Chapter 56: I Need You

That old man really looks down on people, as if a mere coffin could be beyond my abilities. If I couldn't handle it, why would I have bothered to rush all the way to the Li family village?

"What do you think of my proposal?"

Seeing my silence, the old man lazily lifted his eyelids and deliberately lowered his voice as he asked.

I couldn't help but snort softly through my nose at his words.

...

Suddenly, a ripple appeared in the void. A man dressed entirely in black stepped out, his hands clasped behind his back, long hair billowing, and his eyes glinting with wicked charm. With a single glance, he surveyed his surroundings, then strode toward the direction where Lian Haiping had gone, his figure vanishing in an instant.

Even with a resolute will, this mysterious mist was extremely difficult to refine and dispel. If Liyang had not simultaneously obtained the subsequent cultivation methods of the Divine Refinement Path this time, purifying and dissolving this enigmatic mist would have been even harder.

In this place, without steadfast determination, all things that seem eternal fade and perish under the slow wash of time’s river.

This was the daily task of the Crest Worm inside Kariya Matou’s body—it unrestrainedly consumed his flesh and lifeforce, and only after devouring these would the worm provide Kariya with a surge of magical energy, supplying Berserker with the power to act.

Lian Haiping gently pressed the spiritual light in his palm against the center of Li Mengshang’s forehead. Instantly, a stream of radiant energy flowed through her body. Her ethereal, prone form shuddered, emitting a soft glow.

"You’re going to be a father. Why should I care? Should I... care? Or be upset?" Wang Xi looked at Chu Yueyang’s darkening face, her expression uncertain.

Many pedestrians on the street recognized Zhu Shiyao. At first surprised, they soon became alarmed when they saw Zhu Shiyao sitting in the black luxury car flying the Japanese military flag. Their hearts clenched with fear, and all thought the same: their respected Headmaster Zhu would not be coming back.

Li Mi stared at the disconnected call icon on his phone, his expression clouded and uncertain. After a moment’s hesitation, he searched his contacts for a number.

Near the shores of Brut Island, a pirate ship floated on the sea. The crew called themselves the Steelfang Pirates. They had not come to pillage, but simply to resupply.

"You don’t need to know. Even if you did, you’d still just stand by and do nothing," Luo Ran replied with a smile.

"What?" Dongfang Zhiyi covered her mouth in surprise and hurriedly asked, "How does my outfit look?" As she spoke, she spun in front of the servant.

By now, the courtyard gate was being battered with a thunderous din. Outside, the shouts and chaos of men echoed—clearly, the Qing soldiers were already attacking at the main entrance.

Li Tuo had braved harsher winds and snow outside; this little trial was nothing he couldn’t endure.

The standoff dragged on between the two groups until a squad of soldiers appeared in the distance. The beggars quickly scrambled to their feet, allowing the wedding procession to pass unhindered.

The round-faced man actually seemed a bit embarrassed. He slowly got up, apparently unhurt except for some dust, which he brushed off his clothes.

In Wei Yan’s astonished gaze, Xuan Tian swooped her into his arms with lightning speed and carried her toward the bedroom.

The next day, hundreds of thousands of Chu soldiers gathered at the east gate of Ying City, flexing their muscles and preparing for battle.

Dongfang Mingqi had served as chairman of Dongfang Gourmet Group for more than twenty years. His cunning ran deeper than most could imagine, yet never before had he been cursed to his face—let alone had his ancestors insulted as well.

Duan Zhong hurried to the back of the hall, waving toward the entrance. Finally, several eunuchs appeared, struggling to haul a large chest forward step by step.