Chapter 115: Please Get In
The night was cool, yet Dong Yue’s body felt feverish. She lay tossing and turning on the sofa, wondering if Lu Fei, in her boudoir, was also unable to sleep. He must be awake, she thought—perhaps even up to mischief in her room. This idea made her body burn hotter, her legs pressed tightly together. Clutching a pillow to her chest, she felt the moonlight spill through the window and fall upon her, filling her with an inexplicable sense of shame.
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“Come on, I love hearing you discuss philosophy. Besides, among us, you have the best memory and the sharpest mind,” Feng Yuankai said, pulling Ning Caichen onto the hospital bed. With a cheerful smile, he reached to the bedside, grabbed a banana, and handed it to him. Their closeness resembled that of a father and son.
Li Si noticed that Bai Shasha looked exceptionally beautiful today—not just her hair styled in a lovely updo adorned with a crown, but her makeup was exquisite, subtle, and elegant, not heavy or garish.
None of the cultivators dared disturb the side hall; they hastily excused themselves from Cheng Tian and went to the main hall to observe. The techniques inscribed on the wall were coveted by all, and it was a perfect opportunity, as Yuan Cheng Tian was busy repairing his disrupted energy flow. Once he departed, they would surely miss this golden chance.
The Jade Monkey roared, “If we lose this battle, how could Shi Yi dare return to face you?” A golden light flashed beneath his feet—one of the Thirty-Six Heavenly Transformations, the Earth-Leaping Golden Light technique. In an instant, the Jade Monkey was before the two cultivators of the Yuan clan, swinging his Sky-Splitting Axe overhead.
Moments later, just as Cui Gang rose to leave the latrine, a black shadow darted past, vanishing at the mouth of the alley. Cui Gang tightened his belt and chased desperately after the figure.
He turned his head quickly. But in that instant, a cold pair of scissors was already pressed against his neck.
The disciples of Mount Huang bowed respectfully, saying, “Greetings, Young Hero Xiao!” Even the three on the high platform bowed, though their gazes brimmed with challenge.
The cultivators listened with increasing dread and terror. If the Ye clan had truly conspired with the three Great Kings of the Underworld and the Heavenly Dragon Ghost Master, how could the Chaos Banner remain unscathed?
Zhong Kui broke the rules, but in the end, he was still a guardian of the cosmic order. Dao Feng, on the other hand, was a complete destroyer.
A short distance behind him lay a coffin, inside which rested a corpse—it was Xia Lan.
“I can’t drag him down for a lifetime. While he’s still asleep, I must leave quickly,” Su Wan said, rising to go.
Inside the spacious room stood a black cabinet resembling a refrigerator, its semi-transparent shell revealing a tangle of wires, motherboards, and computer components within.
Though not everyone present was convinced by William, there was no doubt that none dared oppose the man who single-handedly slew Barbossa, the Devil Fruit user, and whose swordsmanship and reputation were outstanding.
With Captain Barbossa absent and Reese uncertain how many men the other side had brought, he decided to gather a group of skilled fighters to go together. If the enemy had numbers, they wouldn’t be at a disadvantage in a conflict; if few, Reese wouldn’t mind taking the chance to start a fight and kill them.
Before they even reached the door, hundreds of monsters led by Western warriors charged in, and Liu Mang immediately turned and fled without hesitation.
Seeing the two depart, Yue Lan finally relaxed her guard, turned to the bedside, and sat down, cradling Wu Mian.
“Your Highness’s deep favor to this humble servant shall never be forgotten. I will strive to serve diligently in future, repaying the emperor and princess for their great kindness and virtue,” Su Wan said, bowing deeply.
Yet Liu Huaian had avoided any fatal blows, and perhaps it was Huang Zexin’s first time killing someone, for he hadn’t managed to strike very deep.