Chapter 118: Aunt Golden Tooth

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The moment Wang Haitao heard the names Central Exchange Bank and Du Weifan, he knew who had come. Du Weifan was not famous, but his father was a household name—the Shanghai magnate Du Yuesheng, leader of the Green and Red Gang.

“Magosi’s strength is actually on par with Gaia’s! Even after Gaia’s super-evolution, can he only manage a draw against him?” Cassius clicked his tongue in amazement.

Seeing that Jinyutang had agreed, Qian Duoduo did not suspect a thing. He leapt up excitedly, wishing he could rush over and pull Jinyutang into his arms that very instant.

Compared with the previous banquet, where Puyuzi had taken her as his guest, this feast was even more extravagant. Wei Yan was filled with emotion.

Wei Yan finally confirmed that she truly was in Ghost Spirit Mountain, which had supposedly vanished many years ago. Doubts immediately crowded her mind. Wasn’t her divine bloodline required to unseal Ghost Spirit Mountain? Why had she been able to enter so easily? Could she be dreaming?

Xiao Zhengrong nodded again with absolute certainty.

Duan Chong sighed and said, “Your old man not only knows about it—he even came looking for me!” After saying this, he took a sip of tea and watched Xiao Zhengrong’s expression.

“Overestimating yourself.” Seeing that Le Zhengxie had clamped his mouth shut and refused to speak, Luexue Leng seized him by the hair and slammed his head viciously against the pillar of the rack behind him.

I was so frightened that I staggered back several steps. My heart began pounding wildly. Then came a faint rumble—“boom, boom…”—and beneath the wooden planks, the opening that had helped us escape alive slammed shut.

“Boom—crash—”

It was the sound of an explosion. The entire ground trembled three times before falling silent.

Lying on the ground, I finally felt the overwhelming exhaustion wash over me, accompanied by a sorrow I could scarcely bear.

Anxious, I watched that familiar figure draw nearer and nearer, creating an invisible pressure around me. Every breath I took seemed filled with tension.

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What Ye Changmen knew all too well was that they were truly facing these thoughts, and that these genuinely meaningful, real circumstances would eventually arise.

In terms of this realm, he surpassed the three of them. After all, only he knew the benefits involved. His own Great Way transcended the Heavenly Way; it was not bound by it or subject to its control. He was completely free.

Lin Xiao was so intimidated by Aiyidya’s forcefulness, arrogance, and the menace hidden within them that, for a moment, he even forgot the pain in his body. He stared at Aiyidya in stunned silence.

Wu Xuan frowned and glanced at the young couple seated across from him. The refined young man who had been whispering seemed to sense his gaze. He raised his head, smiled, and gave a slight nod.

That night, Huo met up with Mei. The two of them discussed a highly technical matter in the darkness, forgetting to ask their master what they should do if the Younger Mistress and Miss Meng encountered danger at the same time. Mei said he would die in the Younger Mistress’s place, while Huo would die in Miss Meng’s place. Huo refused, saying that he would take the Younger Mistress’s place and Mei should take Miss Meng’s.

But Nangong Ming hated himself even more. Yao Ling was certainly hateful, but his own refusal to trust Xi Xichen, which had caused her so much suffering, was even more unforgivable.

Indeed, only then could it truly be explained whether these changes in him were reasonable and whether they were things he ought to bring to completion.

When faced with the direction in which all of them needed to change, they already knew what they had to do now.

From the moment we entered this fertile land, we hoped that every race would submit to us and respect us.

He sighed inwardly, knowing that the fact he had incited his subordinates to test Sadu and Duko’s strength had already been exposed. Whatever happened today, if Duko—one of the nine shamans in the Shamanic Sacrificial Hall—were to die, the fury they faced would destroy the family power that countless ancestors had forged through years of bloodshed on the battlefield.

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Therefore, within Flame City, firearms could not be used unless an exceptionally urgent situation arose.

I could not help swallowing. Judging from Qin Yiheng’s way of doing things, I felt certain that these people must be connected somehow.

Just after Lin Yue and the others had relocated, they discovered that the soldiers searching the area around them seemed to have increased in number. Sensing that something was wrong, Lin Yue immediately ordered everyone to find a concealed place and hide.

Once released, it would instinctively burrow into the body of a new host. It was more formidable than any weapon.

Another method was to use catapults. However, catapults were far too cumbersome, and transporting them from the Yuan Kingdom and the Flame Kingdom was slow. They would take at least one or two days to reach the border of the Wolfbreaker Kingdom, after which they could be sent onward to Cold Town.

Mi Xinrou was slightly taken aback. A moment later, a delighted smile appeared on her face, and she nodded vigorously. With those words from him, she felt far more at ease. After all, the strength he possessed now was in no way inferior to that of the Mi family. If the two were truly compared, he might even be somewhat stronger.

Moreover, creating such a thing caused immense damage to the maker. Each one required at least half a year of recovery, so anyone capable of producing it would not act lightly—not even for someone they cared about deeply.

Emperor Xia Jing felt that he had said all he could. Throughout the ages, what emperor had ever worried himself sick as he had?

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