Chapter 44: An Unexpected Turn

A gale was rising, and a torrential downpour was imminent. Chunnuan hurried to the corner of the sandy field to harvest vegetables.

The grain in the fields had already turned yellow, and seeing it swaying violently in the strong wind, Chunnuan felt a twinge of worry, fearing for the harvest.

"Your sandy plot isn't fertile, so the stalks aren't thick; they won't be blown over," said Old Man Zhu from the neighboring field with a sigh. "I hauled ten loads of manure at the beginning of the year and spread a huge pile of wood ash over my field, hoping for a good harvest this year. I never expected—"

"I only intend to eliminate the greatest pest of God of War Island and restore a clear and bright sky to the land," declared the Master of God of War Island. His voice was deafening, echoing across a significant portion of the island.

Furthermore, when Liu Yu departed, he did not ask Wang Yuan and Lin Lin to see him off, as he knew he had always been a sentimental person, prone to melancholy and sorrow.

Long Xiangye, having just finished her acupuncture session and taken her medicine, felt much better. She struggled to sit up, wiping her tears silently with a handkerchief.

Suddenly, a golden figure charged into the camp of the Blacksmiths' Guild; it was the Abyss Blade Beast. He strode through the air, moving with such speed that the members of the Guild could barely track his form.

Guo Qingyuan spoke up abruptly, offering a friendly smile toward Qin Anyi, though the jealousy in his eyes was not well concealed.

When Tianzhuo returned to the bar, Chi Lang and his men had also returned. Regardless, quite a bit of money had already been sunk into the venture, though the results remained to be seen.

While they spoke, the medicine was ready. Zhu Susu brought the brew into Long Xiangye's room, refusing to let anyone else help as she personally fed it to her.

While Xiao Shiji was using a surprise maneuver to break through the water defenses of the outer city of Jiangling, a thousand miles away in the city of Chang'an, the Mu Marquis Mansion was bustling with visitors, vibrant and lively.

"Heh, don't worry, Brother Liang. I will handle it in our own way; there won't be any trouble! Besides, Old Four is no good man," Tianzhuo continued with a chuckle. He believed that since they were brothers, it was necessary for them to know some things about him.

"Call..." Mo Yuhan hesitated, turning her head slowly, biting her lip in a panic. "Yuhan, do you know what his name is? Have you not even figured out who he is yet?" Mo Xianan stepped forward and asked with concern.

After flying without rest for what amounted to roughly one day by the reckoning of the Nine Nether Ghost Realm, I finally arrived at the capital of Yun Province.

Beyond Central Province, the rulers of the Eight Provinces were under the jurisdiction of the Ten Yama Kings, by whom they were appointed. Yet, without a doubt, the ruler of each province was among the pinnacle of the pyramid in the entire Ghost Realm, second only to the Ten Yama Kings.

Ignoring the ice cream and popsicles in the bag, Su Yuyang turned to look at the culprit that had caused him to slide: a puddle of water.

Public transportation in the Southern Dynasty was poorly developed, and buses were extremely scarce. Consequently, the bus was packed. Ling Yang had boarded halfway, and once he finally squeezed in, he felt like a sardine in a tin, unable to even turn around, finding it difficult to breathe.

That statement was his true thought; since he could not stay at Su Yuyang's house, he naturally had to find another place.

I stared silently at the business card. He was the general manager of the An Group; his name was An Chenxi.

At that moment, a flash of inspiration hit me. I recalled the man from the Ghost-Rearing Path I had encountered in Changsha. He looked exactly like me, was proficient in the arts of the Ghost-Rearing Path, and possessed great strength. I suspected that, in all likelihood, it was him.

Ling Yang’s wrists, shoulders, waist, hips, and knees were all firmly locked. Just as An Jing had said, without resorting to ruthless measures, it was nearly impossible to break free.

After the two parties exchanged simple farewells, Ling Daoxu led Li Qian, Bai Mu, and Chu Chu toward the Dongsheng Divine Continent.

On one hand, Ma Jing's reputation for being "always right" gave everyone confidence. On the other hand, experimenting with various businesses was a very common practice among domestic internet companies.