Volume One, Chapter 33: Breaking Off the Engagement

When Fu Zhilin finally left, Su Ningxia breathed a huge sigh of relief. As she turned around, she saw that Qin Zhaochuan had somehow appeared behind her, his dark eyes slowly settling on her.

“Have you been having trouble lately?”

Shen Tianyu wasn’t in a rush; Zhong Haoxuan wouldn’t be able to leave the manor even with the contract in hand, and sooner or later he’d have to hand it over obediently.

Lin Kai was equally astonished, growing increasingly convinced that Mo Jiu possessed far too many secrets, each more incredible than the last.

To begin with, it was impossible for the eye to see inside the abdomen; correcting the position of a fetus depended entirely on touch, a skill that required years of experience.

A sixteen-year-old Elementalist of the fifth rank—such talent meant that whatever trouble arose, it hardly mattered.

It was like a challenge in a game: a level-one character facing a level-ten dungeon. With such disparity, a single misstep would mean a tragic end.

The drawback to magical arrays was their lack of flexibility compared to a mage’s spellcasting, unable to freely target enemies. But Qin Chuan had solved this issue through technology, so it was no longer a concern.

Xi Ruobai’s eyes flashed. “Then as you wish.” Instantly, violet light enveloped his sword; with one hand, he plunged it into the earth, and the light spread along the array.

“Senior Xi, both Senior Xi Zhen and Nan Gezi are at Gaoming. We should quicken our pace, so you can return to Zhaoxi sooner,” Gan Qingsi suggested, and the group agreed without hesitation.

Reading this, I was suddenly startled. Perhaps Annie’s raw power surpassed Black Sand’s, but Black Sand’s speed outmatched Annie’s. No matter how strong one’s abilities, what use are they if you can’t land a hit?

Bear in mind, even though Li Xin hadn’t mentioned it, as central figures, they knew a thing or two about the Pi family’s affairs.

That called for diligently fulfilling one’s responsibilities, especially given the extraordinary circumstances at hand.

Regardless of whether it was an arrow wound or not, a life had been lost. Immediately, a crowd gathered outside the royal viewing platform—mostly the emperor’s relatives.

To everyone’s shock, the great Pangu deftly neutralized the Chaos Bell, the pride of the Eastern Emperor Taiyi, in just one move. Taiyi was filled with panic, while Dijun rallied the Ten Monster Saints to prepare for resistance.

At all times, Nagato understood very clearly that the real challenge lay in whether he was truly able to face these matters head-on.

If only the nobles, who lounged comfortably in the government district, remained aside from the city lord, he could still gamble on not advancing to the Returning Realm and go all out against them.

Since the company’s role was only to regulate the Supernaturals, unless a major crime occurred, it couldn’t interfere much in their affairs. Big decisions in the Supernatural world were usually made by the Council of Ten Elders.

Outside Nanxiang City, the bonfire blazed brightly. The Yu family’s convoy, heading to the capital to offer congratulations, was camped here. At that moment, Yun Ze sat beside the fire, his eyes uncommonly solemn, lost in such deep thought that he didn’t hear Qing Rang’s skirt sweeping through the flowers as she approached.

Yan Xiaoxiao was utterly delighted, envious each time she saw everyone walk into the design studio for discussions.

“What nonsense are you singing? Can't you shut up while eating?” Jin Guangyan was already annoyed by Yan Xiaoxiao suddenly calling out to him, and Mu Feng, clueless as ever, had stabbed at his heart with the word “distant.” How could he possibly speak kindly?

Her smile remained gentle, knowing Bai Rong’s health wasn’t what it used to be. Afraid of startling him and causing them both to fall, Ruo Xin wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed him against the wall.

The reinforcement troops numbered around three hundred thousand, though they claimed a million. In truth, it was self-deception—the new army’s total didn’t even reach five hundred thousand.