Chapter 118: Unable to Even Enter the Gate

Everywhere they passed, from bus stops to wall advertisements, enormous posters seeking medical help were plastered all over. The bold print announcing a reward of one hundred million made a striking impression; even from several hundred meters away, the glaring words could be seen clearly.

“Son-in-law, this Lin fellow truly is remarkably filial,” Old Geng remarked with some emotion.

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In that instant, Zi Cha surged forward with boundless, bloodthirsty force, sweeping violently toward Liu Yi. Liu Yi drew circles with his hands, each palm igniting with a blaze of brilliant white spiritual light, and the entire space trembled beneath the oppressive weight of this power.

The fragments of his past, once cherished, now drifted away with the current, fading little by little, no longer something to cling to or dwell upon.

But achieving first-class status was different—this was a title that announced one’s standing, a mark of rank. He was the very picture of “saving face at any cost.” Though sick with longing, he refused to humble himself and pay a visit. Yun Moryu, you wretched girl, is it so hard for you to just pick up the phone and call me? Would it kill you? Don’t you know I haven’t heard from you in days? You’re driving me mad.

“Brother Chengdao, there’s something I don’t understand—what was that shadow?” Liu Yi asked Jiang Chengdao, curiosity piqued by that elusive, phantom-like being. Even Murong Qianqian turned to Jiang Chengdao with questioning eyes.

Without another word, cheeks flushed to a deep purple, she somehow found the strength to shove Mei Qingli aside and fled in a wild rush.

Under the gentle glow of the lamp, Feng Xinyi’s smooth face was like the finest porcelain, her eyes sparkling with starlight—so beautiful that all one could do was marvel, with no trace of impure thought.

Yu Qin smiled as she supported Yu Lan, but worry for Chu Xiao weighed heavily on her heart. Though she lacked martial skill, she could see that Chu Ran’s every move was ruthless and deadly, while Chu Xiao was constantly forced back, always defending, never attacking. If this continued, she feared Chu Xiao would soon be in danger.

The reason the two of them had come once more to the Dao Alliance was because of the mysterious stone sphere they had discovered at the old Xuanji Temple back home.

Just then, a servant arrived with a message: there was a particularly unique gift to deliver. It was a crystal-clear sphere of pure white, with an exquisitely lifelike swan inside, wings poised as if ready for flight—a symbol of grace and aspiration. Upon hearing this, Xiao Kuang was delighted and readily agreed.

“That’s exactly what I was thinking,” Gao Qiyuan added, and for once, the two shared the same view.

Now, the overwhelming strength of their enemy had completely ignited Karyus’s fighting spirit, and he grew visibly excited.

Su Xiu glanced at Jiang Ning, and seeing the smile on his face, she realized he held no blame for her at all.

Su Cuo had always been the reserved type, so her pairing with the more outgoing Si Yue was a natural fit.

Jiang Ning nodded slightly. If he hadn’t understood this, he never would have considered preserving Zhao Hu’s forces.

“Someone else?” Lian Yun City struggled to contain his emotions, fixing a deathly stare on Cui Daoxuan, who lay sprawled on the floor.

None of the six great Buddhist powers were easy to master, though Qi Tianshou had at least attained entry-level proficiency in most.

The swordsman was momentarily stunned; he hadn’t expected the drunkard to be so domineering, behaving like a tyrant in Zhuzi Kingdom—it was truly outrageous.

Qi Tianshou made no attempt to conceal the truth, recounting how he had accidentally acquired one of Sun Wukong’s life-saving hairs.

“It was nothing but a little mind-altering drug—not a big deal. I already removed it from the food just now,” Wang Hao said.

After journeying day and night, the thought of finally reaching their destination and not needing to travel further filled Li Jiayan with more joy than she could express.

Perhaps the awkwardness had passed, or perhaps she was simply not in the mood to feel embarrassed, but Shen Miaomiao no longer seemed desperate to avoid him as she had before.