Chapter 36

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The most terrifying thing was that even death brought no release. They would have future lives, and in those lives they would continue their destined bond, only to meet the same ending again: unable to be together, loving yet unable to remain together, doomed to tragedy.

The last grain of sand slipped through the hourglass, yet Zhao Meiyi still did not awaken from her enlightenment.

On top of that, Cheng Nuo urgently needed money because of certain secrets that could not be revealed to too many people. As a result, the three task-obsessed lunatics were often assigned together. With the atmosphere so awkward, it was best to settle things quickly and go their separate ways.

A deity and a demigod were two different concepts. A half-lich and another half-lich were also two entirely different things. Since his half-lich mentor had existed for more than three hundred years longer than he had, the lich who had only just tentatively stepped across the threshold tried his best not to pay attention to the magical currents that had been solidified in an instant.

Even biting his tongue several times did no good. Ye Wutian still could not stop his wild imaginings. He had been utterly unprepared for this scene.

Even if his soul fragment would not, as the fan writers of that children's series had speculated, merge with his main soul and strengthen its power and will, Alex would not, out of caution, allow an enemy to obtain anything of value—not even if the chance of his recovery was vanishingly small.

Then, in his dream, he saw his parents again, the ones who had accompanied him as he grew up, until the scene of their being killed by Ling Aotian appeared once more.

A kingly aura was a mysterious blessing of Heaven and Earth’s fortune. It differed from the kingship achieved through cultivation. A cultivator who became a king was a king of a particular realm, whereas a true kingly aura was a mysterious destiny bestowed through the faith and aspirations of countless living beings—a kingship acknowledged by all.

Its long ears swayed from side to side. With white fur and red eyes, it was no bigger than a child’s fist when curled into a ball.

Watching him from afar, Feng Wan stopped without realizing it. She looked up at him, never once blinking.

As for the Ghost Immortal, his entire body was wrapped in a mass of black mist. He remained hidden in the darkness, very difficult for anyone to notice.

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“Wife, why don’t you move out and live with me?”

Though they were already married, he still had to endure living alone. What married couple got married without living together? Perhaps they were the only ones.

I sat down to eat and casually turned on the television. I switched to the local channel, and by coincidence, it was broadcasting a report about the Bliss Building.

“Break up with her, and fire her from the company. Then I’ll pretend none of this ever happened. We’ll live our lives as we always have,” Xia Qingyang said.

Ye Min’s eyes moved back and forth among the five men before finally settling on the twenty-five-year-old. “You’ll do.”

The man’s features were handsome, though not really the type she liked. Twenty-five was also Ye Min’s limit, but considering the purpose of today’s outing, she chose him anyway.

When he saw her nod, the man in black smiled again. He reached up and pulled his face covering into place, then turned to face Mr. Luo and the others as they emerged.

The real party supplies had not even been brought out yet. Tian Qing rummaged through his Doraemon-like magic bag. Heaven alone knew how much he had bought that day.

Ye Zichen smiled. “I was only saying it. How could I possibly have the ability to start a business on my own? It’s enough for me to rely on my sister for food. But are you going or not?”

He would never foolishly leave this place. That was not entrepreneurship; it was getting away from Ye Min. A deal like that was not worth taking.

As soon as he returned, the servants of the Xue residence came forward to congratulate him. He thanked them all the way along.

“Yes.” This time Zheng Tianming did not hang up. He spoke directly to Lu Qi, conveniently allowing Han Zhuoli to hear as well.

“Hello, hello. I’m Zhang Wei, and I’m a lawyer.” Zhang Wei’s manner was even more formal and deferential. He bowed to Richard and extended both hands for the handshake. It was not mere flattery; in the workplace or in business, such a gesture was generally meant to show greater sincerity.

“I heard carnations are given to mothers...” Zhang Yao blurted out, almost as if possessed.

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Han Yuan gave a soft laugh and spoke. Xiao Yi might not have had particularly high cultivation, but he often managed to perform astonishing feats.

She went inside, took a shower, ate breakfast, and then plunged into the bedroom, where she slept soundly for an entire day.

Since that was the case, how could Zhang Yao be certain that his world and his life had never been altered in this way? Apart from Liu Ruoxin, perhaps other reincarnators had already entered this world as well. He was Reincarnator Number 00001, but by the time Liu Ruoxin appeared, the number was already 00009—seven people stood between them.

It was not enough that they had been completely annihilated. Their base had even been seized by someone else. Was that not an enormous joke?

“Everything depends on human effort. If you can obtain the title of Provincial Graduate, you will not be much inferior to him,” Lü Anping said, offering words meant purely as consolation. In truth, both of them knew that Cheng Jinzhou had already surpassed them by far. Even in their own family, an astrologer was someone who could never be treated lightly.

Just then, a noisy crowd of children came rushing in from outside. Every one of them wore new clothes and looked unusually neat and spirited compared with usual.

Yet what surprised Cheng Jinzhou was that people really did come forward to apply despite knowing there would be no wages, simply because the position would provide them with enough food to eat.

Ying Ji looked up, his face streaked with tears and mucus. Mi Yue held a handkerchief and lovingly wiped away his tears bit by bit. Ying Ji let his mother wipe his face, looking just like a child.

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