Chapter 116: Cai'er's Heart Untangled, Becoming the True Saintess of Reincarnation

Early in the morning, the leaders of ten newly formed demon-hunting squads issued new orders, instructing all the squads to pack their belongings and return to the Holy City. The three-month trial mission was cut short due to the withdrawal of the demon army. The ten squads had made a significant contribution to the Demon Exorcism Pass and received full recognition from both the military forces stationed there and the Assassin’s Sanctuary.

To avoid wasting the time of these young recruits, the military decided to end the trial ahead of schedule.

Of course, the conclusion of the trial also meant…

In the current circumstances, even someone as inexperienced as her should understand. After a brief struggle flickered in her eyes, she privately conceded that, even if they could not remain together forever, she was willing to cherish this moment.

After all, the former chairman of the Ming Palace Catering Group had abandoned the very conglomerate he had built with his own hands—was that not telling enough?

Ding Chuan exchanged a pair of palm strikes with two opponents in quick succession. Harnessing the terrifying backlash, he was blasted backward for dozens of yards before activating his Phantom Demon Step, transforming into a streak of light as he dashed down the mountain.

Fusang Taibao, positioned between them, wielded the seized Red Electric Longblade, slashing furiously at Ding Chuan. His movements were ghost-like and erratic, vanishing and reappearing in an instant. Several illusions manifested before Ding Chuan, and the sharp Red Electric Longblade carved a cunning arc aimed at his neck. The blade sliced through the air with a whistle, leaving a trail of howling wind.

The mere thought of this possibility made Shen Qinghong feel unbearably distraught, and suddenly, he erupted.

“Was it you… who saved me?” His voice was hoarse and dreadful, parched from long dehydration, his throat like cracked earth. Straining, he managed only dry, rasping notes.

That person was, after all, a seventh-rank Spirit King, a natural leader with no shortage of formidable methods.

Because Yan Hua’s injury was sustained while rescuing someone, nobody dared to refuse leaving. After all, there were no medical facilities here. If infection set in, no one could bear the responsibility.

While observing the scene, Ji Feng also kept an eye on Qiu Ping. He noticed that Qiu Ping had not exchanged a single word with her colleagues throughout, silently surveying the scene by herself. Yet, it was not hard to discern from her beautiful eyes that she had uncovered something.

Afterward, she even directed the nearby palace attendants to hastily serve tea to the adults who were breathless from their heated arguments, adopting an amused expression as if to say, “You go on; I’m here to watch.” This silenced the dignitaries, who stood dumbfounded, staring intently at the newly enthroned emperor.

This side of Han Siyou made her even more enigmatic; his sudden change in demeanor left her unable to adjust.

Before she could ask, Yu Die interrupted him, “Were you after this from the start? I told you, no one is truly fearless. Come on.” Saying this, Yu Die grabbed Li Zixiao’s hand and pulled him toward the cliff.

However, Ye Ning would never resolutely refuse to speak with Sun Jinnian unless she was plotting something—especially something concerning herself.

After ascending the stairs, Cen Yishen wrestled with his thoughts in the hallway. Sighing, he turned right. Cen Kexin’s quarters were on that side. When he pushed open the door, the room was pitch dark. After switching on the light, he saw Cen Kexin lying on the bed, seemingly asleep.

That chilling divine awareness remained fixed unyieldingly on him. It felt as if no matter how far he fled—to the ends of the earth—he could not escape it. Could this powerful presence belong to Hua Meng? It was even stronger than Hua Lingxue’s.

Chen Nuo smiled lightly and calmly, as if the recent events had nothing to do with him. Yet, the plan was clearly one he had begged Li Junxiu to agree upon.

“What’s going on? Why does that flute melody sound so familiar?” Ye Shaoxuan mused, savoring the tune just now, sensing an uncanny recognition.

No chance to even call for help? She couldn’t help but think of Han Siyou. Would he worry about her safety after realizing she was missing? Would he come to rescue her?

Those dressed in fine clothes, clutching designer bags, strutting in sky-high heels with an air of arrogance—though relatively wealthy and concerned with appearances—would not dare speak up even if robbed. Without their warnings, their standing on this street would remain unshaken, forever ensuring profit.

After speaking, Li Zixiao composed himself and pushed open Wang Cuixia’s hospital room door. Yet, before he could speak, the scene inside left him stunned.

Su Xin was like this: the more the prey struggled, the more exhilarated he became. Indeed, to the current Su Xin, Liu Aoxue was his quarry.

Of course, to Liu Yifei, his smile was nothing but a lecherous grin. She could only glare at Wang the scoundrel, cursing him silently.

Yi Zi’s body was already trembling slightly. Judging by her appearance, she seemed unable to continue controlling the golden flames attacking the Hall Master Chang.

Skill attribute: Celestial Thunder Tiger General — condenses the power of thunder tribulation onto tiger claws, dealing 350% lightning damage to a single target and paralyzing them for 2 seconds, ignoring 50% of their physical defense.

The scene was like the explosion of an atomic bomb—no, even more terrifying. The Sea Shield Behemoth, along with its deep-sea shield, was engulfed; the once-barren forest and the Stone Emperor’s peak too. The immense roar drowned out all sound as everyone fled, including those on the side of Xia Moqiu.

Occasionally, reckless ferocious beasts lunged at the two, but the moment they moved, they were either cleaved to pieces by a razor-sharp golden sword aura or incinerated into ashes by flames suddenly manifesting in the air.

Only then did they truly understand the distinctions among ancient powers of one-star, two-star, three-star, four-star, and five-star levels.

The current situation was the same: Lei Shan originally planned to grab the items and flee quickly, but he forgot he had stolen from someone. Would they let it go? Furthermore, Lei Shan never expected to be cornered with no escape, so he had no choice but to kill; otherwise, he would die.

But reality was not as kind as Lei Shan imagined. The Mysterious Water Turtle King was no fool. Upon realizing it could not dodge Lei Shan’s attack, it immediately retracted its massive body into its shell.

Lin Fan rubbed his nose; the murderous aura suddenly weakened considerably. Sa Ren breathed a sigh of relief, thinking he had escaped disaster.

“I didn’t expect even dogs know how to bark fiercely. Looks like Yuan Meng really isn’t a good man,” Jiang Kairan said softly.

The principal, in his fifties and rather rigid, believed everything should be done properly. Seeing the school in such chaos, it was hard for him not to feel angry.