Chapter Forty-One: Joy

Vivian walked up to Shu Yiming and asked, “Shu Yiming, aren’t you at all surprised to see me here?”

She spoke directly, then smiled at him.

“Vivian, we’re old acquaintances. Surely it’s not something that should shock you anymore, is it?” Shu Yiming replied, but before he could finish, the people behind him erupted in excitement—not...

Xu Wen watched the internal strife of the Firecloud Sect with ease, but he was far from idle. Recently, he had taken a liking to a popular activity within the sect—betting on duels.

“Principal Lu, you needn’t trouble yourself over Qi’er,” Sheng Xiao acknowledged the elder’s good intentions, but his own people—could he not protect them himself?

“How is he not even a little frightened? He’s clearly been caught by my Shadow Mimicry spell; he shouldn’t be able to move at all…” Lu Wan pondered silently.

There were other matters as well. Xiao Ran acted with remarkable boldness, leaving a sword mark in the Abyss that lingered long after. News about Xiao Ran spread like surging waves, unstoppable and widespread.

Zhan Zhao deliberately paused, then strolled over to Ling Yue, a wicked smile playing on his lips as he regarded the face before him—still somewhat youthful in Zhan Zhao’s eyes.

Naruto and Sasuke bickered their way towards the arena, but the corners of their mouths betrayed a smile.

“She has an accomplice.” Old Cheng glanced at the windbreaker beside Tang Yan and knew he was confident. He immediately straightened up and sat at his computer.

But now, after hearing Xiao Ran’s words, they realized that even if they wished for the life of ordinary people, it was nothing more than wishful thinking. Sooner or later, a great battle would come. Throughout history, those golden figures had appeared several times; each appearance brought terrifying war, never peace.

Mo Yu’s body faltered, as if about to collapse. The people behind rushed to steady him, but he pushed them away and glared coldly at Changle across from him.

Gao Yuan felt as though even his soul had frozen! Every inch of him, inside and out, was locked in paralyzing stiffness, yet his mind raced with unusual clarity.

Perhaps it was the Blood Prison Underworld King’s extraordinary progress that caused the dim sky above to suddenly ripple, as if even the Devouring Mouth had taken notice.

She possessed a great cultivation, now in a state of enlightenment. With the right opportunity, ascending to the Celestial Realm would be a natural outcome. Thus, she willingly acted as the new protector for Xiao Mingxin, while also keeping watch over him, fearing any mishap or disturbance.

She knew full well that close relatives could not marry, so why did she remain so devoted to him?

“How… how is this possible? Is he… a monster?” The four champions were shaken, their bodies trembling uncontrollably—a stark contrast to their former lofty demeanor. They felt an urge to slap themselves.

Eliya wore a flawless smile, but the words she spoke were far from beautiful.

“Brother, are you and Sister-in-law leaving again?” Chu Yun’er’s eyes were red; she did not want Chu Tian and Gong Sun Xue’er to go.

Xiao Jun reached the third floor. He had been here several times with Su Yujing to buy clothes for Yiyi, so he knew that whenever Su Yujing visited, she would always come to the third floor to shop for Yiyi. She never bought anything for herself; her clothes were always sent by him.

“I couldn’t have guessed—Young Master Lu really does love his wife dearly.” Bai Yumeng, who had somehow appeared by Lu Chenhao’s side, watched the gentle look in his eyes as he gazed at Nan Xia Shi, and felt her chest might be torn apart.

Such a decisive act startled the man opposite for a moment. Before Xiao Mingxin could plunge into the water, the man actually called out to stop him.