedly looking toward Chunhua.

After obtaining that piece of black iron, he had extracted a kind of violent energy from it. The moment it entered his body, he had realized that its ferocious and destructive nature was unsuited to remain within a human body.

Caesar had explicitly forbidden anyone from telling Zixin that he was ill. Which audacious person had dared to reveal the news to her?

And after the catastrophe that would one day descend, who knew how many heroes would shed blood and sacrifice their lives, or how many great men would rise with the tide?