Chapter 63: Father, Remove Me from the Family Registry

Shen Yuan understood that the Elder of the Shen family was merely acting as a messenger.
Someone always had to do the ruthless work.
She lowered her gaze and smiled, a smile laced with self-mockery and desolation.
"I agree to leave the Shen estate and completely sever all ties with you. However, you will not get a single fraction of an inch of what rightfully belongs to me!"
She made her decision swiftly, immediately drawing the condemnation of the Elder of the Shen family: "Dream on! Madam Luo's money is the Shen family's money! Don't even think about taking any of it away! Otherwise—"

With a soft murmur, the voice command was finally set. Too lazy to bother with the frantic-looking Wu Biao, Tang Yun straightened up, brushed the dust off his blue mechanic overalls, and hurried to record the energy structure he had just conjured, finishing up the work right outside the door.

Hudar's cry of "Oh no!" seemed to trigger some hidden mechanism, as arrows wreathed in flames rained down into the city in a torrent.

The legs of the three felt somewhat weak, their nerves taut. Looking at Yang Que and recalling how they had almost fallen into a trap just moments before, cold sweat drenched their backs and a chill gripped their hearts.

"Lately, she has been spreading no small number of detrimental rumors about the family head throughout the Myriadis Sect. Fortunately, she hasn't left the Myriadis Mountain Range; otherwise, she'd truly be a troublesome nuisance in the future!" Sovereign Kong Xingji seemed to hold Xiuyou in absolute disdain.

"Chen Shao, how can you act like this? Is this how an educator should behave?" Taeyeon and the others successively accused Chen Shao, while the PDs of the program team were also somewhat displeased with his approach.

Ignoring the Celestial Emperor, Qin Xuan manipulated his own world, directly pulling the Dark Moon Realm into it, intent on saving the members of the Star Soul Sect from that realm.

"It really is a Heaven-Swallowing Whale's demonic core! I have a spirit artifact here, see if this will do?" An elderly man clad in tight black robes flicked his spatial storage ring, pulling out a bone sword and handing it to the plain-robed youth who was trading the demonic core.

"That's right, come kowtow. We don't even want the magical treasure, just kowtow ten loud times." Seeing that the princess did not voice any objection, realizing she also wanted to give these three arrogant foreigners a reality check, Zhao Ting became even more audaciously provocative.

He cast his gaze all around, extremely vigilant, seemingly still on guard. Yet, as his eyes swept across his surroundings, they inadvertently brushed past the spot Ao Guang had just reminded him of.

Traditional master-disciple relationships were even closer than father-son bonds; otherwise, ultimate techniques could not be passed down. Thus, once one entered a master's gate, discipline was entirely the master's domain, and parents had no right to interfere, sometimes not even permitted to meet.

Uunqi hurriedly interrupted Yanaei once more as she strayed from the point, for a growing sense of unease welled up in his heart.

Upon returning to her room, Kirino immediately dialed the number of her best friend, Ayase, and with a tearful, near-breakdown voice, spoke.

"Tell me where the remnants of the Li family have fled, and I might spare your lives." The elder looked at General Zhou and General Du, asking in a chilling tone.

Though somewhat shy about milking a cow, she was also quite curious and eager to try it out herself.

He was determined to find the true cause of the trouble here. Above all, that sensation of being watched had vanished the moment he stepped out of the slum area. He wanted to see precisely who was deliberately keeping tabs on things here.

Regardless of the scenario, once 20 points of armor were stripped away, it was a thoroughly fatal blow. A Legendary-tier profession's armor would instantly plummet to the level of elite guild members, and elite guild members would straightaway be reduced to something inferior to ordinary folk.

"That's good then. Hopefully, he won't do anything foolish." Su Jiu stretched his arms and continued walking forward.

Su Jiu nodded and took a Dao oath right in front of Fang Yun, promising that as long as the Myriad Puppet Sect helped him fend off the Divine Refining Sect, he would hand over the Red Star Stone fragments to the Myriad Puppet Sect upon leaving the Spirit Realm.

On the day Yang Zhao fell unconscious, Yang Su struggled to rise from his sickbed to visit the palace. Over the next two days, despite taking his medicinal decoctions on schedule, the illness on his face failed to recede by much, making him appear far worse off than Yang Zhao.