Chapter 119: A Stirring of the Heart

Xie Yanzhi’s gentle demeanor bore some resemblance to Lou Yu’s. Yet, there was a difference—Lou Yu’s gentleness concealed a subtle edge imperceptible to outsiders, whereas Xie Yanzhi possessed a certain delicacy. Yes, delicacy—not effeminate, but lacking in masculinity. Perhaps it was related to Xie Yanzhi’s appearance. His beauty was so exquisite that it blurred the lines between male and female. Even if he donned women’s clothing, it likely wouldn’t seem out of place.

Gu Xinghun casually transferred the storage ring; naturally, he wouldn’t hesitate to take whatever spoils were available. If the King of Wu intended only to humiliate him, there would be no need to make such a grand gesture by sending someone to formally summon him to the King’s mansion for the transfer of the Intelligence Bureau’s duties. Since someone came to invite him, it meant the King of Wu truly planned to handle this handover today.

As the Feathered Emperor’s voice fell, the world fell silent for a brief moment before figures burst forth like arrows—each one a royal scion. The Church Tribunal could hardly be unaware of this situation. So, was their action truly accidental, merely an effort to uphold justice?

“Gu Xinghun, you are a worthy opponent. I, Ling Tianzhan, have faced countless adversaries, but you are the first and only one I respect,” Ling Tianzhan said sincerely, eyes fixed on Gu Xinghun.

The nine-tailed fox glanced at the adventurers ahead, then back at her pets behind her. Realizing she had fallen into the enemy’s trap, she angrily fanned out her tails, shaking them fiercely like a leaping white flame.

Someone had cast a spell—apparently, someone knew Qin Yan’s identity and sought to prevent him from regaining his magical power.

“Sheryl!” Nian shouted, looking for her, wondering where she had hidden her clothes this time.

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A cold, indifferent voice echoed, then suddenly a pair of purple-golden bat wings appeared without warning above Feng Cang’s head, like two blades slicing through the void and carving immense deep scars in space, slashing down fiercely. Such terrifying momentum would make even ordinary Heavenly Phase warriors retreat.

“Is that the Samsara Eye? It’s exactly as the legends describe!” Zhi Jian Xianren exclaimed, observing the six ripples in the purple eye.

Exhausted to the point of collapse, yet during moments of rest, he was almost fine. He understood his duty clearly.

The handsome man crouched obediently before her, instantly reminding her of an animal.

Perhaps it was because of the earlier conversation that Yan Yumian also shuddered involuntarily, despite now existing as a mechanical puppet.

Efforts made for dreams, even if met with skepticism, deserve encouragement and applause. Xie Feifan gave Eiffel a thumbs-up, expressing his support.

The Solar God Furnace trembled, its glow dimming significantly, emitting a sharp, piercing buzzing sound.

Leng Han wanted to sneak into the secret chamber to investigate, but Zhao Qiqi refused. She sensed a terrifying power inside and did not want Leng Han to get into trouble.

Zhang Yue spoke immediately, her tone tinged with helplessness, as if forced into this.

For two years, the Demon Realm and the Immortal Realm have been at full-scale war. On the border battlefield, both sides clashed evenly, with neither gaining the upper hand.

Everyone worried about the safety of the two children, but unfamiliar with the terrain, their abilities were stifled.

“Stop joking and give me the real key!” Mijia shouted loudly, masking her embarrassment.

Feng Xiaoxiao was startled—food poisoning was a serious matter. For any catering business, such incidents severely impact reputation and safety, possibly leading to closure.

In fact, aside from those holding minor official positions in the Tang Dynasty, few outside knew Li Long, though his status in the Tang was significant.

In three days, the situation remained unchanged, yet within the Ye residence, something was shifting, like the fermented preserved vegetables slowly ripening year by year.

Lin Piaoxue suddenly recalled Tang Feng had just been grazed by a bullet today. Startled, she anxiously said, “Tang Feng, are you alright? Sorry, I didn’t mean it.” She moved closer, resting her head near him to check his condition.

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Meng Fan never aspired to become an immortal, but he believed that if he could reach the Golden Core stage within a year, perhaps the Xu family would no longer be his match.

“Brother Guang and the others have arrived! Charge!” Outside the clubhouse, the Flying Tiger Gang brothers shouted loudly. Any reinforcements at this moment would greatly boost morale and hope. They needed to spread this news inside so Chen Zhongren and the others would know.

The next day, Ye Lusheng and the others arrived at the ancestral hall, deeply mournful but unable to stay. Their carriage waited early outside the Ye mansion.

However, Zhang Donghai did not get angry; he calmly sat down. After all, there was no need to quarrel with a man about to face extinction.

“This glass is bulletproof but was shattered. Considering the scene, preliminary analysis suggests a grenade launcher-level high-explosive weapon was fired inside, killing all the bodyguards,” said the East District director.

Liao Fan nodded slightly. “That sounds about right.” She slowly approached Li Tianqi and said, “Li Tianqi, I, a humble nun, have wronged you. Please don’t take it to heart.” Feeling remorseful, she lowered herself, calling herself a humble nun.

The biggest problem was that Qin could not attack the monstrous bird without charging power. Once exhausted and struck, the outcome was inevitable.

Upon hearing that there were puppets operating inside the secret realm indistinguishable from real people, Teacher Li’s eyes widened even more.

It must be said, this scholar truly regarded Wu Qiusheng as his own backing.

Just now, Gu Cheng had witnessed Mo Xue’er’s cruelty and knew she was serious—she would really make him disappear.

“Hmph, just wait. At this family martial gathering, I, Long Xiaotian, will repay Long Xiangyang the shame he brought me a hundredfold!”

As a disciple of the sect, Long Xin knew well the value of spirit stones. The instant she received the treasure Long Xiaotian handed her, she understood its worth, instantly breaking into laughter, wiping away all previous gloom and bitterness.

A man sat like a statue nearby, motionless, so much so that Cui Bin hadn’t even noticed him.