Chapter 96: Vampire Worms Come to the Door

Upon hearing this, Hua Qingtong breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that Ruer had never been fond of meat to begin with. In that case, she wouldn't have to force herself to drink the greasy broth tomorrow.

“Really? It's New Year's Eve and you're not staying at home—where did you go this time?” Liu Yu asked, glancing sideways at him while continuing to stir-fry the dishes.

Once he returned this time, a direct confrontation with Zhang Guozhi was inevitable, certain to set off a storm. He had intended to give him a few more days of freedom, but hadn’t expected him to go so far.

There were many people passing on the street, and Yun Yao couldn’t simply vanish in a flash of light, so she looked around carefully.

Xiaoxiao quickly explained the situation. As He Yujun listened, he summoned his assistant and gestured for him to start packing up.

Thinking this through, Xiaoxiao hurried to the bedside, grabbed her phone, and dialed without hesitation—only to find that the call could not be connected for now.

The first day of the new year was for visiting relatives; on the second day, her aunt would return to her maiden family. Yun Xi stayed at home, heeding Mu Feichi's warning and not daring to step outside.

But even as a beast soul, Chi Ji, the imperial black dragon, felt an overwhelming threat to his existence.

In her subconscious, Zhang Xiumei believed that this Chen Liang, who so closely resembled Jiang Sheng, was Jiang Sheng himself. Yet things had changed; though she should have been happy, she found it difficult to accept.

I love you. Perhaps in the past decade or so, I have rarely spoken these three words. But, Yan Yanqi, truly loves Bo Qichen.

“Master, what do you want to do next?” Daji asked, having witnessed everything Yan Kai had gone through.

Most of these people were extremely nervous, for if they failed to reach the sixth level of body refinement by age sixteen, they would be expelled from the clan. This was the Jiang family’s unique way of selecting outstanding core members and preserving fresh blood, a tradition spanning centuries.

Yin Yi closed the window, gazing at the holographic image of her elder brother. She succinctly recounted how she had learned of Blue Star and become an entertainer.

“Don’t worry, I know how to handle it. There’s no need for you to worry,” Zhong Nan said with a smile.

There were four possible hiding places for Urbino. Besides the one attacked by Dark and Wilde, the other three were to be attacked by the resurrected Enya, Xikstu, and Laili.

Located deep in the mountains, this tribe was simple and honest, unlike the armored warriors of the Thunder Demon Division, who exuded a murderous aura.

Tears streaming down her face, Isabella managed a smile—a truly untruthful child. He couldn’t even lie properly.

The wild joy lasted most of the night. By dawn, a wave of exhaustion swept through, and except for the guards, everyone fell into a deep sleep.

“My dear General Chen, the interest rate at our ‘Tianshun Gambling House’ is already lower than others. Besides, you agreed to it at the outset—we even drew up a contract,” Lord Leopard said, producing the agreement specifying the rate.

Since she wasn’t married, Leng Qinlan didn’t call herself a wife, but she didn’t object when others addressed her so.

Given the situation, Yan Kun had nothing more to say. He’d heard plenty about the deeds of the ‘Tiger Who Descended the Mountain’ in his earlier years, especially when Wuming was alive—so brazen, daring anything, with no regard for law or justice.

Through three centuries of arduous reincarnation, Shui Qinlan’s journey from birth to leaving this world had lasted just over twenty years. In the modern era, her twenty-plus years overlapped with Leng Qinlan’s teens.

Was it some sort of [ritual]?—That didn’t seem right. When the Sky Knight of Britannia succeeded the title, there was little more than the customary feasting; no particularly significant ceremonies were held. I confirmed this with several current Sky Knights of Britannia.

Most people, upon attaining enlightenment, went off to become cannon fodder. But to endure for two generations as they had, that was nearly the limit.

As for Ye Chu, he didn’t linger elsewhere but returned straight to his cave to begin seclusion, continuing to refine the drop of Heavenly Demon Blood.

Slash! The final sweep of the Seraphic Sword was a wide, horizontal strike that effortlessly cut down the last wave of enemies at the waist. Some fallen angels had just landed, and were obliterated before they could even rise.

Wisps of white smoke began to seep from Su Yuhang’s body, signifying that the future he had just earned—those twenty regained years—was slowly slipping away.

Only then did Marigi and the others stop teasing him. Finally, the newly joined Antaolis, who had no specific duties in the Senate, volunteered to go.

At home, Cheng Shiyuan had no plans to accept any assignments during this period.

“Prosoeus, the world outside is in utter chaos, and yet you still sit here so calmly!” Xipros said, half-joking, half-serious, when he saw him.

The gathering of demons shook the world; nearly all true demons rushed from the four corners of the demon realm to assemble in the great hall.

To everyone’s astonishment, the Demon Emperor’s body contained a living, beating heart. Her right hand became a claw, poised to tear it out.

When Lihua and Xinghua dripped their blood onto the jade tokens given by Ling Duyu, the tokens shone with a white light that enveloped them both. The light seeped into their bodies, and when it faded, the two seemed even more beautiful, now possessing an ethereal grace.

Many commoners had long grown accustomed to the peace of city life and were reluctant to leave at first. But when they heard the Demon King was coming, they had no choice but to leave their homes behind once again for survival.