Chapter 93: Villa No. 14 (Main Chapter)

After learning from the old Taoist Zhang Yuheng what exactly "Fuji" was, Bai Xian felt increasingly uneasy as she thought it over. In the end, she decided to go down the mountain to check on her younger brother’s situation.

It had been an hour since she arrived at the villa’s gate by car.

But no matter whom she asked—passersby, residents, or the property management—they all told her there was no villa number 14 here.

Bai Xian looked at the villa number her brother had sent.

Could it be number 40?

However, the security guard responded otherwise.

Bevis sat on his throne, reviewing the battle reports handed to him by his subordinates. “Go, deliver this report to Bradley, and tell him this: he must handle the mess he made himself. I’m done cleaning up his mess.”

First, he went to the marketplace and bought several pieces of cloth suitable for sails, then proceeded to a carpentry shop to select wood and tools. Once everything was arranged, he went to a wide, empty beach and began building the ship.

Even the long sword left on the scene by Commander Lian bore no traceable marks. Duan Zhong felt a pang of regret and sighed. If people in this world recognized fingerprints, he would have done everything possible to lift the prints from the sword’s hilt and use them as evidence in court.

Inside the carriage, Dongfang Qing stretched her neck, silently watching Jiang Mingyue and Emperor Qin Shi Huang. Honestly, she envied Mingyue a little now, especially when she saw the pearl the size of a pigeon egg that Qin Shi Huang had given her.

The nine-headed Ran, who had suffered a loss, emitted faint threatening sounds. The saber-toothed tiger, initially ready to flee, halted its retreat after seeing that the nine-headed Ran—the biggest threat to it—was as badly injured as itself. It fixed its gaze intently on the arena.

Since we healed him, he often drops by our place, freeloads meals, acts spoiled, and plays cute.

Under clear skies and gentle sunshine, on this otherwise ordinary day, the third squad carried out their routine patrol through the streets as usual.

“I’m fine, really,” He Yehua turned her head to look at Wu Yulin, wanting to fake a relaxed smile but unable to lift the corners of her mouth.

Maybe someone among them really had been dealt with by the rat; wouldn’t interfering be an obstacle to their freedom to love?

In the darkness, the sudden cold breath and authoritative voice whispered by her ear nearly made Lan Lianxia jump. She covered her mouth to stifle a scream and stood frozen, afraid to move.

He suddenly trembled, shaking off the dust and grass fragments from his body. What immediately appeared before Wu Murong, however, was a deep, bone-chilling wound etched into his flesh.

According to the three masters including Pang Tianshi, after the Ghost Realm shattered, besides the original villagers, many ordinary people had mistakenly wandered in, along with masters seeking to enter the Yun Ghost Domain.

I think I must have been mentally disturbed, but I truly couldn’t bear to use force. In her presence, I was the most relaxed and genuine version of myself. I knew how rare that was, so precisely because of that, I needed to carefully cherish this precious bond.

On some tiring nights, after 8 p.m., no new orders would be taken. Just a word to the front desk, and they would no longer assign tasks to you.

When the God of Light twice declared victory, the whole world believed that Holy Dragon City had vanished forever, never to exist again.

Zhusha was stunned. Ten consecutive strikes forming the “Battle” character? This person showed no reaction at all—was he even human?

The so-called contractor’s entry center contained only a single square table in the middle. When he placed his palm on the tabletop as instructed, beams of light blossomed from the surface, ultimately converging into a projection of a man dressed in official robes.

Turning cautiously to survey the outside, Li Yue saw a white 999 ambulance speeding past. This deeply wounded Li Yue’s proud heart.

Xia Haoran felt a mix of amusement and helplessness. Although he had grown fond of the old gentleman, the man’s straightforward and carefree personality made Xia feel momentarily out of sync with his rhythm.