Chapter 63: She Is My Patron

“You never have anything nice to say.” Zhou Hui poured himself a drink with a look of distaste. With him around, he always had to take a jab at Su.

“Am I wrong? A man entangled with Ye Chu—Li Jiuwei, do you really want someone like that? Why not consider me instead!”

Xiao Nanli, ever the self-promoter, never failed to shock those around him with his boldness.

Stealing someone’s thunder right in front of Feng Su—how shameless!

“We’re all in the same circle. Doing this is really out of line,” someone remarked.

Even with his attack thwarted, the force behind Cang Jiuyao’s blade was obvious. If no one had intervened, that slash could have easily severed half the black-robed man’s head.

If he were truly so formidable, he wouldn’t have barely managed to drive Mo Yunduo back at the cost of serious injury.

Duan Zhong touched his nose, a hint of amusement in his eyes as he watched the unusually guarded Jiang Mingchen. The contrast between this and the royal guard Jiang Mingchen he knew was striking.

The ninth level—the final floor of the Demon Suppression Tower. As we ascended the steps, a powerful, oppressive force washed over us from above. My legs began to tremble involuntarily.

A pale, hauntingly beautiful face appeared at the crack in the door. Countless strands of hair snaked out, reaching for me. I fired again and again until my last bullet was spent, but by then the hair had coiled before me, transforming into a serpent that twisted and writhed in the air.

Immortality—I wondered if I had misheard. Such a thing was beyond my boldest dreams. Who doesn’t long for eternal life, for ascension? Yet now that my wish had come true, I found myself strangely indifferent.

Huang Fu and Zheng Shiliang exchanged uncertain glances before hurriedly passing the item to Wang Longtou and Gong Ren.

This object had originally been given to Cang Jiuyao by Yue Junzheng; only the chief managers of the Shui family’s businesses in each province had one of these.

Zongzi couldn't quite fathom it—why leave when everything was so comfortable here? He watched as Duan Zhong placed the last piece of clothing into his bundle, tied the knot, checked it carefully, then produced a set of black nightclothes from who knew where and slipped them on, tossing another set over.

“Hua Xi!” The Supreme Immortal Zi Ji stepped forward from the crowd, a plain white sash tied over his violet robes.

Yet, the opportunity he had anticipated never came. Instead, he was confronted with another, wholly unexpected choice.

Moreover, his virtual interface had changed dramatically. No longer did it appear before his eyes; now, it projected directly onto his pupils, visible even with his eyes closed.

“I hope this matter won’t be sensationalized by the media. It would reflect poorly. And please, don’t tell my family—especially my mother.” As she spoke, tears streamed down Qiao Yexue’s face, her makeup smudged and ruined.

Lin Lan could hardly wait to open the box: necklace, earrings, bracelet, ring—nothing was missing.

With no lords or kings left, and the country itself in ruins, those of us who once scraped by in their service now lost any privilege and suffered alongside the common people.

Thankfully, when Ye Chen treated their commander before, he showed not a hint of malice. Otherwise, with the power he now displayed, had he wished harm on the old commander, all their vigilance would have been in vain.

It was obvious—the extraordinary individuals who had entered were manipulating fake artifacts. With such power, they could have wiped out the army of sea beasts in one fell swoop.

Stars, businessmen, journalists—all cheered, especially the students of Jiangnan University, their faces flushed with excitement. Who could blame them? Lin Ruofeng was one of their own.

Sheep may seem gentle, but when they attack, a kick from a hind leg or a blow from their head can hurt terribly. Imagine being struck and trampled by a thousand sheep in succession—what would that feel like?

To be safe, the two did not head towards the border of Qi, but found another place to hide. After settling in, they checked their surroundings through introspection—and sure enough, someone had come searching.