Chapter 117: Night of Revelry

Taking advantage of everyone’s attention fixed on the kitchen, Bitter Peach stepped in to help and asked Chunfu to invite Doctor Ye over.

Meanwhile, with the situation already lost, Boss Yin sat despondently in the office, suddenly recalling the legends of the Meng family.

Previously, she had been overly confident, even arrogant, which had ultimately dragged Bitter Peach into such a predicament.

Shuishu paid no heed to these local matters—after all, this was the Land of Mountains, and who fought or died here mattered little to her, as long as she completed her mission. Her main focus was on Huahuo, fearing any mishap might occur, leaving her with no way to explain upon returning.

“You might think there’s no problem, but I feel something is still lacking. If I had tried harder, I could have defended against him. Yet I missed it. There really is an issue here; I need to reflect deeply on myself. Only then can my situation change,” Leonard said softly.

After briefly discussing the rules regarding the family recognition ceremony that day, Fuduo, overwhelmed by fatigue, asked Hongmei to escort Mrs. Chen out.

“Heh, I’m merely a passing masked rider,” I recalled the classic line from Kamen Rider Den-O.

However, Ginobili gently nudged Leonard, signaling him to go with Paul. Leonard was still a rookie player and had his own temper, feeling that Paul showed him no respect at all.

“I’m not sure; shall I try to probe their intentions?” Philip said. Philip’s real name was Kurato Sonozaki, the only son of Ryube Sonozaki. Unfortunately, they were often at odds, so Philip rarely returned home but maintained a good relationship with Wakana Sonozaki.

Upon hearing this, Fuduo’s brows furrowed tightly. He hurriedly got up and placed his hand on Niuniu’s forehead.

He had set out early, full of vigor, but returned looking utterly exhausted, as if he had endured hardships beyond ordinary endurance.

Finally, unable to hold the Dragon Gallant Silver Spear steady, he staggered backward several steps and fell to the ground.

Zhuang Zhong swallowed hard, especially after being struck by Ye Lingtian, feeling a chill run down his spine. Half of his arm went numb, completely immobile.

A large number of Imperial Guards surrounded the scene. Some recognized this as the wedding procession of the Cui family’s second princess, who was to marry the third princess of the Zong family. They shouted in surprise, while the leading captain’s face turned ashen.

He hadn’t forgotten that in the last car accident, Jian Zhiyu had suffered severe head injuries, remaining unconscious for a whole month before awakening.

With third-level Necromancy, there was no way to force the undead into another’s body to compel truth-telling.

If merely angered, Oliver of the Lion Clan and Tyler of the Mammoth Clan could still unleash their full potential.

Lin Tianyou was very pleased with the Cockatrice’s actions. Taking a scale, he lightly touched it, sending a divine consciousness into the fragment.

Jian’s mother was displeased, scolding her son for speaking so disrespectfully in front of so many people.

There was no rush to donate outside for now; it could wait until after the next sale... or rather, after selling everything together, so it would appear more abundant.

At this thought, Yi Xuan’s spirit suddenly surged, activating the Law of Chaos to devour all the Galactic Manifestations entirely. Even the three great innate divine seals were melted down, leaving a new divine seal pattern inside: “Source.”

Seeing Miaodie and Ningyun emerge from the house, Zimo fetched a carpet, spread it on the ground, sat cross-legged, formed a peculiar ring gesture with his hands, and began to enter a meditative state.

The King of Chu Jiang died in disgrace; the King of Mount Tai died carelessly. These two great kings of the underworld could never have imagined in their dreams that they would so inexplicably transform into Death Kings themselves.

“Let’s begin!” Sun Tianmu said, nodding to Qin Yang and the Jade Emperor. The three began to move, circling the area.

Feng Yurong gave Yin Yingying a knowing glance, preparing to have some fun teasing Qi Yuanzhuo.

Ni Duoshi dodged narrowly, causing cold sweat among Yin Yue’s followers, their hearts tightening. When they saw Ni successfully evade the peril, they breathed a sigh of relief.

The Poison Fur Corpse King’s mind stirred, formulating a plan. He beckoned to the skeletal soldiers afar, shouting, “Capture Bai Sheng and bring him to the Nine Nether Ghost King for judgment! I’ll hold off Ni Duoshi.” His voice carried an undeniable authority.

Jiang Yuqi heard the squad’s message through his earpiece: “Boss, do we need to launch the light bomb?” The constellation array’s glow was overwhelmingly bright, filling the night sky with starlight, making the city of Yiliu below look as bright as day.

With Zuo Jun pointing at Gu Zhi beside Pu Ji, the silent Yao Shisan also turned his gaze, as did Dan Yue. Song Zhen stopped exchanging pleasantries with Liu Hongji, and even Yuan Ba, weaving through the banquet, halted with a teasing smile, watching Pu Ji and his disciples.

Though Shen Zixin’s magical power was only first level, coupled with minor second-level control, it was enough to freeze cameras, preventing them from moving easily. This was sufficient to accompany the patrol for twenty minutes of hide-and-seek.

Feng Qianwei took out her concocted potion, very effective for recovery, to prevent Feng Jiumu’s body from damage due to overexertion.

Qin Muran, Li Chengxuan, and others were unaware that the Sea Emperor’s Palace had quietly arrived in the Cold Kingdom. This battle seemed to have exceeded their expectations.

But if the culprit could be caught, they could make amends. This way, when the Murong family pursued the matter, they would be in a slightly better position.

“What? Did I say that? I don’t quite remember,” Yiqi feigned ignorance, turning his head aside.

I was startled, wondering if she had caught me bumping into her this morning. Though scared, I mustered courage and went upstairs to Red Sister Xiao’s home.

Chen Yang understood this was a hint from the old master. Since he was to seek refuge with the Wuhou Mansion, the old master was imparting some knowledge about it.

If one looked closely, it was clear the plants were not purple per se, but their surfaces were covered in a layer of purple aura.

Lingxiu Peak was very familiar to Chen Ling. It was there that he had once fought alongside the Divine Emperor and the Asura Emperor against the people of Western Kunlun. At that time, the Divine Emperor triumphed over Li Yi, the head of Western Kunlun.