Chapter 96: Accepting the Terms

If it weren’t for evading his relentless search, they wouldn’t have hidden in the mountains, nor would they have faced the moment when Zhao Xinru gave birth, afraid to go to the hospital.

Gu Che's veins stood out on his forehead; the burning sensation somewhere in his body threatened his reason. He lit a cigarette and exhaled deeply toward the floor-to-ceiling window, his mind replaying the scene of Qiao Yiran bargaining with him in the presidential suite of Yiyue Grand Hotel.

Zhang Ling turned around to look at me, her eyes saying, “You’re being dishonest.” Damn, is it really that serious? I hadn’t done anything, just glanced at her a couple of times.

A warrior dies for a confidant; she and Xin Bing were really of the same sort, only she lacked the glaring scar across her face.

I thought for a moment, then told her everything about Han from beginning to end. Maybe I couldn’t say it to others, but with Zhang Jie I could be utterly candid, because he treats me like his own brother, genuinely cares for me, and would never harm me—just like Chang-ge.

People like Guan Yan were companions Su Yang had painstakingly gathered. Together, they would soon face humanity’s greatest threat: “God.”

Without waiting for Li Fugui to react, she stripped off her red T-shirt and tossed it aside.

Second Brother and Cao Fang came over too. Second Brother looked at Chang-ge, “Enough, brother, stop hitting him!” His voice trembled a little.

The Feiyu City Jewelry Exhibition drew jewelers from across the country. Belle and her group would certainly be received by regular staff. How could these people possibly know the value of a mermaid? Even if they promised Belle a good booth, they’d likely forget it the moment she turned away.

“What’s going on? Who’s bold enough to arrest my disciple and kill disciples of my Quanzhen Sect?” Qiu Chuji, angry at Zhen Zhibing’s words, confronted the Mongols.

“What are you waiting for? Aren’t you going to investigate?” She bent down, picked up the empty bowl, and smashed it to the floor with a crash. Shards scattered everywhere, but the most terrifying thing was the sudden burst of cold ruthlessness.

She had said, no matter what, she would never let herself be manipulated by Wu Mu.

In truth, if every trainee heard the mountain’s altitude, not a single one would be intimidated.

At this hour, the villa district was mostly quiet. She drove past lush landscaping toward the school, unable to resist rolling down the window to watch the scenery whip by.

So far, I’ve found many suspicious items among everyone’s belongings: why did Yiwu bring a bottle of sleeping pills? Why did Extra bring such a big empty suitcase? Why does the beauty in Jiangzhi’s photo look so familiar? Why is Bubu dragging a heavy stone tablet?

Fu Jingchen took the item from the principal, then handed it to Gu Nian, exchanging a simple handshake with the principal.

“Really, Brother Zhang, you’re so amazing—teach me some martial arts, so I won’t ever be afraid of my master again!” Lu Wushuang called out.

“Who said anything about you, you night owl!” Tong Yuqin slapped Xia Yan’s chest.

Living there for decades, so long and full of memories, every bit a lingering recollection. Yet waking up in reality, it all felt like a dream.

Jia Chong had guessed a bit, but since Grandma Jia and the others hadn’t announced anything, he wouldn’t divulge it. He merely thought that in this lifetime, it seemed Baocai would indeed marry Baoyu. He couldn’t say what their marriage would bring, but this golden match was certainly fated.

“Good child.” Mrs. Yao gave a gratified smile and returned to the house to start preparations.

Once or twice, tolerating it was fine, but three or four times—if you keep swallowing your anger, will you always have to endure, never able to resist even a little?

After all, in their view, even someone as gifted as Su Mohan worked so hard; the three of them, far less talented, dared not slack off for a moment.

Clearly, the disguised demon was targeting him, but the lustful Yuan and Bei had, by chance, shielded him.

Gu Yanze felt guilty at the prospect of facing his grandparents. Once again, his emotional troubles would worry them.

Beset by internal and external threats, he had no choice but to compromise with domestic oligarchs and the sorcerer factions, focusing all his strength on external challenges.

King Dade and his group were astonished; after learning the Crown Prince of the Divine Ants’ identity, they never expected he could escape the other's control.

He became lonely again, painfully pondering why everyone changes in the face of money.

Seeing Lin Feng and Bai Miaomiao so intimate, Wu Limao was dumbfounded. He couldn’t believe the always pure and upright Bai Miaomiao could be so close to a man.

At this moment, people no longer cared who had the better driving skills; they simply wanted to enjoy this top-tier supercar showdown, not missing a single shot.

A sudden charge, battle spirit soaring, intertwining with ghostly aura—countless piercing lights erupted from all directions, enveloping Lin Fei.

Of course, only Jiang Feng could remain unfazed in the face of the saber-toothed tiger's fangs.

Du City God stared at the future Star Buddha, whose lips curled with disdain. Suddenly realizing something, anxiety flashed in his eyes. His form expanded, and a massive official seal, like a meteor, crashed down on the future Star Buddha.

She saw she couldn’t get past it for now, or perhaps was influenced by Lu Tian, the heat in her heart faded and she gradually calmed.

Awakening a spirit body costs not only money but also rare opportunity. Yet Dao Martial Academy had it all! That’s why everyone tried desperately to get in.

“My essence is damaged. I must meditate and heal at once. You guard me—don’t let anyone disturb me!” Han Bing swallowed a spirit pill and sat cross-legged in midair, closing her eyes and circulating her cultivation technique to heal.

The human legacy stretches back across cosmic eras, never lacking peerless talents. Some fell, some rose. The number of prodigies is staggering; in the endless accumulation of years, who can count how many?

“Empress, investigate this matter. I’ve been watching Consort Le these days,” the Dowager said.