Volume 1, Chapter 35: Guidance and Control

"Do not resist, guide it, master it!" Liu Ruoxi’s voice was filled with anxiety. "This is your only chance to survive!"

Her figure began to grow translucent, with faint ripples flickering at her edges; it was clear that maintaining this space while intervening in Su Haoming’s body placed an immense burden on her remnant soul.

"This lens core is linked to your bloodline and has constructed this mental space. Once the system integration is complete, I will use my final strength, aided by the core fragments, to tear open a spatial rift and send you away!"

"You..." Su Haoming wanted to say something, but the surging power within him washed over his body, rendering him unable to utter a coherent sound.

"Remember, find the remaining seven pieces..."

The commotion startled Lan Xue from her slumber. She snapped her eyes open, a look of horror spreading across her face. It couldn't be such a coincidence—nearly everyone from that last hijacking incident was here again; please, let there not be another repeat.

Come to think of it, this was the first time Julia had ever spoken to anyone about her relationship with Yu Zhenting. She hadn't mentioned it before, partly because she didn't want to, and partly because there was no one to tell.

"Say that again?!" Yao Dong stared at Ye Zhenzhen, his eyes wide. His expression was completely rigid; someone who usually never wore his emotions on his sleeve was now unable to hide his feelings at all.

Only Xuanyuan Ao knew that this voice, light as a feather, pressed upon his chest like a crushing mountain, leaving him barely able to breathe.

If I happen to be unable to comprehend the laws right now, does that mean if I obtain his insights, I could bypass the restrictions of the curse and reach the Earth Realm directly?

Even if someone wanted to grind Zhang Jian’s bones into dust and scatter them to the wind, Master Er Jiang would have no right to question it.

When Lin Jiangluo saw her family waiting for them inside the gate, a warmth washed over her heart, and she couldn't help but reveal a smile.

For now, no one in M City knew that Lin Man had been abducted. Zhao Xin in the United States and Junichi Watanabe in Japan had already locked the news down tight.

A flash of cold disdain crossed Ye Zhenzhen’s eyes. Give him a chance?! A chance to harm her again?

They were all born with silver spoons in their mouths, and a meal costing one hundred thousand was merely a drop in the ocean, though Hai Tianyang did impose certain limits on Hai Mozhi’s monthly spending.

She was so weary of those who befriended her with ulterior motives that she had kept her background hidden since middle school. It meant fewer people trying to curry favor with her, but also fewer friends.

However, ever since Zhu Yunxiu confessed his feelings to me last time, the good relationship between our two families had undergone a subtle change.

Ming Ran frowned as she looked at Xiao Yiqian, seeing many unspeakable emotions in his eyes. She rose in a panic and ran out of the room.

Hearing this resonant, forceful threat, he raised his head, his lips trembling, but in the end, he made no sound.

I never expected such a thing to happen. Now that I’ve moved in myself, I’ll likely be camping out here for the long haul, so renting it out is out of the question for the time being.

As the pipa music quickened, the increasingly high-pitched dragon flute melody was gradually joined by the delicate sound of tiny bells. On the other side of the nine-curved corridor outside the palace, a graceful silhouette was cast against the wall under the moonlight.

Although Consort Jing did not weep aloud, the sight of her heartbroken appearance would move anyone who saw it.

Hu Cheng shot her a speechless look. If it weren't for you causing me trouble, I wouldn't be in this state. Fortunately, this young master is clever and quick-witted, or I really would have fallen into a trap this time.

"Well, there really is one. Rich people sure know how to play." She muttered. Yan Yueyue heard her and couldn't help but chuckle.

The Han army’s thousand-man blocking force seemed to lack courage. When the Donghu cavalry approached, the thousand men let out a shout and retreated to both sides, doing nothing but desperately firing arrows at the Donghu riders.

Ling Changfeng looked at the old man, who was dressed in a fire-red robe and pulsed with a terrifying spiritual energy that seemed ready to erupt at any moment. His strength was formidable, though Ling Changfeng could not estimate to what extent.

He was also eager to dismiss Zhu Ling so he could ask Bai Qi why he had made him agree to this condition.

Dozens of meters away, at the bottom of the stairs, Li Yan held a mysterious black bead. Half of the spiritual pressure rippling down from the mountain-top arena like water waves was being absorbed into this bead.

The host on stage was slightly embarrassed. At such an important moment, can we stop messing around, please? According to his script, Hu Cheng should have returned obediently, but Hu Cheng showed no signs of moving. However, having been a host for several years, he could still salvage this little emergency.

Suddenly, Ge’erli screamed and threw herself onto a tall corpse, weeping loudly.

"That's right, the cursed baleful energy within this Blood River Void is pervasive. We must maintain this seven-colored halo of protection at all times, or if the baleful energy enters our bodies, we'll be in danger even without these skeletons attacking us." Xu Yang nodded.

The two sect elders looked on in horror; they could never have imagined that Li Xiaoyao’s bloodline was ranked above the ninth grade.

The Vermillion Bird collided with his front claw, but then, the King of Gluttony let out a miserable shriek. The flames, once dispersed, actually began to crawl up his arm, burning away his fur in an instant; the fire felt like countless steel needles drilling into his body.

If he truly loved Tang Ning that much, he shouldn't have touched Tang Qing after getting her back. And if he didn't love Tang Ning that much... then the Xiao Fengting of today would not exist.

"You jerk!" Xiang Xiangna lunged at Wu Yong, biting and clawing, though tears couldn't help but stream from her eyes.

Like a noble fairy, she walked toward him with a smile, her beautiful and heart-stirring face bearing a radiance never seen before. Her clear eyes, having lost none of their original innocence, brightly reflected his tall, slender figure.

What terrified him was that he saw completely undisguised murderous intent in Li Xiaoyao’s eyes.

Li Shimin and the others naturally understood this, so they gave Yang Xiao enough time. After about another quarter of an hour, Yang Xiao finally spoke.

"I offended my brother and said things I shouldn't have..." Wu Yong said, his expression despondent.

"Uncle Cai, do you think we'll ever really see him again in the martial arts world?" After a long silence, Mo Ruyan asked softly.

Li Xixian thought for a moment, then pulled several invitations from under the table and placed them in Jin Minghao’s hands.

"So strong. To describe Ye Fanghuang’s cultivation progress as 'leaps and bounds' is no exaggeration. Less than three months, and he has improved so terrifyingly. Good, very good!" The Rat Daoist gazed at my retreating back, shocked.