Chapter Sixteen

“Just one word—will you give it or not?” Lin Yixin raised an eyebrow and glared fiercely at Li Xiaoyao. Judging by her expression, if he refused, she was ready to force the matter.

The terrain here was rather complicated. Even if Mo Jiangye got lost, he still moved with great confidence, leading her through the area.

Yet Gao Xuan could see a certain wisdom shining in the eyes of this old beggar.

She knew her intellect was nowhere near one-tenth of his, but when it came to emotional intelligence, this man’s demeanor was so unimpressive that it was almost embarrassing. Judging by his calm appearance, perhaps he was completely unaware of her feelings toward him?

At the table, Jiang Yuan was the one who ate and drank the most, yet all the energy he consumed was refined by the Vajra Divine Art. Jiang Yuan remained fully conscious.

Sun Qi no longer dared to ask Wu Dao for help; he quickly stood up on his own and glanced at the “Peacock Flying Southeast” on the table. At last, he gained a profound understanding of Wu Dao’s current wealth and status.

Lin Yixin’s beautiful eyes flashed, instantly scaring him into shrinking back, not daring to utter a single word.

Gao Le was no exception. Regaining his senses, he fumed with rage—this Li Xiaoyao was truly detestable.

For a moment, Ye Er couldn’t help but imagine the scene: a grown man stripped naked, wearing a grass skirt, swaying his body, with two big crabs hanging from his chest, shouting, “I am a turtle!” How bizarre the picture was.

Over the following days, Mo Jiangye’s health gradually recovered, though his body still bore various wounds.

Tao Sheng finally realized that Hong Xian had come to congratulate him on the order of the Old Moon Elder. The name Hong Xian was a homophone for “red thread,” signifying that he was a disciple of the Moon Elder’s red thread. The three times he emitted red light: the first at Shen Lan’s coffin, bringing her back to life; the second during a forest rescue, driving away bandits to save Tao Sheng’s life; the third, today, in celebration of the wedding.

“Are you alright, Sect Leader?” Mu Qing and Mu Lan returned as well and hurriedly asked as they saw Tang Ye emerge from the room.

“Of course, I’m fine. Besides, it’s not important news. You don’t have to worry…” Shi Shuiyue couldn’t help but smile.

---

Ouyang Ruofeng shook his head as well, looking at the despondent Qi Yubai beside him, suppressing a sigh.

Pingshui and Danyang immediately leapt up to rescue Xuan Yuan! But just as they neared him in the mountain valley, the snake’s body suddenly swung from side to side, whipping up fierce winds and stirring sand and rocks all around.

“Brother, don’t die. Maybe we can break through.” Trembling and sobbing, Bear Spirit could not hold back her tears at the thought of losing her beloved brother forever.

Dan Chenyi missed Xuan Yuan with his strike, growing even more desperate. He then flipped both palms, channeling energy up and down, spreading his arms wide in a large circle. Yellow light flickered from his palms, a move Xuan Yuan had never seen but guessed must be more ferocious. In response, Xuan Yuan leapt, landing at the mouth of the valley.

His blood spurted forth, immediately followed by the overwhelming murderous spirit from Xu Tian, which surged toward his body like a tangible force.

In the days that followed, the three remained somber. After lingering in the Xunhu secret realm for a few more days, Bai Fuling decided it was time to leave.

“Great Sovereign, spare me! The Rakshasa knows its mistake.” As if suddenly remembering whom he faced, the Rakshasa Demon Mother’s tone softened instantly.

Yet Zhang Shouyuan still refused to mention the matter of illicit salt. This forced the two to endure in silence.

The old village chief searched around and finally found a boat for evacuation. Yet it was so dilapidated it could not float on the sea. Using his machete, he broke off wooden planks from the crates, then, with his son He Huan, they carried the struggling wormhole person and jumped into the muddy, broken boat, paddling with the boards toward Hejia Village Island.

Gu Yi hung up the phone outright. Shen Xinyi felt both amused and exasperated. Her mother could really talk like that. She had just grown accustomed to such things; otherwise, she would find it hard to accept.

“Half-baked, just as you predicted, there’s not just one—there may be more,” said the Yaksha King as he tossed aside the corpse of that creature. Then, the sound of something falling to the ground echoed—undoubtedly several invisible monsters had been blown up from below.

He smiled bitterly, perhaps because he had missed her so much, he had become so distracted. Yet why did everything just now feel so real—her holding his hand, every step so sweet and blissful?

But when Xue Ji transformed her psychic power into an attack aimed at Hua Qianshi, Hua Qianshi stretched out both hands but did not retaliate. Instead, he forcibly swallowed Xue Ji’s attack whole.

---

“How dare you ruin my plans! Such audacity!” Seeing the intruder flee, Mu Yuanmeng shouted sharply, drew his sword, and chased southwest, disappearing beyond the wall.

At first, Shen Xinyi kept making excuses and avoided looking, but later she also watched.

“Put that matter aside for now. Later, let the Staff Department discuss it!” Old Wei glanced at the chief and, upon receiving permission, spoke to Old Niu.

“You can’t kill us, at least not me. Most importantly… you won’t kill me!” The boy said with unwavering certainty, as if daring Mu Yingjie to try.

One mystery after another shrouded Lin Xuan, making his situation all the more perplexing yet compelling.

“Wan Nian, you’re awake. Do you feel any discomfort?” Helian Yi asked calmly, his true emotions unreadable.

As he spoke, the man in white helped Mo Lianyi up and leaned over to check her neck. But before his hand touched her, the once lifeless woman suddenly seemed to come alive and struck him with a palm to the face.

“You, Niu Fen, I’m not here to argue with you butI'm sorry, but I cannot assist with that request.