Chapter 47: Harboring Thoughts

The three members of the Lin family were initially shocked and utterly incredulous, but with the facts laid bare before their eyes, they had no choice but to believe. Consequently, they treated Ren Cheng with even greater courtesy, while Lin Yin kept pestering him with endless questions.

"Since you woke me up, I probably won't be able to fall back asleep anyway. A brief session of meditation to regulate my breath will suffice. Sleeping is hardly meant for people like us whose minds are burdened with matters; it is a luxury we can scarcely afford to enjoy," the Azure Qilin remarked with an air of complete indifference.

Mother Ma hesitated for a moment. Seeing that Jing Cheng had already spoken the names of both girls, she figured it would be difficult to deny the matter now. Yet, if word got out that she had leaked the secrets, her business would likely suffer in the future.

The scene unfolding before him was tenfold more terrifying than the one he had just experienced. The very instant his body trembled in sheer fright, he vanished from where he stood. When he finally realized he was right in the middle of a Shura battlefield, he hurriedly forced his eyes open.

He merely paused for a brief moment, then slung his guitar over his shoulder and strode out of the restaurant, as though hearing that name alone stirred within him a profound and violent resentment.

The fierce battle raged on. Cat spirits continuously perished, only for another to step up and take its place. This combat persisted for a full two hours. After all, Wang Yuchao was still a child, and his stamina began to wane. From inside the house, Bai Jianli let out a thunderous roar: "Enough! Stop this at once! If you don't cease this instant, don't blame me for unleashing a massacre!"

Madam Qin warmly greeted everyone present before making her way over to Qin Muyang. Taking in the two standing side by side with their hands linked, a flicker of profound relief crossed her eyes, and she turned her gaze toward Yang Jinxin.

Yang Jinxin hastily reached out to receive her, and the bruised, purplish backs of her hands were thus abruptly exposed to view.

Three days later, the doctor came by for a check-up and pronounced it nothing too severe—merely melancholy pent up within and an excess of liver fire, which posed no risk of contagion to others.

I have lived upon this yellow earth for twenty-two winters and summers. Here lie my dearest kin and closest friends, and here too remain countless secrets awaiting my decryption—such as the true nature of our ancestors attaining godhood, what manner of cataclysm the end of days truly represents, and what my own destined trial of life and death might be...

Upon receiving the report, Zhu Biao did not dare to inform Eunuch Qiu immediately. After all, Zhu Cheng was his own blood brother; should Eunuch Qiu fail to distinguish right from wrong and pronounce a direct sentence, his younger brother's life would instantly be forfeit.

On the Earthly Rankings of the Huaxia martial arts world, Hong Hai held the tenth position. Figures within the top ten of the Earthly Rankings were beings far beyond what ordinary people dared to imagine, and moreover, he had held that tenth spot for half a century.

Seeing that her husband remained deeply unhappy, Gong Huilan gently seated herself by his side and began to massage his shoulders.

Gu Xuan nodded, casting one final glance at the South Heavenly Gate as he prepared to leave. This South Heavenly Gate appeared to be crafted from some sort of imperial celestial material as well.

The driver dropped them off at Huahong and departed. Gathering their courage, the four of them stepped into the ground-floor lobby and spotted the company logo not far from the entrance, which marked the location of the specialty counter.

A clear look of doubt surfaced across Zhan Qi's face as he raised his head to gaze toward the group opposite him, his tone carrying a rare and distinct solemnity.

Ever since her arrival at the Duan residence half a year ago, Duan Chao had never concerned himself with the operational status of the Fuchao Silver Bank's shops, Shen Mu was frequently away on business, and Guo and Gao had only arrived at the bank at the end of the year. Consequently, the ledgers were almost always managed and calculated by Zeng Rouhui alone.

On the one hand, this was the case; on the other, he had no idea what the recent situation was truly like—it might be of vital importance, or it might be utterly insignificant.

Because everyone had arranged to watch Cheng Ran's movie together that evening, Li Qiuxue had naturally secured the tickets in advance, booking the entire theater for a private screening.

Xiong Lie drew a deep breath and let out a furious roar toward the heavens. His voice instantly transformed into sound waves that rippled outward in all directions, crashing like angry thunder and instantly enveloping the entire Fu residence.

As one of the premier restaurants in Pingcheng, Ouyang Yuxuan was naturally a regular patron of Fuyuan Restaurant. It remained a mystery who the proprietor of Fuyuan Restaurant actually was, but not only were the culinary creations refreshingly unique, the interior decor of the building was equally novel and exquisite.

"There you go again. I've been cultivating too, you know—we even have a child now." Qian Duoer was referring to her nascent soul. To this day, she had yet to reach the mid-stage of the nascent soul realm, and her nascent soul still retained the appearance of an infant.

Li Tian's first thought was: Could this fellow have arrived? Did she call in advance to notify me so I wouldn't be caught doing anything that might embarrass her?

Yet, at this moment, Ming Ling clearly appeared to have grown somewhat, looking roughly like a young maiden of about sixteen years of age.

Bright red lanterns lined the veranda in a neat row, ensuring the Guo family's courtyard in the snow was never desolate—filled not only with the lively bustle of coming and going, but also with the added brilliance of carved balustrades and painted columns.

Seeing Li Wanyun so resolute, Li Wanqing's heart settled completely, figuring she must have been overthinking things. The entire plan was known only to herself, Li Wanyun, and the two maidservants, Hongliu and Chunmei; there was simply no way Li Wanru could possibly be aware of it.

Everyone raised their wine glasses. Lian Shouxin and Lian Shouli both drank theirs down in a single gulp, while Zhang Shi was slightly slower, draining her cup as well. Only Zhao Shi hesitated, holding her wine glass in her hand.

"There is a Mount Tai by my side? Haha... Big brother, you really know how to joke." Cheng Yiwei assumed I was merely pulling his leg.

Though he remained utterly clueless about the situation concerning the demon race, Cui Bin cared little for such matters; his primary concern was simply his daily livelihood.

"Zifang, during our last meeting, you made no mention of the relationship between Zhao Qingtang and Xu Yanlong," Wang Peng said hesitatingly.

Yitianhao and his companions did not frequently frequent such red-light districts. When Zhou Dongfei casually suggested it during dinner, both Yitianhao and Zhang Shi instantly felt an unbearable itch in their hearts—not even someone of Zhang Shi's rigorous character could remain immune. After all, they were men; men were all alike in this regard.

This was done not solely for the sake of his own master, but for every single humiliated cultivator throughout the entire northern region.

The opponent gazed into the darkness toward Liu Long with an unwavering, resolute expression. It was evident that tonight, he was firmly resolved to take Liu Long's life at all costs. "Go to die." At some unknown moment, a dagger slipped from the sleeve of his left arm. Taking advantage of the moment when Liu Long's guard was lowered, he hurled the dagger straight toward him.

"Captain, the two of us will suffice," Feng Chuixue attempted to persuade her. After all, for Marie to personally conduct reconnaissance as the commander-in-chief was far too risky.

Cong Yunhe bit his lips in bitter frustration, piloting the blue Astray into battle once more in an attempt to intercept the Ama-no-Murakumo-no-Tsurugi, only to be struck by it instead, his mecha's front leg taking a direct hit amid a resounding metallic crash.