Chapter Fifty-Nine: The Uninvited

Another early summer had arrived.

In the morning, the first rays of sunlight poured down, awakening the tranquil mountain villa.

Wang Heng woke up naturally, slowly opening her eyes.

The little girl, now nine years old, already had the appearance of a budding young maiden.

Her features remained exquisitely delicate, her skin fairer than frost or snow, her hair thick and jet-black.

Only her figure was still quite round.

Her plump cheeks, when she lowered her head, revealed two layers of her little chin.

Her mastery of the Twenty-Six Foundation Techniques had reached a proficient level, her muscles and bones well trained—especially joints like her wrists, whose cartilage had become resilient, greatly cushioning the impact and shock produced during movement.

“Madam, you need not worry. After tonight, the name Xuanyuan will no longer exist in this world,” Lei, whose entire head was wrapped up, spoke with difficulty but also excitement.

Everyone was startled by the expression on Nana’s face, and their curious, puzzled gazes turned toward her.

“Your Majesty! You must not go! If you die, what will happen to the Snow Kingdom? What will happen to me?” Xue Wan Yu still clung tightly to the boots on his feet.

She raised her eyes to glance at the man before her, thinking to herself that his subordinates truly lived up to their reputation—efficient and decisive.

At last, they took their seats. On the table were more than ten dishes—vegetables, fish, meat. Chen Qian could not even recognize the names of the dishes and felt deeply ashamed.

Wu Mian had long since prepared himself, resisting the other’s psychic pressure through the strength of his own worldview.

On her way back, Xia Fang Yuan happened to pass by the downstairs of Gong’s Group, stopping at the red light.

Ke Ke paid little mind, stood up and saluted, “Lady Mu, peace be upon you!” and continued building the stone mortar.

He had not imagined that Cold Swallow Mountain was the domain of werewolves, nor had he expected that after arriving, he would be forced to confront the tranquility he had so long endeavored to conceal within himself.

Pathogenic microbiology and parasitology are disciplines that study the pathogens causing disease in the human body. Of course, the factors causing illness are not limited to these two, but because each forms its own distinct system, they are separated in study.

Ren Yuan’s words left Jiang Shang even paler, for he was particularly terrified of snakes and the like.

Master Li said, “We must find them before they anger the mountain god!” As he spoke, Master Li quickened his pace, and Su Chen, seeing this, naturally followed. In that moment, Chen Ke Xin showed her difference. She might match Su Chen in stamina, but when it came to speed, she simply could not keep up.

In a moment of complete vulnerability, all the merfolk on the sacred Spirit Source Island were slaughtered by sea monsters.

Wen Wan looked carefully at Yan Qi Xuan, thinking how easily he could be coaxed, always obedient to her commands, so well-behaved. If she were to marry him, it wouldn’t be such a bad thing. Besides, he was simple-minded—whatever happened in the future, he would surely listen to her.

Admittedly, the weather was terrible, and her delay at Lianshun Escort Agency had indeed been too long. Guan Rong’s anxious waiting was understandable, but regardless, this was her first time in the county town, she hadn’t even figured out the directions yet, and Guan Rong wasn’t the least worried that a young lady might run into trouble?

But now, the future of the beast clans was in the hands of the man before her—it was Ling Zhan who sent Ektosi to die. He himself was powerless.

In other words, between the collapse of the southeastern front and the deployment of the Central Mobile Corps and the Demon Corps, there would be a considerable gap in time.

Half an hour passed in silence, until Tang Yuli could no longer bear the oppressive atmosphere and signaled to Li Linxiang, hoping she would break the gloom.

Guo Shu said, “You can talk, but even County Chief Yu has called you till your phone nearly broke, and you weren’t in your office—so tell me, what were you doing outside?”

It seemed the creature had repeatedly consumed large amounts of Thunderfire Spirit Flower, and had touched the threshold of breakthrough. The energy storm roared and spun, and not long after, the sky above this wasteland was draped in clouds so thick they blotted out the sun—a most peculiar sight.