Chapter Thirty-six: Bai Lingxuan’s Resurrection and the Reunion of Mother and Daughter

Lin Anan was a seventh-tier mage, adept in wind magic.

Bai Yue and Bai Nianxuan hurriedly stepped aside, making space for Lin Anan.

With the aid of magic, the earth beside Bai Lingxuan’s grave was quickly overturned, revealing the transparent crystal coffin beneath.

Bai Lingxuan’s corpse lay quietly within the crystal coffin, her appearance barely changed after more than twenty years. This was because Bai Heng and Lin Anan had used magic to preserve her before burial.

However, before she vanished, she had joined the ranks of the Fertile Empire, so it seemed necessary to explain, half-truthful or not, at least to clarify her stance.

Lin Xi’s face suddenly flushed bright red, like a ripe apple, so adorable that one could hardly resist the urge to take a bite.

I swallowed hard, took a deep breath to suppress the anger burning in my chest. “No, something’s moving.” Just as Dominant Spear was about to strike, a faint gust of wind sliced through the air.

The Lord of Flames condensed a vague human figure, extended a finger, and tapped the thick glass cover, producing a crisp, clear sound.

“This coat is nice. We should make a batch when we get back,” praised one of the Restoration Society cadres, hands tucked inside his sleeves.

When Liu Yihua lowered his head, Wang Yuling’s face blossomed with a radiant smile. She closed her eyes and raised her face, welcoming Liu Yihua’s kiss.

In other words, the Mercenary Guild wasn’t particularly strong, but it had the backing of the seven great powers. Usually, no one dared to provoke the Mercenary Guild lightly.

“Hmph, all this fuss for a Cecilia,” grumbled the second sage, dissatisfied.

Moreover, since the luck in these games is tied to system compatibility, Chen Tian was confident he could use this thousand-gold-chip to win plenty of money.

“That’s to support your new army, not us common folk,” Zhou Xingrui replied. Still, upon hearing that he might be able to leverage the power of high officials, he wasn’t entirely unmoved.

In the chaos, Zhou Chen immobilized all the undercover agents trying to escape. Harnessing his formidable qi, he forced the thick smoke out of the grand hall in an instant. By the time everyone came to their senses, Zhou Chen had already captured all those who had attempted to flee.

Hong Chang and Cui Tong, recommended by Takeda Kenryo, left the military police. Not only did Hong Chang use his intelligence to avert danger, he earned Takeda Kenryo’s trust and favor, making great contributions to the liberation of Qutou County later on.

“Come on, come on, forget about warming the bed for now—at least give us a kiss for good measure!” Chen Kou urged, but Wei Bubing wouldn’t let him off so easily.

The only flaw was that this was merely a silver-grade mount; since a flying mount had dropped, there was hope for the most coveted gold-grade mount to drop as well.

The clash of two forces erupted in streams of formidable energy. The light screens on both sides of the arena were instantly torn apart; the cold, razor-sharp energy pierced through, almost punching through the second light screen as well.

Yun Xiangtian didn’t know why Xueping had suddenly appeared, but he understood he had to play along with her act. Leaping up, he drew his dagger and rushed to Sun Tong’s bedside, pressing the gleaming blade against Sun Tong’s throat. As Yun Xiangtian moved, the members of the Fierce Ghost Iron Teeth squad followed suit.

With the encirclement so tight, the space was filled with black-clad men, restricting many martial arts moves due to the cramped conditions.

The earlier pain was not caused by external energy, but rather because the surging energy had filled Zhou Chen’s Crimson Blood Golden Pill to the brim.

“I really do think that way…” Dong Peng’s face reddened, “I’m truly not lying to you now. I’ve said it already—I know you don’t like me, and I know Ye Xin no longer intends to be with me. Why would I bother to boast anymore?”