Chapter 25: Dragon Two's Concubines!

At this very moment, what surfaced before Yang Zhentian’s eyes was all the information regarding the Twelve Nights of Kongming, spanning from that night eighteen years ago when he first unearthed the bloody, fleshy pupa from the piles of corpses on Mount Kongming, up to the moments before his own impending death.

In the hospital room, Su Xinnuan had needles in both the backs of her hands—one line for plasma, the other for medication.

Looking at her large eyes, Wei Junlin felt a tremor in his heart. Those eyes were too beautiful, too pristine; it was hard to believe such eyes could exist within a family like this.

Consequently, after Hai Si received the news, she asked Jin Rong to invite Qin Jiujiu’s father over. Since they were finally here, the in-laws ought to meet.

Hearing the chorus of opposition from those around him, Wang Yuetian instinctively frowned, yet his gaze remained steadfast as he looked toward the Twelve Nights of Kongming.

Lin Zhiran was just about to board the sedan chair when, hearing the commotion, she turned back to see a young man, clearly intoxicated, tugging at Qiu Feng and refusing to let her leave.

The main issue was that Daoist Xuanqing’s expertise was rooted in the techniques of the Tiandao Sect, which were absolutely not to be easily revealed to outsiders.

Yet, he remained obsessed with revenge, causing the leniency others once held for him to dissipate entirely, replaced by hostility.

Orm finally allowed a smile to grace his face. His nerves had been stretched thin over the past two days, fearing he would not survive.

"Father! My father is here!" Lin Zhiran suddenly felt as if she had grabbed a lifeline, a glimmer of joy appearing in her eyes.

Across all of Toril, such events were happening everywhere. Might made right, and the self-discipline of the strong was the best guarantee of public order; conversely, ignorance was a quick path to chaos.

Wu Di infiltrated the mountain range where the raw ore was mined, found a site with excellent feng shui, and sat cross-legged to begin his cultivation.

An Ruchu nodded slightly, offered a polite smile, and turned to follow Mo Chen.

Gray stepped out of the hardware store. Anna watched his back as he crossed an intersection a dozen meters ahead and vanished around the street corner.

Seeing Huangfu Polang in hot pursuit, Wu Lei hurriedly pushed his Yama movement technique to its limit. Faint afterimages appeared in the sky as his figure retreated rapidly.

Ye Lingchen couldn’t help but twitch the corner of his mouth. He had originally assumed this person was sent by someone to assassinate him, but now it seemed, how could someone so foolish possibly manage an assassination? Perhaps her bizarre summoning spell had brought him here by some strange twist of fate.

Before leaving, Lin Jing wanted to gamble one last time, but unfortunately, no gambling den was willing to let either of them enter.

The Thoon were taller than Phaerimm, standing about four meters high. Their bodies were a black-silver hue, shimmering with a magical aura. A Thoon had three heads and a massive maw. Their heads possessed nostrils but lacked eyes, ears, or hair.

Dongfang Aoxiang had said the next trial location offered rewards a hundred times greater, which made Wu Di want to strive for them.

Beneath the City of Ruins lay a secluded village. No one knew its exact location, but the lineage of the Drunken Immortals emerged from there.

Accustomed to being the center of attention, the young man, Qin Yuan, turned and walked down the aisle toward his seat, catching sight of his homeroom teacher Qin Wanru’s wide-eyed, almond-shaped glare.

"Cloak of the Demon Fox!" Naruto instinctively placed a hand on his abdomen and thought to himself, "I wonder what kind of enemy I’ll encounter this time? To force me to use the power of the Nine-Tails... Heh, this is getting interesting." A cold, chilling smile touched the corner of Naruto’s mouth.

"Impossible! Grandpa Shui, you must be mistaken. How could I be from the World of Suddenness? How could I be such a gloomy person? Impossible, you must be lying to me. I am from the World of Dragon-Breaking... the World of Cultivation..." Di Shuye jumped up, glared at Tian Paishui, and roared.

That really was the case; those cigarettes had a scent while being smoked, but it would dissipate just minutes after finishing.

Qin Yuan smiled and began to unbuckle his pants right in front of Li Lan. Li Lan turned away in a hurry, muttering under her breath, "Pervert."

Mingyue was absolutely right. How could Wang Junjie understand the taboos of martial arts practitioners? In his mind, striking the vital points to defeat an enemy in one blow was the only correct path; playing at pretense and false sentiment on the battlefield was a death sentence.

After leaving the municipal bureau, Zhang Congxing still felt as if someone was watching him from behind. However, when he cautiously looked back, he saw no one. He wiped the sweat from his forehead, forced to attribute it to his own imagination.

Qin Yuan helped the man in the wheelchair back to his seat and warned him of the dire consequences his current behavior would bring.

Looking at Taeyeon and the others now, just guzzling their drinks like that—how could he not be angry and heartbroken?

"Damn it. There are too many of them," Qiya Zuimeng thought to herself. "I must find a way to escape, otherwise I’m a dead woman." Her eyes began scanning the surroundings, searching for an escape route while dodging enemy attacks.

"Come out, my foot! Do you want to go patrolling the streets in the middle of the night?" Wu Hai retorted irritably.

Because the two were so close, she could almost hear the powerful heartbeat of the person covering her mouth. A faint scent of dragonwood incense lingered at the tip of her nose, bringing a brief moment of peace to her anxious heart.

After hearing all this, Li Ning burst into laughter. This time, instead of being angry, Feng You felt only shame. The two found an inn in Yunyang City, and Feng You subtly asked Li Ning for tips on love. Li Ning spun some nonsense, and only then did Feng You drift off to sleep, feeling unsettled.

That was a rather imprecise question. You were staring at the handsome man without even blinking, yet you have the nerve to ask me about my intentions? It’s not like I’m naked—what is it? Do you want to see my bare body? If so, just say the word; I’m a helpful person and I guarantee I’ll satisfy every one of your requests.

"Zhang Meng is at the entrance with the brothers, waiting. I’m taking Huzi and a few others inside," Li Hao said before striding in.

Li Ning had been here once before, the first time when Feng You brought him to the Xiaoyao Sect. This time, however, he had come with Gong Fei.

"No way, if I did that, it would scare people to death. Who would want to hang out with me after that?" Li Daniu knew Mu Hongling was asking about his unsealing, so he replied without a second thought.