Chapter 18: Afai

Even Shi Sanfeng’s guards dared not meet this scene with open eyes. At this moment, they all fell silent, the mingled scent of blood and snow chilling the air so deeply that not even a sneeze escaped their lips. In truth, they dared not.

The Taoist priest in the temple was an elderly Taoist nun. Originally, the temple had many inhabitants, but after a tragic event years ago, many died or left, and since then no one dared enter.

Ouyang Shangjin was known in the industry for his sharp eye. Any drama series he favored would almost certainly become a hit or at least break even.

Though they were of royal blood and royal etiquette was known for its rigidity, their family was an exception.

She dreaded drawing another unfavorable card and having to explain it, but fortunately, this was only the three of clubs.

She firmly believed opportunity favored the prepared. She did not want to falter during an interview and leave a poor impression on her subject.

“Ji Wushuang!” Jin Kui’s purple thunder sword at her waist flickered as she hurried outside the carriage. The figure perched on the eaves across the street, face masked, was unmistakably Ji Wushuang.

After all preparations were complete, Leng Youyue was placed on the bed by Huangfu Rui. She lay down contentedly and closed her eyes.

Lin Zihan’s mansion was noticeably spacious, with a garden in front blooming with many flowers.

The leader was convinced that even if Duan Gujin hid within the black clouds, the thousands of arrows his men unleashed could turn him into a beehive.

Qin Tianjiao began to outline her grand vision, but what Qin Tian heard in between sounded peculiar.

No wonder Yuan Shou said that if he refused this task, there would be no way to find the underground chamber of Qingxin Temple.

Upon hearing his assurance, Lin Han left the construction site with Yue Ying and headed to an imported car dealership.

Wang Xiucai gently fanned himself with a white paper fan. “In this world, there are those who train in martial arts from childhood, refining their inner strength through cultivation, far surpassing ordinary people. At the pinnacle of this path lies bone tempering.”

This place bore no resemblance to a border town facing demons on the frontlines; instead, it resembled a peaceful water town in Jiangnan.

In fact, Zhou Ping’an’s recent responses and treatment seemed almost miraculous to them all.

Everyone begins as a stranger; without some exchange, how could life proceed?

Only then did Shen Yingzhi notice the military coat she wore. She screamed sharply and ran out.

Zhao Yu closed his eyes, summoning all his wisdom to carefully consider the next course of action.

Xu Shouguang gritted his teeth and hastily recited the Golden Light Mantra. In the dim light, a faint golden glow emanated from his body, and the stabbing pain in his arm eased somewhat, though he still lacked the strength to lift his blade.

Sweat had broken out on her forehead at some unknown moment. After locking the palace door and catching her breath, she suddenly remembered the windows could still be opened.

“That’s right! Now that we’ve taken the first step successfully, exploring the universe won’t be so troublesome!” Qi Chuan said as he looked at him.

After confirming the audio was flawless, Niu Geng edited a matching video. Though it took considerable effort, his skill ensured near-perfect synchronization.

At that moment, the jar wobbled and rolled a few times before suddenly changing direction and crashing against the stone door of the corridor with a clang, then came to a stop.

Shen Ming appeared amiable, a person unlikely to cause trouble. Yet every action he took was resolute beyond doubt. Once decided, unless he himself gave up, no one’s opinion mattered.

Seeing the conversation veer toward the West, Shen Yanling grew anxious, setting down her tea cup untouched, her bright eyes looking plaintively at the two engrossed in their talk.

The Lone Gate, assigned to the second sortie, was stationed aboard the Alpha, which had nearly become his personal fighter, tasked this time with the final line of defense.

No one was behind the artificial rock; Su Jin naturally wished to leave. “Your Highness, are you truly willing to take me away?”

“Damn, this old emperor sure knows how to enjoy himself, but compared to the ‘Infinite Palace’ in my heart, this falls far short,” Baili Dengfeng secretly chuckled.

Elder Qingsong glared venomously at Qin Ming from the side, as if to etch his face deeply into memory.

Even if the outcome was certain, he had to try, fearing he might never have such a chance again.

Though willing, he was powerless, forced to watch helplessly as events unfolded.

“Long Yuling, let’s settle our matters later; for now, we must resolve this!” Zihan said earnestly, giving Hong Ruo a meaningful glance before hurrying back to dress.

When Shen Tianqing finally came to his senses from ecstatic joy, only the early spring breeze lingered around him, faintly warm yet desolately cold.

Xuyuan never intended to deceive Lan Yingchen; she simply could not tell him that her companion on this journey was Li Junxiu.

“Three fellow Taoists gracing Shuiyun Reed Cottage, this humble Taoist has not prepared a proper welcome—please forgive me,” Taoist Shuiyun smiled merrily, pleased by their arrival.

Mota knew well how valuable Bai Qi was now. Seeing him happily give Jones some gold coins, he smiled and nodded to Jones.

“Maybe there is a way, but I don’t know. Perhaps only those who reach the legendary divine level can heal Susan,” Steve sighed.