Volume 1, Chapter 24: Paying with Her Life

"That's right, I spent the whole night with him in a hotel room, and I'm still exhausted now." Zhong Sixin, having been called a homewrecker over and over again, felt her own temper flare and couldn't help but shout back.

Tu Jianfeng had been staring boredly at the private elevator doors, waiting for Chen Yanxi to appear. Around 5:45 PM, Chen Yanxi’s silhouette emerged in the underground parking garage. Tu Jianfeng immediately opened the car door, walked toward her, and reached out with attentive eagerness to take her handbag.

"Thank you. Sorry for the scene; I just have no resistance to good food." Chen Yanxi took a napkin to wipe her mouth, then picked up the red wine on the table to help wash down her meal.

Zhang Yang sensed Chen Yanxi’s gaze shift toward the dining room. He quickly withdrew his eyes and lowered his head, pretending to chat idly with Old Master Chen, introducing the ingredients used in the dishes he had prepared that day and explaining their health benefits. Old Master Chen, unaware that Chen Yanxi had come downstairs, simply thought Zhang Yang was making conversation to pass the time.

Although Xu Jin had been dealt with, Xu Xiao still felt unsatisfied because Su Qinghan had managed to conceive a child before him.

A sudden wave of annoyance washed over her. She jumped out of Zhao Tiehu’s arms and looked at him, asking with a bewildered expression.

"You... who did you hear that from? These people, they have nothing better to do than wag their tongues about others," the Saintess said, clearly irritated.

Wu Yong suddenly had a new idea. He decided to arrest Wei Qiong right now; it was, in fact, an excellent opportunity. If he wanted to infiltrate the mysterious organization’s base, he might be able to leverage Wei Qiong’s identity. The opportunity was too good to miss.

Wu Yong was speechless. It seemed this person was always getting sidetracked. They were originally talking about a gambling wager, but by the very next sentence, he had veered off into some talk about the "martial arts world," leaving one feeling utterly confused.

"I don't care where you went, but Wan'er came looking for you and couldn't find you. Do you know how disappointed she was?" He Hui sighed.

He turned to push the door open. Lu Zixun was just about to shove the coral back under the bed when he suddenly heard a loud clatter.

However, since Lu Zixun had just assumed his new position, investigating the night raid he had suffered was his first order of business, and inspecting his room to examine the scene was inevitable.

Mu Qingze remained silent for a long time, his face etched with exhaustion. Mo Xiuchen simply did not understand the true nature of Mr. Arthur.

The guy throwing sucker punches from the sidelines was Yao Bing. This was exactly what made Yao Bing so cunning: he would take the lead to show off, launching the first strike, then immediately retreat behind others when no one was looking. Once his side had control of the situation, he would jump back in with kicks and punches to vent all the bitterness in his heart.

After all, they had been a married couple. This man, usually as cold and rigid as an iron plate, wouldn't show his weakness, but he couldn't even drive the car. It seemed he had truly fallen ill.

Upon hearing this, Xiang Ao was instantly stunned, looking utterly incredulous, and Qian Jie wore the exact same expression.

The sword energy and blade aura collided, sparking a crisp, resonant sound that echoed in all directions. Simultaneously, that cold moon rose with the sound, ascending more than ten feet higher, its radiance intensifying and its sharpness growing. Yu Anmin had merged with the Cold Moon Blade, becoming the bright moon herself, standing proudly in the void.

As Chen Changtian’s hands moved, Chen San began to retreat rapidly. While retreating, he curved his fingers and pushed outward with both palms. Red light erupted from his palms, revealing two fireballs that looked like molten volcanic lava.

If the campaign against Liao failed, Tong Guan’s faction and Cai Jing’s faction would both pin the responsibility on him. Once Zhao Ji’s grand dream of reclaiming the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun was shattered, what kind of good ending could he possibly expect?

He felt that if Han Xiqing were to reveal the news that had made those two factions so greedy, she at least needed to know what had happened in the interim.

"That Bliss Bow from earlier—it was clearly a fake!" someone finally deduced.

A black shadow departed swiftly, slipping into the military camp and vanishing within a few breaths. Judging by this, both of them were actually people from the camp. Could they be the so-called traitors?

Ye Feng’s voice no longer held its usual calm. Although he tried his best to control it, his tone remained somber.

Qin Qingxuan’s heavenly tribulation was already terrifyingly powerful; he didn't know how many times his own physical body had been shattered, let alone that of the Master of the Nether Palace.

Fatty Pang nodded; at this point, that was the only way to think about it. At this moment, I replayed in my mind everything that had happened since Fatty Pang and I entered this tomb chamber, because I felt that there was a power guiding us throughout the entire process, seemingly pressing us forward step by step.

When we went down to the underworld through the City God in Longjiang County, the Paranormal Department had burned quite a few gold and silver ingots for Blood Dance and me. These paper offerings were custom-made according to the most traditional Taoist craftsmanship; when burned into the underworld, they were pure, high-karat gold. Once we entered the Ghost City, the Paranormal Department would continue to burn money for us to pave the way.

However, upon waking up, his head felt like it was splitting, as if thousands of steel needles were stabbing into his brain. This was a side effect of excessive mental exhaustion. Although Darui had known about it beforehand, it was still nearly unbearable.

In her eyes, if there could be such a beautiful ending, all the suffering she had endured before was worth it.

As mentioned earlier, gods can be conferred. The cultivation realms of gods are fixed and unchanging, but a "divinity" is not something every god possesses; the Earth God doesn't have one, nor do the Mountain God or the Kitchen God. Gods with a divinity are far more powerful than those without.

At this moment, the descendants of the Liu family who were keeping vigil heard their grandfather’s scream. Seeing the black cat, they were furious. Coincidentally, there was a bird-hunting musket in the house; Officer Liu’s father grabbed it and fired a shot at the cat.

After dealing with the overprotective Zheng Hao, we returned home. After washing up and eating breakfast, we went back to our room.

After thinking for a long time, Luo Yu pointed randomly at the tunnel on the far left and prepared to take Tang Yuanzi inside.