Chapter Fifty-Four: Reckless Deeds

“Hah, this family is finally finished. Seeing them so happy earlier, I thought the entire Ye family belonged to them. But they’re just outsiders—why should an outsider step into the Ye family’s house?”

“That’s right, that’s right. I still don’t know how they managed to take the position of family head in the first place. And now, with more outsiders coming, they think they can seize control? The Ye family doesn’t need to think twice; in the end, it will fall into our hands.”

At that moment, discordant voices rose. Several people, always sour and resentful, had never approved of those few in the main branch, who monopolized the family’s power. Now, with the family head in trouble, they seized the chance to mock.

They had thought the Ye family members couldn’t possibly stand up to them, but unexpectedly—

Liang Qingyun’s temper flared instantly upon hearing this. So, all her humility here had been utterly pointless?

October 8th: We lost five more starships. During hyper-space jumps, whether due to malfunctions or the gravitational pull of unknown dark matter in the universe, they failed to reach their designated routes. Father said they were lost, never to return.

She recalled the moment when he’d been released, branded as a vengeful spirit—those mysterious, seductive violet glass eyes reflecting a chilling murderous intent that made her shudder uncontrollably.

“Hahahaha, what’s wrong with that? Your boyfriend isn’t the one next to you, is he?” The oldest glanced sideways at Yang Ziyi, his eyes full of mockery and disdain.

If the Federal Investigation Bureau had mastered the secret techniques to cheat the unique mechanisms of the hidden realm and conceal their martial prowess while entering, they would have already become invincible by continuously harvesting the resources there—wouldn’t they?

Xu Jialai struggled to lower her head, clutching her abdomen, realizing she’d been shot. Though she was a variant, her DNA not entirely human, she was still a carbon-based life form, flesh and blood.

There’s no denying that Xiao Yi truly deserves the title of peerless genius; his combat power borders on the monstrous.

Yet, strangely, though I’d never touched anything like this before, it seemed as if I possessed a natural talent—I learned it instantly.

Despite living with Ye Xifeng for one hundred and ten years, I’d never heard him mention it. Xinghan had followed him for so long; he should have known.

Upon hearing Liang Shan inquire, Xu Ying could no longer hide the matter of self-funding and honestly told the truth.

Though it was a reprimand, there was not a hint of anger or curse in his words—only more tolerance and helplessness.

Seizing the moment, Yan Liuyin drew the Azure Silk Sword, kicked Duan Shiyi aside, and vanished into the night, carrying Miaoyin in her arms.

“Are you cold?” The air conditioning had just started; the car was a little chilly. Wen Chenghe whispered, reaching out his long arm to wrap it around Ni Rui’s waist.

Yet he never mentioned money. In his view, life here was hard, prices absurdly low; compared to the extortion at tourist spots, this was already reasonable.

No matter how Lu Liyie saw her, the child was still his; he was, after all, the father. He had the right to know the truth—not for her to stubbornly conceal the child’s origins due to her forceful personality.

Upon hearing Chen Jie say this, a trace of gratitude flashed across Liang Shan’s face. He knew Chen Jie was helping him. In most ghost cultivators’ minds, higher power meant harsher punishment for breaking heavenly rules. As a ghost immortal who had already left the cycle of reincarnation, he could not afford to be tainted with karmic cause and effect.

I chuckled, packed it away—at level twenty, I’d get new clothes. Alas, I’m too kind; I always let others have things first, only thinking of myself at the end.

I didn’t expect Xiao Shaofeng to ask so bluntly. Normally, with his cleverness, he’d understand me in seconds. What caught me off guard was his relentless, pressing manner.

Su Luoyun gripped his pulse point, holding her breath to examine. The Soul-Slaying Sword had been destroyed by the phantom beast, and the ensuing backlash was ravaging Su Ming’s sea of consciousness. Not only that, but the fire-poison bird’s venom was seeping through his organs, reaching his heart.