Chapter 72: Beyond the Dust

Lin Lu returned to her dormitory, feeling as though a knot of frustration was lodged in her chest, making it hard to breathe. Unable to find an outlet for her emotions, she decided to run a few laps at the stables.

The horse trainer greeted her with more enthusiasm than ever before. He took the initiative to lead out the horse for her. “Miss Lin, here’s the white horse you chose last time. It’s grown even stronger these days. Take a look.”

Lin Lu glanced over...

Du Gu looked straight at Leyuan, his expression shifting repeatedly. Leyuan paid no attention to his face; after all, someone who could thrive in such a powerful family could not possibly be a poor actor. So he simply ignored it. He believed only in fair exchange.

Those people probably anticipated the outcome of the great battle and, in order to preserve their bloodline, had no choice but to act this way. When he had interrupted earlier to warn Shen Dexing, everyone kept silent, but that didn’t mean Lingjiu would forget.

Princess Consort? Lars looked at Altinis—so, she was the new consort his father had taken just yesterday.

Gu Gu focused his gaze and realized that it was not a piece of blue jade at all, but rather a mighty divine weapon.

Yet, in the Underworld, even a third-rank alchemist was an extraordinary figure. There was only one fourth-rank alchemist in the entire Palace of the Underworld, and as for fifth-rank or above, such a thing had never been heard of.

Originally, no one knew Jiang Haoran played League of Legends, but resourceful players tracked down his old Korean server account, which had also logged in from the Holy City in America, confirming their suspicions further.

“It’s good that it’s nothing serious.” When Jiang Haoran and the others received this news, they all breathed a sigh of relief. They had already lost Parker; losing Leonard as well would have made victory nearly impossible. Now that Leonard’s injury was confirmed to be just a common sprain, there was still hope he could return for the rest of the series.

Shaohua spoke calmly, her hand supporting him. He could smell the faint, natural fragrance from her, and it slowly soothed his anxious heart.

As for whether the new path would be smooth or full of hardships, that depended on the karma he had accumulated in the past.

“I can walk perfectly fine now. Tonight, I’m staying here at the Pavilion of Fragrant Condensation.” For once, Baili Aoyun gave a mischievous smile, a mix of gentleness, concealed menace, and a hint of shyness.

But just then, a miraculous scene unfolded. In the verdant space, under the astonished gazes of the Dragon Emperor and the other experts, the protective barrier around Lu Ming’s body managed to withstand the attack from the Fire Spirit.

Zhang Qingting, noticing that Zhang Zhizhi seemed somewhat persuaded by Zhang Taining, grew anxious. As the instigator, she couldn’t say much more, so she shot a meaningful glance at Zhang Qingying.

“Tick, tick!!” After paying the full price in the currency of time, the true Kurumi raised the pistol in her left hand and aimed it under her smooth, jade-like chin. No matter how one looked at it, it seemed she was about to take her own life.

With the gesture for “rise,” Wu Yunzhu bowed in gratitude. Only then did Shunzhi say loudly, “You may all stand.” He then pulled me to the seat to the left of the main position, picked up my teacup, and brought it to his lips.

Lying on the bed was Mo Ji, fast asleep, snoring softly. His upper body lay uncovered outside the blanket, his wheat-colored skin radiating strength.

Xuanyuan possessed an intense aura of slaughter by nature, and now, wounded, the murderous intent lurking in his mind was stirred even further. The dragon tattooed around his navel began to fade in and out, but no matter how formidable Xuanyuan was, Chiyou still held him in check.

Listening to his words, my body gradually softened. I was finally certain he liked me, but then why... didn’t he want me?

He thought that if he wielded such a weapon, the title of “Great General of the Wokou” would truly be his by right.

Many people were enthusiastic about the gathering, but since most were already working, conflicting schedules had made it impossible to settle on a date.