Volume 1 Chapter 26 Mistaking the Older Brother

A wall of acceleration, conjured by an E-skill, appeared diagonally beneath Fang Mu’s feet. An energy sphere shot directly through it, striking with pinpoint accuracy the Gnar who had been following Jayce and preparing to provide support. The impact forced the champion to stop dead in his tracks.

Chen Feilong was born into a destitute family. His father died in a car accident when he was five, and his mother raised him single-handedly, never once remarrying.

Since he could not overpower the Master of the Berserker Palace in close-quarters physical combat, Ao Guang had plenty of other tricks up his sleeve to deal with him.

As the days passed, Mother Tan stopped provoking Xia Yan and instead often sought out Madam Xu to cultivate their bond.

Huo Yunqi sighed helplessly. His two subordinates were perfect in every way, yet he wondered when they would ever curb their penchant for gossip.

Realizing she had also been awake all night, he suddenly felt a pang of guilt about disturbing her. "Look, I know you must be exhausted, but I’m already late. If I don’t get to school now, I’m afraid they’ll call my parents again."

Ma Lili reluctantly helped Bai Jianjia up, and the two limped back to their seats.

Xu Ran’s voice cut through the air. Immediately after, staff members suspended by wires appeared overhead, carrying baskets and distributing wedding candies and red envelopes to everyone.

Following the bubble elimination and seeding stages, the final four would be decided today. Although two teams had already secured their spots in the semifinals since the start of the playoffs, RNG and QG were waiting in the wings, rested and ready to face their challengers.

At this moment, Tan Yun’s wife and fiancées knew that he would likely find it difficult to survive today’s ordeal.

Since Yu Zhen had pleaded for her, Fu Heng decided not to punish her further. He ordered her to be taken away for questioning, demanding to know who had approached her while she was painting her nails, so he could track down the true culprit.

***

After reconciling, the pair bid farewell to Yu Zhen. Salashan then took Tongyun to pay their respects to the Old Madam before returning home together.

Since he had stepped onto the battlefield, the King of Fengyun intended to settle this matter once and for all. Without their Great General, the Youyun Kingdom had lost its qualification to compete; thus, he would turn Youyun into a vassal of Fengyun.

Xiang Meizi said nothing, but Pinru already understood. He produced a Qi and Blood Pill, popping it to instantly restore his vitality, and then glared menacingly at Shi Xie.

Finally, a tribe—rumored to be descendants of the Primordial Three-Legged Golden Crow, Di Jun—emerged. As they hovered above the Rahu Demon Star, they looked down from afar and realized something was amiss.

"Finally dead," Xiao Chen breathed, releasing his grip on the blade with exhaustion. His body slid down against the beast’s carcass as he collapsed to the ground.

Moreover, the "sister" she addressed did not seem to be Naraku, but rather the entity currently possessing her.

With a thunderous crash, the giant’s massive fist struck Tan Yun’s head. Instantly, the sickening sound of cracking bone echoed out, followed by a spray of blood and shards of bone flying through the air.

Zipuo could tell that if not for the harassment of the Mandala disciples earlier, these four would not have been worn down to the point of exhaustion and eventual disadvantage, especially since the ones dispatched this time were the absolute elite of the Mandala.

Xu Yiwei had already turned her face away, refusing to look. She turned to leave, but he grabbed her again, his gaze trembling with an strange intensity. Had she looked back then, she would have seen the weakness and pleading hidden within. Yet, Xu Yiwei summoned all her strength, violently shaking off his arm, and hurried out without a backward glance, vanishing from his office.

The next morning, Helan Ye woke up and reached across the large bed, but could not feel Ji Zi’en’s presence. His eyes snapped open, and he sat up abruptly. Seeing that the bed was empty, his head throbbed with a heavy, agonizing pain as he climbed out of bed.

Zhang Ziyun, however, remained consistent. Despite the energy consumed in battle, his light spots had only dimmed slightly, and he remained in excellent condition.

***

Diffe was truly panicking and scrambled toward the tunnel as soon as he spoke. Morris, still furious, purposely turned his head away, but by the time he realized Diffe had dashed into the tunnel, it was too late to call him back.

Ji Zi’en, in a fit of rage, grabbed the humidifier from the table, but no matter how she tried, she couldn't get it to start. She glared at him indignantly.

The Poison Freak was sprinting forward when he suddenly felt a release in his hand. Li Yuanbai, whom he had been carrying, had vanished. He hurriedly looked back, only to find Li Yuanbai staring solemnly at the rubble nearby, as if sensing something.

The landscape here was vast. A pool of water lay still, its boundaries invisible and its depth unfathomable. The surface was without a ripple, save for the faintest tremors. The air was ethereal and deathly quiet, where the only sound was the thumping of one’s own heart.

Zhang Ziyun’s wounds had mostly healed, though his clothes remained tattered with a large hole. His Black Luo had been trained to be increasingly formidable, to the point that it could now repair physical damage.

Is this what immortality cultivation is really like? Is it more than just meditating and relying on the influence of noble families?

Qin Chuchun abandoned all restraint, sobbing uncontrollably in Li Yuanbai’s arms, as if to release years of pent-up grievances all at once.

Regarding Xiao Xiao’s thoughts, Liang Ye smiled almost subconsciously; people like Xiao Xiao were truly rare.

When Li Qi opened his eyes once more, a ray of sunlight shone perfectly across his face through the window.