Chapter 63: Adverse Situation

My Years as a Tomb Raider Uncle Jiuyou 1307 words 2026-04-13 15:54:43

Meng Lianqiao was a master at predicting outcomes—there was no way she would let her adversary slip away so easily.

Hearing her words, the group of burly men were on the verge of tears. Early in the morning, tasked with capturing a mere young geomancer, and yet the whole affair had devolved into such a debacle. If word of this got out, Scarface would find it impossible to make a living outside ever again. With that thought weighing on him, Scarface had no choice but to clamp his mouth shut and refrain from making any rash moves.

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In the brief span it took to move from the riverbank to the center of the shore, no fewer than eleven companions had perished. Only twelve remained—three were fifth-tier masters, the other nine all at the fourth tier.

“Indeed, as you say. In that case, with such a fine setting and beautiful day, I invite you both to enjoy it to your heart’s content!” Cheng Huailiang ordered his men to pry open their mouths and force the medicine down their throats. Then he untied their ropes and locked the two of them in a cell with a female donkey.

“Jianhua, I’ve come to find you. You must be getting anxious waiting,” Li Guyu thought to herself, leaning against the window and gazing at the scenery outside.

On her way to the hospital, Li Guyu continually felt as though someone was following her. Yet every time she looked back, there was nothing there.

At the foot of Mount Helan, smoke and dust billowed. Banners fluttered, vanishing and reappearing in the haze, as hordes of cavalry swept across the mountains like a tide.

Moreover, to ensure nothing went awry, those cultivators who intended to use this formation would make meticulous preparations beforehand, seeking out suitable bodies to possess—and they would stop at nothing to secure them.

Thus, to increase his own chances of success, he decisively chose to drive the others away.

“What the hell!” Not only Chen Yun, but even the Thunder Beast was startled, unable to believe what they were seeing.

“When you leave this area, find a tricycle taxi and give the driver some money. Tell him this address, and he’ll take you straight there.” The passerby felt that the place Li Guyu was asking about was difficult to explain, so he simply pointed out a clear, straightforward path.

Ye Chen was puzzled. Are there elders keeping watch on the second floor? If that’s the case, the items upstairs must be extraordinary.

Lu Qingyi glanced up at her mother’s expression—it was no longer the beaming joy she had shown that morning. A sense of foreboding settled in her heart.

Back then, the Tyrant Body of the Sky-Splitter was still somewhat dormant; as long as he didn’t provoke it, the body’s power would not be unleashed.

Pressed against Lirad’s chest, I grew anxious. Now that Lirad had me bound so tightly, there was no time to return to the Abernath estate and regroup with Vivian and the others.

“What is that? Some creature from your imagination? Or an ancient beast? Or perhaps a newly hatched Stone-Spined Giant?” Su Yi was utterly baffled.

“I dare not forget the debt of your rescue...” Danny’s words were devoid of emotion, yet they were heartrending to listen to.

“Wang Lingxin, are you pretending not to know me? I’m here, and you’re still putting on an act? How long do you plan to keep this up?” Consort Ru’s tone grew heavier. She knew, she had always known—there was no madness, it was all a pretense.

Mu Ximei acted as though she hadn’t heard the guards’ cries of pain. She yanked one of them behind her, sending several others tumbling into a heap, and used this brief opening to dash out.

The Empress Dowager cast a sighing, ambiguous look at the Thirteenth Prince, turning to leave before finishing her sentence. Was it really so obvious? The Thirteenth Prince forced a bitter smile, but what could the unfinished words of his royal grandmother possibly mean?

When both were fully awake, a kiss in the rain felt all the more profound and lingering. Yet at that very moment, Zhou Chu caught Liu Siqi stealing a timid glance at him out of the corner of his eye.

“Don’t stop me! Why shouldn’t I be allowed in today when I’ve always been able to enter before?” At the sudden sound of this voice, Lin Hanxi froze, swiftly looking up to see a richly dressed man stride in through the main hall doors.

Moreover, this “pyramid” was an exceptionally rare observation deck. From its summit, tourists could take in the ancient glacial relics—cirques, horn peaks, V-shaped valleys—at a glance. In the distance, they could watch the sunrise, the sea, the miraculous Buddha’s Light, and behold the entirety of the Black Bamboo Ravine in one sweeping view.