Sorcerer 14

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“He just died so easily?” The young man dressed in a moon-white robe still seemed unable to believe his eyes as he gazed at the retreating official troops of Yongping Prefecture down the distant street.

Above his head stretched a clear, starry sky, with countless stars behind him. A silver river of the Milky Way hung overhead, its starlight spilling down and giving Jun Qian a fleeting sense of gentle warmth.

To be having such random thoughts at a time like this—he was deeply vexed and despised himself for it.

“Yue Ting, have you truly never considered what would become of the three of us?” Huang Yuemiao asked.

As his body began to change, Chen An could no longer speak, nor could he even feel his body fading away.

“Wait! Please, just tell me the outcome directly,” Chen An interrupted his ambiguous explanation.

He had intended to use his mystical force to traverse the entire illusion, but he hadn't expected this dreamscape to be innately suppressive toward cultivators. Within it, not only was attacking impossible, but even with the best skills to rely on, he was unable to use the slightest bit of mystical power.

Shock came in waves, overwhelming Tolan’s thoughts into a chaotic mess. It seemed the seriousness of the situation had already spiraled beyond his control.

Through Yang Tian’s introductions and Liu Yan’s promotion, Dr. Edis had already joined the World Government of Earth as a researcher.

All these signs led to wild rumors within the company—claims that Gong Moyuan was fond of her, and even her family background was dug up.

Just as they were about to welcome her, upon seeing her commanding presence and striking appearance, everyone fell silent in unison.

Tang Qiao dared not retort. After all, under Ye Zeting’s intense anger, managing to rescue Mu Sihan was already more than generous.

Gong Moyuan noticed him too, especially Chu Xiaoxin standing behind him. Boredom vanished from his expression, replaced by curiosity. He nodded slightly at Ming Yisheng as a greeting.

Perhaps this incident made them all realize how truly fond they were of one another, yet with so many uncertainties at present, he dared not make their relationship public.

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Zhong Shoushen also wanted to see Gu Jiahui, so he went along. When they arrived, they found that besides Su Mo and Gu Jiahui, Gu Fei’er was also in the hospital room.

“No need, just stay home and keep Mengmeng company. After the date tonight, I’ll take a cab home,” she said. Even if she intended to take a taxi, Shangguan Leng would never have agreed.

No matter how much Hong Peng tried to explain, he could only watch as the piece of bread that should have been his was eaten by someone else, step by step, right before his eyes.

Perhaps even she herself did not know why she was so concerned about him. She just felt there was something indescribable and elusive between them.

Now that Bai Yansong was injured, Qi Dongping, though skilled in martial arts, was a novice in both court politics and military affairs. Handling matters was out of his depth compared to Sun Yanling’s ease. If Sun Yanling stayed to help her, she could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

His movements were like those of a sleek and sensual leopard—seemingly slow, yet swift; languid, yet resolute.

The Seven Sons of Quanzhen were shocked and found it hard to believe how powerful their opponent was. When Xiao Hu lunged forward again, they dared not confront him directly and instead chose to entangle him.

At last, the endless darkness faded away. Faint and scorching red lights began to appear. And as time passed, the glow intensified, the temperature soared, and it even felt as if the very air had begun to burn.

Just as she was gnashing her teeth, a tall, handsome young man suddenly stood before her, dressed all in black, his face devoid of expression.

“Thank you all.” Chen Mohan took the glass of wine in front of her, but just as she was about to drink, a large hand reached over and took the glass away.

This time, even the ambassador’s brows relaxed, and the Prince of Wuling couldn't help but smile bitterly. Comparing oneself to others only brought misery—after all these years, the ambassador had never treated him with such favor.

He had been careless this time, mainly because he hadn’t expected Ye Jun and Liu Xuan to be so difficult to kill, nor had he foreseen the involvement of the Thirty-six Peaks midway.

It was so late—she didn’t know how Chen Xuejiao had managed to get her up. Perhaps, with the new year approaching, she’d played mahjong until dawn. It just so happened that Chen Xuejiao, with nothing else to do, came to complain about her.

Because of his parents, Zhang Wuji was never fond of the orthodox sects. But that was simply his nature—he bore no grudges, so it hardly mattered. In fact, since he had some free time, he used it to heal the wounded from Huashan Sect and others.

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For this reason, Ye Yanran was supremely confident—give her a year to develop, and not only could she deal with Nasus, who had yet to officially become a demigod, but all her pets would be able to challenge demigods.

Tang Wei automatically ignored her words; she vaguely remembered seeing such handwriting before, but could not recall where.

It must be said that the number of great talents arriving this time was far greater than yesterday—ten times as many, reaching into the hundreds.

Even if Jun Xiaoyao had a prestigious family background, she did not want Ling’er to become too attached to someone so mediocre and idle.

The once-immaculate playground was now littered with all manner of debris, resembling an abandoned dump that hadn’t been cared for in ages.

Wang Hu could no longer bear to watch. To show his loyalty to Chen Lin, he stepped forward and gave Lin Xiaoyao a gentle push.

But now, witnessing Jun Xiaoyao’s fearsome and unparalleled growth, Lin Yanran’s confidence was shaken.

“So this is the lair of the Violet-Winged Saber-Toothed Tiger King?” Lin Xiaoyao gazed at the vast cavern in the distance and asked Ye Xiyue.

Granny Jin Hua sighed and said, “This child refuses to come with us to Spirit Snake Island—what can we do?” Her tone had already softened considerably.

Scooping some lake water to splash his face, Xu Zheng took a deep breath, his usual roguish grin returning.