Volume One, Chapter 25: Super Beast

So that was it.
I never expected Minami Yuko to possess divinity; clearly, she is far more than a simple lunar inhabitant.
She might be something akin to a Moon Goddess from the lunar realm.
While on Earth, Lin Yu had once observed Minami Yuko’s attributes.

"No, I cannot let Mother get hurt, no matter what!" Tang Yunqing cried out, just as she was about to pull her mother behind her, she saw the snow mastiff cease its snapping. It lowered its head to sniff her mother, then gently gripped her clothing in its teeth, tugging her backward.

Recalling the terrifying state Shangguan Xiu was in after being ambushed by his bodyguards this morning, and then remembering his grim, cold gaze just moments ago, Louis suddenly rolled his eyes back and collapsed to the ground, fainting from sheer terror.

Chen Yue also realized that Chen Yao was truly furious. Terrified, she slumped to the ground, trembling with dread, unable to utter a single word.

Hearing his mother’s voice and tone sounding normal, and seeing no telltale signs in her expression, Feng Mijin finally set his mind at ease.

Not a single soul from the Ning Immortal Clan remained capable of fighting, and the Clan Patriarch himself had become a captive of Huang Wuye. Even now, he could not understand why the Demon Lord would want to target their Ning Immortal Clan.

"Rumble!" A heaven-shaking, earth-shattering sound erupted, as if the very sky and earth were splitting apart.

Moreover, at that time, he was devoid of emotion and desire; he held no extra feelings for himself and would never have taken the initiative to act.

"No need!" Qin Anlan propped himself up, still quite weak, and leaned on Ye Liangqiu for support.

Qin Anlan’s attention, however, had shifted; he was dying to ask her whether she was truly drunk or only pretending.

Whether she was well or unwell, he would continue to love her; whether she was present or absent, she was the only one he could ever love.

Liu Shaoyang remained vigilant, noticing that the men in soap-colored robes who had been knocked out by Wei Xu’s sleeping smoke the previous night were among them. He surmised that the Flying Eagle Gang, unwilling to accept losing Mo Xueyin’s trail, had dispatched their men to scour the area repeatedly in hopes of uncovering further clues.

Among the assassins sent by the Yinshan Sect tonight, the Venerable Tiger Protector held the highest rank. Although the others were resentful upon hearing his command, since the Venerable had already declared, "Cease the fighting here," none dared to defy him.

In her heart, she began to admit that He Wuhen’s talent for martial arts and his mastery of formations were the most formidable she had seen in any young man in the last few hundred years.

The reason was simple: if those ahead were friendly forces, they would have sent word in advance. Therefore, they could only be the enemy, and their intention was clearly to seize the ferry crossing and cross the Ru River to the east.

Chen Xing’s brow was also furrowed; these fellows were truly troublesome. Thinking this, he released another Scorching Eagle to scout the area ahead.

Fortunately, his mother was seriously ill, and he could return to care for her at her bedside; his eldest sister had also, in a way, forgiven him. Perhaps that was enough.

Feng Yuye was spending the New Year at the Prince of Zhennan’s estate this year, so he had made all the necessary arrangements at the Prince of Xiang’s estate before departing that morning.

"I have brought an erhu, after all." Zhou Yu turned back and beckoned, and Lu Meng presented the instrument.

The head referee observed the situation on the field and was quite reasonable. He did not add any stoppage time.

Beixi would not be foolish enough to commit all her combat strength to the struggle against Runger and the city-slaughtering forces. Furthermore, given the danger posed by the Abyss Gate, Beixi did not believe that the demonized players would fail to take advantage of the situation to attack, thereby greatly accelerating the progress of the Dark Ages.

During the funeral, a gust of cold wind extinguished the star-lamp. Young Master Bao was dead, and Song Zu’er had lost her only support. She was reduced to a fool.

The group followed Gu Zhehan into Changzhou City. Having never left the capital, let alone visited this place, they were all quite curious about Changzhou. They lingered to glance at the street vendors’ stalls, and hearing the locals speak in a dialect so different from that of the capital—one they couldn’t understand at all—only piqued their curiosity further.