Chapter 29: Feeling Like I Am Losing My Mind

Lin Xiaoxiao stared at the disconnected call in disbelief, her eyes wide and brimming with tears. She had not even had time to confide in the people beside her.

The hand that had been resting on Lin Xiaoxiao suddenly withdrew, and the expression on her face froze.

For some inexplicable reason, she felt uneasy.

Lin Xiaoxiao stood rooted to the spot, eyes wide, a tear still clinging to the corner of one eye.

Jiang Yi...

Leaving aside the village where she had once lived, even the neighboring Xingnan Village had a thriving, prosperous air about it. Every household rose with the sun to work and retired at sunset.

At those words, Weiwei Lin shuddered. How could she have imagined that Yang Chen would be so perceptive, deducing her purpose merely from the fact that she had approached him?

A breakthrough of two levels in succession—and one of them a major breakthrough that carried him directly across the threshold into the Spirit Immortal realm—was something Feng Xu found intensely enviable.

Now that he had become a permanent employee, all he needed to do was fulfill his weekly quota or complete any temporary assignments handed down from above.

Then the seven True Gods exerted their power together. Countless black rays peeled away from their bodies and merged into the dense black mist behind True God Susa.

President Li held the jade pendant in his hand and instantly felt his spirits lift. Even his breathing became noticeably easier.

Zhao Gongming’s voice held not the slightest hesitation. He spoke loudly, with unmistakable confidence, convinced that Immortal Hanzhi was certain to win.

This was precisely where Hua Tiandu, patriarch of the Hua family, had gone into seclusion. Cultivating in a place where spiritual medicines gathered allowed one to absorb the immense medicinal power contained within them, thereby aiding one’s cultivation.

The darkness around them began to recede. Charlotte could now see the other areas surrounding the elevated platform. New platforms had appeared there, but they could not be reached from their current location; another entrance would have to be found.

But now, a deity had proclaimed within the Primordial Ancient Hall that this place was extremely dangerous—a natural trap of immense proportions. Every divine avatar that had entered had been destroyed, and the gods were warned not to fall for it again.

After systematic study, Lister had mastered the basics of communicating in Moon-Tongue. Having intimidated the Moonslayer of the Sacred Tribe, he made the Listener Su and the ancient mage remain behind.

She reached out and rubbed her arm, then folded both hands across her chest and looked at her father with a smile. In the past, whenever she used this trick, the team leader would always agree to her request. Yet after waiting for a long while, she still saw no sign of her father nodding or speaking. This left her utterly baffled. Could she have angered him too?

Dousen merely watched from the side. He neither lunged forward to tear at her nor walked away, only barking at the female mongrel from time to time, his intention impossible to discern.

She gazed at the wine jar in her hands for a long while. Then she raised it to her lips, took several deep gulps, and fell backward while still clutching it.

Guo Ziming’s eyes instantly clouded over. Bu Qianhuai’s fearsome reputation was as thunderous as his name. He was first on the Human Ranking, having slaughtered nearly a hundred Embroidered Guards in the Acquired Realm. Even Innate experts had fallen at his hands. As for himself, resisting now would be nothing but futile.

“Enough nonsense. What happened to Master Lu? Was he really driven away?”

Han Bingbing had come over as well. Seeing that Li Xiaoru had actually gone to ask about it, she realized there must truly be something to the rumor, and her expression naturally darkened.

At first, I wrote, “Mizuki Yamashita is my favorite,” but then I felt that “favorite” sounded a little too heavy, so I revised it several more times. To be honest, I have no idea how long I spent on it.

She seemed quite pleased with the straight man’s reaction. Lowering her hand, she pressed it gently downward, signaling that the celebrations could now stop.

Seeing how determined Wang Hua was, Zhao Jie and Song Weiwu had no choice but to follow him back.

“Li Ying, go take care of something else. I’ll serve Mr. Ren!”

Sun Xiaoyan sprang forward, trying to snatch the credit.

If they had not known beforehand that they were standing on earth, they would have thought they were standing atop a massive block of ice.

Young Master Mo gave an almost imperceptible sigh. His tender gaze fell upon Luo Qianhuai’s face, filled with affection and indulgence.