Chapter 112: The Little Jackal

Under the guidance of the red-haired jackal pup, Fang Xiao found the jackals’ den.

The entrance to the den was exceedingly well concealed.

Dense vegetation and tangled vines surrounded it, while countless towering trees screened it from view.

Had Fang Xiao been searching on his own, he would probably have needed to spend a great deal of time combing the area before he had any chance of finding it.

“Eee, eee, eee!”

The red-haired jackal pup lowered its head and whimpered timidly several times at the mouth of the cave.

Although it was on the verge of gaining intelligence,

After seeing Huo Li off, Brother Chen began savoring his earnings. Only then did he discover that Huo Li had given him fifty thousand, along with an extra ten thousand. What a generous man. If only every employer were that generous.

It was not as though Gu Chenye’s high spending with the major airlines, or whatever connections he had, would make him easy to investigate, would it?

The class bell rang. Students from the other grades were to attend the opening ceremony, while the seniors began their lessons without wasting a second.

Song Kangning sidestepped just in time to avoid it, only to see a snow-white cat raise its head and glare at him with a pair of blue-green eyes.

Yun Jiuqing had also noticed the change. His indifferent gaze swept over Yun Nuo before coming to rest on the sleeve of Yun Nuo’s clothing.

“Come on. I’m taking you out for a proper meal.” Huang Ailin raised her arm and called out, then led the way out. Big Head resignedly followed behind her and left the office as well.

For some reason, Yun Nuo felt that Yun Jiefeng’s command could not be disobeyed, and instinctively put on the clothes.

The He clan might have had the courage to snatch food from her son’s bowl, but she certainly did not dare steal from the emperor’s. And as for Bi Lan, she had only just managed to form a united front with the eunuchs. If she reached her hand in now, would she not merely be humiliating herself? He could only suppress the itch in his heart and turn his attention to Liu Bian.

When Cen Man returned home, she found everything perfectly calm. Bai Anian had remained in Huo Mo’s room, keeping him company while they played games, while Madam Huo had retreated to her own room and had not come out. The two had merely crossed paths downstairs, and no quarrel had broken out.

A chill filled the air, while the taste of ice and snow seeped into the lungs, imparting a sensation of cleansing both body and spirit.

If that man had heard those words, how embarrassed would he have been? He could barely speak coherently already. By then, perhaps he would simply turn around and run.

Mu Xifeng had now broken through to the Nine Tribulations Sovereign realm and could therefore summon fifty percent of the Heavenly-Opening Form into the world. With fifty percent of that form descended, he could perform the technique known as “Returning the Sacred Body to True Form.” Thus, although Mu Xifeng had manifested the Heavenly-Opening Form at that moment, his appearance remained unchanged, exactly as before.

Feng Yuanyuan took his words as a reproach and hurriedly explained, “No, it was only a coincidence. I didn’t know I would run into him.” She knew that he disliked Qin Zhongwei.

This black dragon had been dead for three thousand years. Every drop of blood in its body had long since condensed into Dragon-Phoenix Blood Essence, while its cells had died from desiccation. Not the slightest trace of energy could be produced anymore; its body was as hard and cold as ice.

It was merely a gaze devoid of any threat, yet it left him dazed for an instant. Even more, it bred a sense of timidity within his heart, making this warrior, who had spent years hovering between life and death, feel utterly powerless.

Although there was no real connection between them, Levi first went to check on the three youths lying on the ground—perhaps simply out of a teacher’s sense of responsibility.

Could it be that God brought me into this world solely to torment me like this? The price of keeping my mother alive is that I must abandon my own son. Is this truly my fate? Am I destined to be separated from my flesh and blood, destined to have my sinews torn and bones stripped away, until my heart is shattered into four pieces, bleeding forever, never to be made whole again?

“Great Chieftain, that prince is only a boy in his teens. How could he understand any of this? Seeing how powerful we are, he must have been frightened and withdrawn into his residence, afraid to come out.” Hao Dongliu was rather optimistic, and said so with a smile.