Volume 1, Chapter 32: The Truth Exposed

Lin Qiao held Huo Xiao’s hand and appeared at the entrance of the auditorium. Seeing Huo Xiao, Xu Mingyue was overcome with disbelief and panic. "How could this be..." How could Lin Qiao have found Huo Xiao so quickly? Qin Tianlang followed the two of them as they walked inside.

"I just took the young lady's pulse and discovered that it is choppy and constricted, deep and weak. While the pulse wave remains, blood circulation is sluggish, showing signs of myocardial decline and an imbalance of internal organ qi... I dare to speak plainly: I fear the young lady has been poisoned with a chronic toxin known as 'Ephemeral Bloom'." The medical officer replied with composure.

Not long after Bai Lang’s voice faded, the door was flung open. Bald Eagle and the others walked in, reeking of blood and looking rather exhausted.

In the distance, Boss Zhang gasped for air, his face deathly pale. Mental attacks are an incredibly dangerous method, and suffering such a blow exerts unparalleled pressure; even in his current state, he felt terrible.

"Zhang Xiaohu, just you wait!" Ling Xiao left behind a fuming remark and stormed off in a fit of rage.

She did not trust him. If he concealed his true intentions, she might tear up their recent agreement without a second thought.

"She couldn't kill you, so she decided to kill herself." Shentu Yue explained with the simplest logic.

Suddenly, every media reporter scrambled to raise their hands, gazing at Shen Mengqing on the stage with eager eyes, as if screaming, "Pick me, pick me!"

Yet, when Yang Cong hugged Inori once more, Ouma Shu miraculously revealed a murderous intent.

However, just as the three major regions launched a simultaneous attack on the North District, the disappearances and deaths did not cease; instead, they continued. This left the three regions puzzled.

Since his younger brother had said as much, Ye Xiong found it difficult to say anything else. As long as his brother wasn't being bullied, it was fine—though by "bullied," Ye Xiong referred specifically to matters of status and standing.

Lin Ming looked at Yeyi’s expression and could roughly understand what was going on. After all, having spent so much time with Yeyi, even if he didn't know exactly what was brewing in that cat's mind, Lin Ming could make a fairly accurate guess.

When the two collided, Lin Rui was completely suppressed, forced back step by step, while the Old Man of Yin remained composed and at ease, his left hand behind his back and a look of disdainful mockery on his face.

"Please speak, Ancestral Master..." I furrowed my brow. Although I felt some distaste, I had to keep listening.

It seemed that the Canghong Space was intended for practicing the eighth level of purgatory after mastering the Shadow-type Asura Ten Halls. Beichen had no time to explore this space now; the seven days had passed, and he still had to participate in the top-ten championship tournament.

I still have to ask: this sleep is a lifetime commitment. If she isn't sincere, I won't waste my essence; that essence is very expensive, you know.

As the group walked into the video game arcade, Wu Miao wanted to speak as soon as he saw Lin Rui, but Xie Luyi beat him to it, demanding the protection fee first.

Otherwise, how could they spend half the day strolling through the mall, only to return home without buying a single thing?

Xiao Jiulin looked at me and my master, smiling as he said to his junior brother: "See? Identical, aren't they?"

As he opened his mouth and drew in a sharp breath, boundless power was swallowed in an instant. When all that energy had been completely devoured, his Sovereign-level universe returned to its most primordial state.

I pondered this, weighing my options. Lin Ping’s nervousness was an opportunity for me, but I still had those two Yin plaques in my pocket. If they decided to search me, I certainly wouldn't be able to escape. So, I needed to think of one more thing: how to shift the blame onto someone else.