Chapter 30: Gossip

"What a narrow road for enemies to cross," Yuan Ruoxia muttered through clenched teeth.

Su Yi glanced at Lin Lu, then casually shifted her gaze away. That arrogant demeanor was unmistakably Su Yi.

Lin Lu and Yuan Ruoxia followed the shop assistant to another part of the store.

As Yuan Ruoxia tested the essence, she overheard whispered conversations nearby.

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Cang Luocheng recalled that when he last saw Cang Jiuyao and Princess Chao Le together, everything seemed fine; there was no sign anything was amiss. How could she suddenly end her life?

Hong'e and I watched the spectacle with amusement, planning to mock them a little. But Fairy Shen Lin’s temper was explosive—she was not someone to provoke. Ji Qingxuan radiated a pure divine light, and a murderous aura as well, which made Hong'e and me fall silent, not daring to cross him.

"Girl, you rest well. Father will bring your mother and brother home. When they hear you’ve returned, they’ll be overjoyed!" With that, Mo Yixuan left.

If Tao Ran didn’t have an elder like the Progeny of Rebirth above her, she wouldn’t think—or dare—to casually claim someone as her father. Yu Feifei’s family, too, had parents and an elder brother; there was no way she’d do anything so degrading to her status. Perhaps both women lamented not having such a “lucky opportunity” themselves.

"I understand, but I am certain this won’t happen again." Ming Yi was truly confident in herself. In the days after she awoke, even if she hadn’t cried, her heart felt heavy, suffocating. Now that she’d finally wept, she felt clear-headed and refreshed.

"Heh, seeing the Star Lord’s power today, I finally understand why they admire you so much. Even the old man worships you. Now that the Star Lord has returned, he can rest easy." Danggui smiled, his aura gentle, bringing a sense of spring warmth. His name suited him well.

The medicines she brewed were all common herbs to replenish energy and blood—nothing rare, no spiritual fruits or medicines, not even any costly ingredients.

What was going on? Could it be that in just over a year, her sister had cultivated to the rank of Spirit-tier Illusionist because of this strange pair before her?

"Really? My eyes were once cold and dull?" Kang Qiao feigned innocence, grinning as he asked.

Ming Yi jumped from the carriage, her heart unburdened. Even if she felt fear, it wouldn’t change reality; it was better to face things honestly.

Fine sand stirred and swept across the ground littered with gray-red stones, silent and still. The black spiritual light that once filled the air had now completely receded. Beside the colossal black cauldron, its three legs and two ears exuding majesty, Lin Han stood alone in blue and white robes, gazing at the cauldron, his expression shifting.

"Don’t worry, someone will come to help us!" After spending so much time with Yu Bin, Ai Lan inevitably picked up some bad habits, such as secretly scheming against others.

Armored soldiers with weapons lined the main streets, apparently preparing for the arrival of some prominent figures.

The great path is perilous—the higher you climb, the harder it becomes. To fight against the heavens, the earth, and all manner of living things, survival belongs only to the strongest; it is ruthlessly cruel. He understood this with absolute clarity after enduring torture and hatred, barely escaping from the secret grounds of the Yuanling Dao Sect.

Not to mention his current physical condition was abysmal: his soul was ravaged, his body injured, and who knew when he’d fully recover his cultivation. Moreover, he himself had only spent a few years training—how could he possibly teach others?

Yet in truth, Ilmost now resided within the body of a demonized rock bear. Obviously, a bear could not grow organs like mind flayer tentacles, even if it was on the verge of evolving.