Chapter 30: Bai Nianxuan’s Sacred Awakening

“No matter how much it hurts, you must hold on.”

With that, Ruoshui began softly chanting an incantation.

Brilliant, dazzling golden light burst from Ruoshui’s hands, instantly flooding the clearing with its radiance. Yet, the golden light did not spill outward; it was entirely contained by the golden hexagram array Ruoshui had set up earlier.

As the holy awakening commenced, Bai Nianxuan’s petite figure was already lost within the golden glow.

Bai Nian...

While the three were forced to flee deeper into the forest, seeking refuge, in the heart of Jingdong City, the leaders of several major Japanese guilds were gathered around a massive digital map, discussing the hunt.

Yet this labyrinth was unexpectedly vast, and the surrounding temperature interfered, making it impossible for Su Zheng’s spiritual sense to spread as freely and widely as usual.

Before Zhu Shi’s Nianlai Guodao could finish speaking, Qin Feng, noticing that his drool was dripping all over the Demon’s Wing, lost his patience. With a swift kick to Zhu Shi’s Nianlai Guodao’s face, he raised his right middle finger and snapped, “Damn it!”

As soon as the car turned into the hospital gate, a hearse approached head-on, a striking portrait of the deceased prominently displayed at its front.

Last year, there were twenty thousand hectares of cornfields in Liaonan County; this year, an additional thirty thousand have been reclaimed, bringing the total to fifty thousand. Near Puyang in the Eastern County, twenty thousand hectares of new cornfields have been opened; in Juye County, thirty thousand; while in Taishan County, due to limited land, only five thousand hectares were cultivated.

“My efforts for Xu Lei are not just because I like him.” Before entering the elevator, Yaya halted abruptly and blurted out this enigmatic sentence.

The parking lot had just two entrances, one for entry and one for exit. Though this parking lot was built for Dark Night Paradise, the key issue was its location in the Shunyi City villa district. The lot itself was small, and both entrances were now completely blocked.

Looking at his dazed, confused gaze, Li Xiang couldn’t help but laugh and cry. He hadn’t expected this guy to not even recognize him. Did that mean he could just leave now and return to Liushi?

“Chimney Head! I’ve brought reinforcements! Come out and greet your great lord Long Potian! Hm? Why is everyone still cooped up in the yard? Sunbathing?” Just as everyone was amused, Long Potian’s boisterous, unabashedly arrogant voice crashed in, accompanied by his hulking, gorilla-like figure.

After instructing Yang Neng, the two of them returned to the city together in a large sedan chair. Zhu Pingjin took the opportunity to ask his wife about the saltworks.

Lin Yuanai rummaged through the fridge for a long time before finally taking out a pile of fresh vegetables and a whole plucked chicken. Then, pulling out his phone, he searched online for a while. Soon, he was in the kitchen, washing the greens and chopping up the chicken.

He glanced over his Nightmare Space—farewell, my kingdom, farewell, my red palaces, farewell, my sunlit beaches, farewell, my splendid halls.

As he spoke, Fang Zheng gathered his energy into needles, beginning to help Coco clear the blockages in her body. At the same time, he used his inner energy to stimulate her meridians and blood vessels, activating her cells. By the time he had cured all of Coco’s hidden ailments, it was already midnight.

As people gradually dispersed, the banquet hall felt as empty as a deserted house after guests have left, with broken cups and plates littering the floor. It was easy to foresee that before long, Konoha would send people to investigate again, and other nations had already taken note of the upheaval. That was another kind of subtle commotion.

Meanwhile, deep within the Buddhist Kingdom, the two sages, Jieyin and Zhunti, were in meditation when they suddenly sensed the aura of the Twelve-Petaled Golden Lotus of Merit, prompting them to open their eyes.

“You’re only a teenager, yet you talk just like Master Xiang or Master Yuan. Have you been possessed by some ancient ghost?” Zhou Qingyun dismissed Zhu Da’s answer with a sneer, mocking him coldly.

Lin Shenshen’s eyes slowly swept around the room. Seeing the white walls and realizing she was wearing a hospital gown, she frowned delicately, sitting in a daze for a long while before, belatedly, the memories of what had happened before began to return.