Chapter 130: Xiao Ling Acknowledges Her Father’s Faults (Part I)

Chapter 130: Xiao Ling Makes Amends for Her Father (Part I)

Tang Ling had discovered Xiao Lian’s identity as Chen Bonian’s daughter by accident some time ago. Since Chen Bonian had not brought it up himself, she had chosen not to ask. Watching Xiao Lian kneeling on the ground, Tang Ling felt a pang of pity.

"You brat, you scared me!" With that, a slap landed across the face of the ten-year-old child in a fit of dissatisfaction.

Afterward, Zhao Ling, accompanied by Huangfu Shaohua, inspected several more types of gu insects, with Chen Yu remaining by his side every step of the way.

As Qiu Sha entered the shop, Yu Tianzheng followed the gazes of the other wolves inside to glance at her, then immediately looked away, continuing to drink his tea and eat his meal as if nothing had happened.

As soon as Liu Xian'er finished speaking, she made a face at Ye Wuhui and turned to head back toward the capital.

Seeing Liu Rumei so persistent, the man reached out, wanting to stroke her hair with affection, but unexpectedly...

"Do not forget, the goal of the Demon Realm is you humans, not the gods. We have come to help, yet you expect us to take orders from you?" Torres remained smiling, his composure seemingly unshakable; he did not show signs of anger like the others.

Upon reaching the city gate, they found only seven guards, matching the exact number of Ci Yue’s group. Just as the others were about to ask how she knew the number of guards, Ci Yue uttered words that left them stunned: "Kill them or maim them?" Her tone was indifferent, as if speaking of murder were as simple as eating a meal.

Huangfu Junhua’s eyes glinted with a faint chill. However, since the man before him held the greatest power in the State of Yan, and the war between Great Xiang and the State of Wei relied on Yan’s support, Huangfu Junhua swallowed his anger, watching helplessly as Chu Moyan took Murong Xun away.

The old man was not only using his Spirit Infant to channel power but was also forming hand seals to press down upon Quan Ba. Wuming had never expected the old man to be a cultivator of both the physical body and the primordial spirit. It was impossible—how could he have reached such a realm? From the moment he struck, Wuming sensed that both his physical body and his nascent soul were incredibly powerful.

The masked man’s build was completely unfamiliar to Ning Wuque; he felt he had never seen this person before. Yet, why would this stranger be so good to him?

"Borrowed? Who is close enough to you to lend you a magic cannon worth a million gold coins? Monkey, smash it for me!" I laughed out loud.

Her neck was marked with the light red and deep purple bruises he had left the night before. His gaze fell upon that deep purple patch, unable to move away for a long time.

If one were to speak of the thousands of floating peaks again, no one would believe it. The appearance of that mountain made the thousands of peaks seem like a mere fraction of it. Whether it was an illusion or a real existence, no one could trust their own eyes anymore.

As his shattered bones knit back together, Lin Yi slowly stood up, feeling the changes in his body. The first stage of the Nine Profound Art, the shattering of bones, was finally complete.

Having finally caught up to the man, she grabbed his arm. The man tried to resist, but Yun Qing’s eyes turned cold, and she gave it a fierce twist. With a sharp "crack," the man let out a shrill scream.

I lost consciousness as I tumbled down the steep slope, my instincts telling me to hold tightly onto Father Ma. The river water was bone-chillingly cold, and after choking on a mouthful, my mind went blank. I felt nothing at all, forgetting even fear, replaced only by the vast, blinding expanse of water.

"Does Bao'er know that when your grandfather saves your grandmother, he might face mortal danger? In other words, your grandfather might leave us because of this." Du Chen paused slightly before continuing slowly.

Eunuch Wang recalled a vital clue: the three sisters, including Murong Fuqin, had disappeared along with Prince Duan. If they could be found, perhaps they would lead to clues regarding the whereabouts of Prince Duan.