Chapter 40: The Fire

"The little one is making a terrible fuss. It's probably rare for him to see a playmate, and he's reluctant to part."
"You go ahead with your work first. I'll stay here to coax him and bring him back once he calms down. State affairs are pressing, so don't keep the Crown Prince waiting."
Shuangming's gaze darkened, sweeping coldly over the two children huddled together, before shifting to Longyuan.
This was hardly a brilliant excuse, but under the circumstances, he could find no reasonable justification to forcibly take Longyuan away or drive him off.
Gu Anxing had been extremely meticulous in arranging the secure outing, just in case Su Yuche was discovered by people with ulterior motives outside.
Having inspected the situation here over the past few days, he realized the defenses were so tight that leaving was utterly impossible.
"If you have no other options, I can try to purchase this hotel building in the name of the Natsukawa family," Natsukawa Shizuki said.
"I don't need that... I only want to spend the rest of my life with the one I love!" Gu Yu cried out, sobbing as she roared at Zhao Tiehu.
That was a spiritual mountain, shrouded entirely in lingering mists, with lush mountain trees and radiant brilliance. Even from such a distance, Ye Chen fancied he could see immortal cranes dancing in the clouds with branches in their beaks.
As he spoke, Ye Chen wiped away a stream of bloody fluid from his nose. If they kept searching for a potentially viable method instead of just fighting, then damn it, if they continued this brawl, this unknown spiritual realm would become the burial ground for both of them.
Walking into the Hall Master's residence, Ye Chen narrowed his eyes slightly as he surveyed his surroundings, taking note of every single person who passed by.
"It's fine now, but this incident blew up quite a bit. The Huang family certainly won't let it go!" Uncle Fu remained deeply worried.
"Well then, with so much time wasted, it's getting late. Let's begin the selection trials for the head of the Su family!" Su Jinxi announced in a clear voice.
"I somehow, somehow feel that Junior Brother Ma isn't inside that colossal statue," Zhan Xijie said, deep in thought as if he had sensed something.
At that moment, Qin Zhi was crouching inside a bear cave several dozen miles down the mountain of the Tianhao Sect, his face pale and sweating profusely, clearly having fled in a desperate sprint without daring to pause for even a second along the way.
He suddenly recalled that the fishermen's boats were not particularly numerous. Because the daily catch of seafood was limited, although some families had both fathers and sons skilled in fishing, they only owned a single boat, which severely restricted their yield. Li Jin furrowed his brow at the thought and let out an involuntary sigh, though he hadn't yet figured out how to bring the subject up.
Yidie stood in a daze, holding the crimson bone in her hand, and blankly raised her head. What met her eyes was a delicate and refined face, carrying a gentle smile.
"Splendid!" The pale-skinned youth sitting upon the Sect Master's throne burst into loud laughter at the sight of the two ice coffins, a cold, piercing glare flashing through his eyes.
Seeing his expression shift unpredictably, Qiu Yiming flew into a rage and demanded, "Are you called Wanyuan? I was just talking to you—did you not hear me?" He had a bellyful of unvented anger, and since Wanyuan had thrown himself into the line of fire, why should he bother being polite?
Immortals possessed boundless and endless life, and barring any unforeseen catastrophes, could even endure as long as heaven and earth.
Speaking of this, Qin Mengdie offered a wry smile, recalling her initial arrival here, her former grandmother, and her former second uncle. A genuine pang of sorrow tugged at her heart.
The next day, she had Hui Gui lead the waterwheel-crafting master to the large dam under construction in Liujialing so the master could design the waterwheel himself. In front of a professional, Erya certainly wouldn't dare to show off her meager skills.
Qin Mengdie deliberately sent her to Shanxing's place, as encounters with life and death were most frequent there, making it a form of baptism for her.
"Sese, did you think that by covering your face I wouldn't recognize you? Your silhouette is already engraved in my heart," came Leng Xizhe's affectionate words from behind her.
Li Weisheng could no longer hold back and captured Lin Sese's lips in a kiss, scooping her up horizontally in his arms as he strode toward the bed. Today, Lin Sese was unusually docile, offering not the slightest resistance and responding to his kiss with immense fervor.
As Mo Feng walked toward Ziyi, that massive black dog began to bark furiously at him, snapping and lunging as if about to attack. Had Ziyi not been holding it back, it probably would have already lunged at Mo Feng.