Chapter 25: The Damned Drunken Ghost

She felt a profound ache in her heart; her mother was suffering here, yet she had been unable to return all this time. She felt utterly unfilial.

It is said that at least five hundred thousand cultivators from the Eastern Continent poured into the Western Continent, while the rest perished either beneath the Ninefold Mountains or within the vast, boundless Eastern Sea.

The sound of a man’s voice reached her, startling her. She hurriedly hid behind the bathroom screen, peering out in secret.

After Yue Yun returned, he went straight to Zhao Fuxin’s room, where Zhao Fuxin was currently admiring her jade pendant on the table.

Zhou Qiqi’s pupils dilated instantly, and she suddenly turned toward the window. Outside, the world was bright; the sun hung high in the sky, exactly as it had been when she first woke up.

The Witch King lay in Qingyan’s arms with eyes closed, gasping for a moment, while faint, firefly-like streams of light gradually drifted from his body.

"Master, on what grounds..." Erbao was about to protest, but when he caught the faint gaze of Shui Wuyou fixed upon him—a gaze in whose clear, shallow depths a dangerous, dark glint seemed to flash—he couldn't help but stop mid-sentence.

Song Yiyi walked out of the room. Brother Lin was asleep outside, and the house was empty. Song Yiyi changed her clothes and veiled her face; she did not know what psychological impulse drove her to do so, but she simply did not want to face him as her true self.

"The Alessia Academy is heavily guarded. There’s no way for a man to sneak in," Claire said, looking at the city walls right before them.

"Coming here from the Jin Kingdom, have you found anything uncomfortable? The customs of our two nations are, after all, quite different. If there is anything amiss, do tell me, and I shall have it seen to," the Empress Dowager asked with concern.

With an astonishing number of Primordial Orbs, the suspense was completely snuffed out just past the midpoint of the second selection world.

Under the violent impact of the zombies, the glass window sprouted spiderweb cracks, the vehicle swayed, and its speed began to slow.

Su Hongmai’s face flushed red. She knew full well it wasn’t their fault; the crux of the matter was that Wang Qiao had reported them, and by acting out in front of Brother Leopard, Lord Wolf would certainly assume they were the ones looking for trouble.

"Brother..." A familiar voice rang out, identical to Li Sikui’s, though in this world, she was called Lin Sitong.

However, the failure of the refinement meant that Jiang Jun, the strongest of the newborn demons, had to seek a new path.

The Young Master naturally did not know that Sasuke had already equated him with the idiot in his own mind. Seeing that Sasuke had been silent for a long time, the Young Master quickly gave him a meaningful look.

Upon seeing the picture of the Golden Bagua Mysterious Dragon Array on Douyin, posted by an anonymous user, she immediately opened the webpage, only to find the photo had reached the top of the trending list.

She likely wanted to be a zombie herself at this moment, more than she wanted to be human, so she could madly tear apart and take revenge on those wicked ghosts.

"How is it possible? When I saw him yesterday, he was still on the verge of death!" Zhao Chuan asked himself frantically in his heart.

The dungeon’s trading hall was somewhat like a bar from a past life, only no one was singing or dancing.

Wu Yuxin copied the dual-cultivation charm technique left by Tu Sanniang onto a jade slip and handed it to Qiang Yaoyao.

When Ximi returned to the sleeping quarters, her mind felt cluttered. The exhaustion of the past few days welled up all at once; she threw herself onto the soft bed and fell asleep without realizing it.

"Then... I’ll be going now?" Ling Xi always felt there was something strange about this Shen Junyi, though she couldn't put her finger on what it was.

Fighting against the water demon was a highly unwise choice. Yet, her goal this time was to save someone, and she could no longer concern herself with that.

"Did Supervisor Kong Zhu send food over again?" As soon as Xia Wanning entered the room, she saw the snacks neatly arranged on the table.

"This is the foundation of this world. It is a device used to stabilize the rules of the continent. It has now integrated with the world’s inherent laws, operating in a low-energy state," Yin explained indifferently.

From early morning until dusk, they searched, but found nothing but weeds and trees.

He seemed to feel that this was not enough; if he encountered a child who had fallen, he would take the initiative to help them up.

He was already incensed because his subordinates had captured the wrong person, and now that someone had blindly charged at him, he was even more furious.

Although He Sihao, who had come to deliver the invitation, was filled with resentment, he had witnessed the martial arts of Liu Hezhen and even Hu Tu and the others, knowing full well he could never afford to provoke them. He could only take his attendants and leave Maple Leaf Manor in a huff.

Park Soo-young lowered her head, feeling guilty, and greeted him, then looked up at the ceiling, pretending as if nothing had happened.

"Does that not mean the trail is broken? While we are only here under orders to reclaim the mineral vein, we cannot truly stand by and watch the Great Xia Kingdom perish. Besides, if the Xia Kingdom falls, who will mine the spirit ores for us?" Fang Liren transmitted this message to the others as well.

This was also why, as the most prestigious among the remaining Nascent Soul cultivators of the Falling Cloud Sect, he dared to go out and intercept them.

Liang Ling had fought countless battles, but she had never encountered an opponent like Liu Ruoxi.

Qiu Yue nodded, but she was unhappy in her heart. It was easy to talk while standing, but who could be like her?

"No, Second Sister-in-law, I have other matters to attend to, I’ll be going now." Seeing that the situation had calmed down, Zhang Xiao felt much more at ease. He pushed his bicycle, bid the old man farewell, and walked out of the courtyard.

His subordinates cut down the mountain monsters that were charging in wave after wave, while demonic energy surged into the sky all around them, surrounding the group. Cold, lantern-sized eyes stared fixedly at them.

Baomin smiled. "What else could you and I be doing!" As he spoke, Baomin began to move. Just as he unbuttoned Lan Ping’s top, a knock came from outside.

Invisibly, a force erupted, pushing Hang Tianxi back several steps.