Chapter 61: The Method to Dispel Evil

The battle remained deadlocked. Relying on Ye Ming’s guidance, the three managed to steady themselves and were no longer forced into a purely defensive position. Yet the invasion of the wind fiends was relentless, their spiritual energy draining ever faster; after prolonged fighting, it would be impossible to hold out.

The wind stirred by Wang Qingshao’s heavy sword no longer carried the same weight as before, its earthen yellow aura flickering uncertainly. Lin Shixuan’s face was pale, alarmed by how quickly she was burning through her talismans; the glow of the paper between her fingers had grown visibly dimmer. Bai Yue’s—

Wenren Kaiyang knocked on five doors in succession, but not a single household would open for him. Even though there were people inside, they pretended not to hear.

“The elder has experienced far more than I ever have,” Leon said, squatting beside Sasuo, who was drinking.

After lunch, Ye Yi and Ye Xiaoling, seeing the hour was still early, decided to return to Chiba Peak to visit Grandpa Gui.

Lu Tianze was indeed angry, but he knew the driver was innocent; this matter wasn’t his fault. So, Lu Tianze could only sigh helplessly.

Seeing the six behind him fall silent and agree to his suggestion, Duobao Fish finally turned his gaze to Ye Yi, waiting for his answer.

The three men, indignant and full of complaints, crowded around but dared not come too close, for it was clear that the fierce giant rabbit had no intention of accepting them—or perhaps didn’t even see them as its own. The long rabbit ears shimmered with violet light, as if lightning might strike at any moment.

This scene brought enormous encouragement to the newcomers; many young men, already at their limits, grew excited, gritted their teeth, and continued climbing.

She only remembered that when the car approached, she instinctively forgot to dodge. At that moment, she thought of her parents—just like this, unable to get out of the way in time, struck down by a speeding car.

A thunderous cry for battle shook the land. Below, Murong Lixiao’s pupils contracted, apparently unable to fathom how his opponent’s fighting spirit had surged so suddenly.

“No need. Don’t you think it’s a hassle? Besides, you’ve irritated me so much I’m already full—there’s no way I’ll be able to eat anything later,” Chen Qiaoqiao turned her head toward the window, gazing at the endless stream of traffic outside.

“Liuli Manor draws too much attention for a royal foundation that’s not yet stable. It’s bound to become a target for the ministers’ censure. Rather than letting both sides suffer, I’d better find a way to allay some of their worries myself,” Gu Lingge was clear-headed and already taking action. But the royal family simply couldn’t wait.

Of the original six thousand disciples present, more than half failed the trial and left in dejection, while nearly three thousand managed to pass.

Zhang Yun could never do such a thing. Besides, questioning her now—when her mind was clouded—even if she answered, it wouldn’t be enough to convince anyone, nor could it serve as evidence.

Supervisor Zisu spoke for days and nights, channeling spiritual energy for just as long. When her strength was nearly spent, Lin Meimian finally opened her eyes and gazed up at Zisu.

Xie Nianyi glanced at Hua Qingyi as he spoke, and Hua Qingyi was looking right back at him. There was understanding in his eyes—the understanding that exists between friends.

With eyes wide and wild, he grabbed both of Karet’s arms, nearly shaking her to madness, then pressed her body against the wall.

Lin Meimian gestured to her subordinates not to act. Liufeng, puzzled, looked at Lin Meimian’s back—was she really trying to save all of their lives?

Li Ziyuan always felt some reservations toward these men with military backgrounds. He kept them together in a single company, and though he didn’t mix in outsiders, he also didn’t bolster their numbers. As for these men, he would have to continue observing them.

She gazed at him with a gentle, flowing smile, her beauty undiminished, her eyes clear and filled with his handsome face. Her expression was no longer anxious, no longer sorrowful, but wholly suffused with tender affection.