Volume One, Chapter 71: He Unwed, She Unmarried

The oppressive heat of summer weighed heavily. The air conditioner emitted a faint hum, its cold breeze whistling softly from the vent. Meng Xingyi’s soft hair fluttered slightly, and he pressed his lips together, visibly displeased.

How annoying.

It was so late, yet his sister was still with another man.

From the sound of it, their tone was unmistakably intimate.

Friends would never use such suggestive tones so casually.

At this moment, regardless of the reasons behind Ye Chen’s actions, it only served to highlight just how extraordinary Ye Chen truly was. This made Meng Xingyi secretly relieved that he didn’t know Ye Chen well enough to act rashly. His wariness had spared him trouble—otherwise, regret would have come too late.

Thanks to their combined efforts, within just a few days, this news had spread throughout the first hundred layers of the Abyssal World.

After the Void Son finished speaking, he cast a cold glance at Han Zhan. Han Zhan was devastating everything in his path, leaving no survivors, fighting with unmatched ferocity. By comparison, General Zhao was clearly struggling, forced into retreat after retreat by Han Zhan’s onslaught.

Moreover, Su Mu hadn’t noticed any sign that the Sect Master coveted the Spirit King. Perhaps, just perhaps, he genuinely cared for Su Mu.

But watching her slip away before his eyes, he began to panic. He had thought himself immune to those kinds of feelings for her, convinced he could never fall for her that way.

It had only been half a year since he’d advanced to the Ninth Stage Saint Sovereign, and now, unbelievably, he’d broken through again—a feat that defied belief.

“Master Qi, we must consider this matter carefully. Calm yourself,” Guo Xin tried to restrain Qi Yan, afraid he’d act on impulse.

Fatty knew all too well that the Bai family sought to select only the most extraordinary geniuses.

A special mission had brought them together, and their time spent side by side laid the foundation for their feelings. Along the way, there had been misunderstandings, but after resolving them, their love only burned brighter.

Under Lin Ruofeng’s Gluttonous God Technique, he could barely move. Escaping was impossible; even just resisting the pull of the black hole was a feat in itself.

To avoid being discovered by those men, Wang Haoming had no choice but to squat to take off his clothes. In this position, especially with his eyes shut, maintaining balance was difficult—he nearly tumbled straight into the latrine.

Zhang Nianzu spread his hands. “What else can we do?” he asked, a shadow of worry crossing his face.

Charlie reported that none of the trusted associates he’d sent out had replied, suspecting that May and the Count had encountered new troubles. If things continued like this, they’d have to unseal the will stored in the Sanctuary. However, Old William would hardly hand over the key willingly.

At that moment, South Guest’s wings returned to the arena, launching toward Chen Changsheng from behind.

“I, too, sense a lingering aura from her. Reclaim it,” Sixteen Nights ordered.

“Did you go to the hospital for a check-up?” Su Yinzhen’s voice came from the other end of the call, accompanied by the sound of running water—likely in the bathroom, Qiao Song guessed.

The bailiff rushed into the courtyard, peeking through the maids’ curtains. The scene inside sent a chill down his spine.

When Li Chen and the other two finished their baths and stepped out, refreshed, Aunt Hong had already been waiting in the living room for some time.

The Demonic Skill prized endless variation and unpredictability; anything—bare hands, weapons, clothes, even ribbons—could be turned into a weapon. In combat, it could be fierce or gentle, ever-shifting, all under the practitioner’s control. Each move was a deadly strike, impossible to guard against, capable of wounding the enemy no matter the circumstances.

Three seconds later, a bloody gash split open across the terrified Mexican’s face, cleaving him cleanly in two.

You all claim my son is the reincarnation of a demon, but I cannot understand it. Has he ever slaughtered indiscriminately, or thrown the world into chaos? On what grounds do you call him a demon reborn?

Gazing upon such exquisite craftsmanship, she couldn’t help but sigh in admiration, eager to share her discovery with everyone.