29. The Man-Eating House (Twenty-Six)

As the countless grains of sand descended, thick clouds of dust once again permeated the space surrounding Yang Zhentian.

Having said this, Fu Zhaoxu continued to lead the two men, Han and Zhang, deeper into the courtyard. As Han Yi brushed past Madame Fu, he caught a glimpse of a resentful gaze she cast in his direction; her eyes shone with particular brilliance in the night.

"To leave now would be a bit too early, wouldn't it?" Suddenly, a familiar voice rang out from behind me. Startled, I scrambled to dodge.

A loose stone in the ruins shifted. Lei Sheng’s ears twitched, and immediately after, he heard a familiar voice.

Watching the orphanage recede into the distance, Xia secretly made a vow to herself: she would return, and she would find her own way to make these people regret, to make them apologize for the endless bullying they had once inflicted upon her.

Chen Xiutang was quite inclined to believe Noboru Takeshita’s words; after all, one had to acknowledge that Japan’s future automotive industry would become world-renowned. Brands like Honda and Toyota were selling like wildfire.

Fan Wuping felt an instinctive resistance toward Shen Ying’s parents, though he could not quite put his finger on the reason why.

However, Bai Yong did not feel much joy at this. When he abandoned that precious Buddhist relic, he felt not a hint of regret; now that his cultivation technique had broken through, he felt no happiness because of it.

But because He Yingjun’s father had designs on the ancestor’s inheritance, the family lost the protection of their destiny. In the unseen order of things, this invited Yan Hua to kill them and seize their treasures. Naturally, the He family could not escape their fate, and all several dozen members perished.

These private courtyards were not open to the public; they only accepted private reservations from distinguished guests in the capital. Many owners only saw guests within their own social circles, and one could not enter without an introduction.

In an instant, the puppets and the members of the Shadow were locked in a chaotic melee. Jiang Luo naturally became embroiled in a fierce struggle with the Iron Shadow, wielding his purple-gold whip to maneuver around his opponent.

"Wife, are you awake?" Shangguan Ling, not yet fully conscious, heard the word "wife" and instantly snapped to attention, bolting upright.

***

Chiba’s inner thoughts: If family asks about my love life, I’ll say it’s not quite certain yet. I cannot admit I was dumped. If they press further, I’ll avoid the topic. After graduation, I’ll publicly seek a spouse and find a lifelong partner directly. For the sake of that moment, I must work hard now.

"You must be hungry. Come, have something to eat; you haven't touched food all day." Lu Wushuang had someone bring food over, looking at Shangguan Ling with deep heartache.

Mo Wengu finally collected his thoughts. Due to the recent turmoil, a thin layer of sweat had beaded on his forehead—whether from the terror of what he had just witnessed or simply from exhaustion, he could not tell.

They had not been in the secret realm for long, but the illusions they experienced were worlds apart from modern society. It truly felt like a rebirth, and it would be a lie to say they weren't homesick.

"A plan like yours is quite good. You’ve passed the teaching certification exam, too. Your future path will be wide open."

Some of the newcomers, unaware of the terror of the mutated beasts, gripped their weapons with eager anticipation. Xia Wei, however, forced himself to stay alert; he had seen the attack of the giant mutated serpent with his own eyes and dared not lower his guard for a second, softly urging his relaxed team members to stay sharp.

Under Gu Chen’s assault, Nangong Hai’s defenses collapsed completely.

The members of the Murong family used the teleportation array to depart, rushing directly toward the edge of the territory.

Three days later, on the outskirts of the Divine Array, Divine Lord Huarong and his companion stared with worried expressions at a teleportation array not far ahead.

"This youth is indeed extraordinary, but his identity is suspicious. If he were originally a high-level zither-playing cultivator, such a test would naturally not be difficult for him," someone questioned from the side.

When Long Tian learned that I had "taken in" the Luo sisters, he did not show the slightest hint of surprise.

As for "Never Bow," he was consistently parrying blows, and the occasional counterattack was easily deflected by Yagyu Senemon’s twin blades. Overall, "Never Bow" remained somewhat on the defensive.

***

Wu Ling shook her head, then nodded. She shook her head because Lu Feng was not like Chen Wei; the only similarities were their tall stature and handsome looks. She nodded because she would rather believe they were biological brothers.

Ye Lintian suddenly said, "With your current cultivation, you are fully qualified to become an elder of the Ye family. But if you are to hold a key position, your background must be impeccable. Although you possess Ye Yuan’s jade token, you must still undergo a certain level of review and verification. Do you understand?"

Death Smile climbed up from the ground, looked at Luo Jia not far away, and said, "Worthy of being a Dharma King. Good, very good tactics. Heh heh, but it won't be this easy next time." Death Smile’s voice sounded as if it were squeezed from his throat, appearing exceptionally cold.

This man was perhaps too handsome—sword-like brows, cold eyes, red lips, and white teeth. Even dressed in an ordinary green robe, his beauty was not diminished in the slightest. It was just that a bone-chilling coldness radiated from him, keeping others at a distance of a thousand miles.

The moonlight cast dappled shadows against the window, and only a few stars hung in the night sky. The moonlight and the surrounding scenery complemented each other to create a sense of desolation, faintly revealing a sparse feeling of dissatisfaction and the realization that things were no longer as they once were.

"Unable to what... oh... Chen Naimo, you’re awake..." Just as I was about to hear the rest of Qi Yi’s words, my eyes wandered and I caught sight of Chen Naimo’s groggy expression.

Perhaps his current thoughts were selfish, but Yang Huang truly could not allow An'an to leave his side, or at the very least, not leave his sight.

This time, unlike in the past, the green light lasted for nearly ten seconds before disappearing once more.

Separated by a hundred miles, the few of them felt a suffocating pressure. They hurriedly crushed their distress jade talismans, but their bodies were already immobilized.

The moment I heard the words "Ruixue Villa," I hurriedly lowered my head in a panic, avoiding his gaze.