Chapter 114: Daoist Pang’s New Direction

The next morning, when Fang Xiao saw Daoist Pang again, he was startled.

In just a single night, it was as if a succubus had drained most of the man's vital energy. He looked visibly withered, with dark, heavy circles under his eyes. Fang Xiao felt that "Brother Pang" had lost at least twenty pounds!

"Brother Pang," he asked in surprise, "what on earth happened to you?"

"It’s nothing," Daoist Pang replied, waving his hand dismissively.

Seeing the smug look on Zang Xingjie’s face, Ji Lingsheng said nothing. He leaped down lightly, tapping his palm against the stone wall twice during his descent. Each touch forced his momentum to slow, as if stemming the flow of a mighty river, and he landed gracefully on the ground. The swordsman Zang Xingjie could not help but curl his lip.

Yue Ziming’s expression shifted, and she smiled as she confessed, "I actually wanted to kill you just now, but I changed my mind at the last moment. I'll spare you for now." Ji Lingsheng curled his lip in response and looked toward the Blood Spirit Pool, which remained as calm as ever.

After successfully sending off A-Jiu and Sister Ten, Tang Fan wondered, why hadn't she run into that fellow Lin Yinyun? Had she already returned?

In her past life, once she had learned those fancy patterns, the two of them had chased after her as if frantic, demanding sweaters, trousers, and scarves, insisting that she provide the yarn for every single item.

On the tombstone were the photographs of Xia Mingyi and Mother Xia. Eight years had passed, but the smiles on their faces remained frozen in time.

She could understand Xia Shiguang’s deep affection—and even reliance—on Jiang Sichen. At the same time, she could also understand why Gu Chen was so incredibly angry.

Her mother was simply greedy, running around all day for a bit of food, losing the family's registration papers and creating opportunities for her cousin and father; her mother was truly foolishly corrupt.

At this moment, the elders of the Wan family, having finished their welcoming ceremony with Jun Yan, had dispersed. No one spoke an extra word; the process was swift and efficient.

Furthermore, he needed to reclaim the grain and fodder that had been seized; it was time for that supply to return to its rightful owner.

The Daoist of Karma had publicly stated that if Lin Xiao could answer the final question, he would acknowledge Lin Xiao as his master and serve him for the rest of his life.

Before I could finish my accusation, the dog of an emperor interrupted me, and I was so furious I could almost feel smoke rising from my head.

Given the nature of the three, with so many miraculous encounters appearing in the Heavenly Realm, they would surely be unable to restrain their greed.

After playing a few rounds, Jiang Xiaobai discovered a pattern to winning—or more accurately, a pattern to the casino itself.

If that were the case, he certainly couldn't bring too many supplies, nor could he bring too many people, lest he attract unwanted attention.

Yu Wan leaned over to pick up the can from the ground, brought it to her nose, and sniffed it. She dipped her finger into the contents to taste it.

Inside the stone hut, however, few of the survivors who had been rescued managed to pull through. Many quietly passed away, caught between pain, hunger, and the biting cold.

Perhaps recalling those past scenes, the Xing woman’s expression turned grim.

Moreover, every world contained living beings, each possessing their own consciousness, no different from ordinary people.

Zheng Daqing had checked all around and found no issues. Just as he was feeling puzzled, he stepped out of the cattle pen and saw a dark figure lurking suspiciously in front of Yu Wan’s door.

As these soft words were spoken, Shangguan Zixuan was at a loss for what to do. He looked tenderly at Qiao Liuxi in his arms.

Guan Hai was also enraged and attacked Feng Xin with all his might. This time, Feng Xin did not dodge. He refused to believe that after two months of training, he couldn't defeat someone who had never practiced martial arts.

I nodded. I knew the Ninth Bureau was asking about Cha Cha’s reincarnation. Yes, she had been found, but unfortunately, after finding her, I had hurt her once again. I didn't want to dwell on the details, so I let Old Ma explain the situation to the bureau.