Chapter Eighty-Four: The Little Braid

“But the distance is so close—can none of us hear any sounds?” Wang Chaoyang questioned skeptically.

At this moment, the maidservants were busy changing the water in the bathhouse. Shen Yuechen saw them carry in two buckets of hot water and hurriedly stepped toward the bathhouse.

Why? Because you are my comrade-in-arms! Because you and I fight in the same trench. We live and die together; your life is my life. If you die, I die; if you live, I live.

On the racetrack, Yun Qiange rode her horse far ahead, followed by Gongsun Zhou, then Zhuge Yi, and finally Zhuge Ming. Still, the four were vying for the lead, and the gap between them was not wide; several times, they rode neck and neck.

Tomorrow afternoon, all this will be overturned, though some say the changes will not be drastic. Large-scale outdoor PK battles are expensive—there’s the cost of medicines, the doubled revival fees for each death, and equipment repairs. All these factors ensure that only powerful factions can afford to fight.

Once they could see clearly ahead, Baili Tianchang saw a sea of fire spread out before them.

While these people discussed the matter of magic cores with lively fervor, Luo Tianyuan and her companions were far from idle.

As these thoughts filled his mind, in the second circle of thunderclouds, Xia’s soul remained suspended, motionless, steadfast amidst the onslaught of lightning.

Just as Chang Miao was laughing triumphantly, murderous intent surging in his heart, a faint chuckle sounded in his ear, startling him.

Perhaps because they needed to gather herbs in the mountains, their pace had slowed considerably. As the caravan crossed the outer edge of the Burial Spirit Mountain Range, they encountered wild beasts—even magical beasts—but all were swiftly slain by the guard squad. Clearly, the caravan’s guards were more than capable of handling any sudden dangers in the mountains.

“The two grandmasters must have come at Master Huaye’s behest!” Youji the Sage of Medicine surmised.

“How did you know I’d be going to the Divine Fire Sect today?” Jiang Yi asked Yu Tong in puzzlement as he stood beside her.

Chen Xuan watched Xiao Si’s figure. If his mindset was steady, that lizard would be easily slain.

Zeus gripped his staff tightly against his chest, then pressed it downward. A mass of crystal bubbles formed in front of him, blocking the powerful force of the stones, but after the impact, the bubbles vanished.

Saint Lansen used both hands, unleashing twin blades of fire to block the attacks from both opponents. The three strained in a deadlock, while Alice’s gaze was cold as ancient ice in a winter gale. Her palm struck fiercely toward Saint Lansen’s abdomen.

The surrounding students, having learned the cause, were furious, wishing they could flay Tianlong Xiao alive.

Kuluo saw things were turning bad and quickly leaped up, aiming for the fire qilin tree behind him.

When Liyuan came to my side, I hadn’t noticed. Only when he grabbed my chin did his sudden action startle me, forcing me to lift my head, my bewildered face meeting his gaze.

“Thanks, Chong!” As he got out of the car, Xu Tian casually handed Peng Chong a bulging envelope from his pocket.

Days passed, then weeks, and before he knew it, the New Year was upon him—he hadn’t even finished his first set of exercises.

Ximen Jinlian was quick to act, immediately beginning to cut jade and fashion a bracelet from the material. Zhan Bai, with nothing else to do, started solving the remaining raw jade under Ximen Jinlian’s guidance.

Xu Qiangwei stayed with her for a while, feeling firsthand the unbearable pain that came with her contractions, comforting her and distracting her from the suffering.

Outside, dawn was just breaking, and the mist hung heavy. Dong Ruyi thought it was indeed too early, obediently lay back down, and quietly closed his eyes, one hand gently stroking his rough chin.

Chi Wan glanced at everyone’s faces—clearly, that wasn’t it! “Sister, we’ve merged with Jiangcheng Group! The annual meeting will be held at Yancheng Hotel!” Su Jin announced.

Having realized this, Ximen Jinlian felt more amiable toward Old Hu; though he seemed to deliberately make things difficult for her, he was actually helping her.

Lin Xuanlan laughed, “Storing it isn’t a problem, but—” As he spoke, he couldn’t resist picking up a powerful flashlight and carefully inspecting the raw jade, secretly exchanging a look with Ximen Jinlian after a long while.

She said this, but her face was bright with a radiant smile. Looking at Wei Qilang, she beamed, and whatever words he had were swallowed—he could only gaze at her lovely face and sigh inwardly, unable to muster any anger, merely shaking his head in helpless amusement.

“Hiss…” Hei Kai involuntarily gasped in pain, his body trembling.

“Not yet…” Yun Moyu pulled Zisu back. She herself didn’t know why she stopped Zisu; for the Emei Sect, a person who could swallow fifty Lingxiao pills at once without bursting was exceedingly dangerous.

“A trip?” Ah Sheng was puzzled, but seeing her expression, he gave her a second look.

He was a prince of the Gemini Kingdom, named Yan Xuan, gifted beyond measure. Rumor had it he had already unlocked a battle map veil, though no one knew if it was true. At this banquet, he stood only behind Xuan Longyu and Huo Ling’er in prominence.