Chapter Forty-Four: Keeping Watch Through the Night

The old lady let out a gentle sigh and leaned against the bedpost. Madam Qin helped tuck in her quilt, making sure she wouldn’t catch a chill.

“Children and grandchildren are all debts in this life; as elders, we must carry their burdens for them. The matter of Second Girl’s marriage has become a thorn in my heart. If it’s not handled properly, it will affect the future of the other girls as well. After much deliberation, I finally chose the third son of the Gao family. In the past, I wouldn’t have hesitated to marry her off, but now, seeing how Eldest Girl is living... I’m truly afraid. I fear that if Second Girl suffers in the future, she’ll blame me. But the alliance between the Lu and Gao families is inevitable. If they can get along, I’ll be at peace.”

“You have a kind heart, madam. Second Miss will understand your intentions.”

The old lady seemed to set aside her worries and settled down to sleep again. “Tomorrow, I’ll know for sure.”

A shadow flickered before her eyes. As the tears fell, unobstructed, her vision finally became clear.

“Grandfather will never agree to the two of you being together, unless your background is simple enough,” Feng Yan said, gazing at the man across from him.

Perhaps Ning Xin’s despair moved the doctor at that moment. He stated directly that he could help her. As for the jade bracelet, the doctor hesitated before reluctantly accepting it.

“Master has had quite a bit to drink—he’s probably a bit tipsy. I’ll have Yan Xu escort him back to the residence,” Mu Junxuan said, glancing at him with a trace of amusement.

Though she had already become an official disciple of Zhang Daoran, Chu Yimeng still harbored a deep-seated reverence for him. This awe was plain on her face, making her expression slightly awkward. She quickly scrambled up, tidied her clothes, and bowed respectfully.

Ye Qinghuang’s heart softened as she looked at the child, fearful of being left behind. But she knew well enough—when it was time to let go, she had to let go. A child who could never leave his mother’s side would never grow up.

But they had waited here for nearly a full day and night, and all that had come were wild beasts—not a single trace of a spirit beast.

You Xizi was destined to be her disciple. Now, in You Xizi’s fate, after leaving Kunlun, the bond of mentor and disciple with Zhang Daoran had only become more apparent.

Master Fengchen’s aura was unsteady, his energy in turmoil. The scene before him had stirred his soul and resonated with his Dao heart. It was a rare moment of fate; if missed, who knew when such a chance would come again?

When they arrived home, it was already near dusk. Mu Junxuan kept everyone for dinner. Qinghe and Granny Han prepared a table full of her favorite dishes. That night, two large tables gathered together in joy. After the feast, she was so full she could barely move.

When Wu Shisheng heard the crazed howls of Wan Daoyou, he knew something was wrong. What was that Wei fellow up to, fighting with Wan Daoyou, and by the looks of it, pressing him so hard?

When the fourth white ring appeared, the battle grew fiercer, as the teams on the edge of the circle began to draw each other in.

After the Eastern Sovereign entered the ninth level of the void, countless bolts of lightning and the four great primordial forces attacked him simultaneously. Forced, the Eastern Sovereign had no choice but to hide inside the Chaos Bell.

“Uncle Wu!” Several alchemists outside quickly rose to salute him. This alchemist, Wu Yuanqing, was one of only two heaven-ranked alchemists in the Keqin Garrison’s war division, holding a position of great honor.

Zhao Lang let out a sigh upon hearing the first half of the sentence and was about to act, but stopped abruptly at the mention of Huang Ying.

Both palms rose toward the sky, and ten fingers surged in the wind, transforming into ten giant flood dragons, ten zhang long. They swung their heads and tails, roaring fiercely, their whiskers lashing like divine whips, making the void tremble unceasingly.

Usually, after an album is released, there’s a wait until fans and the general public have bought it and become familiar with the songs before promoting them on music shows. Otherwise, when you take the stage, the audience would be at a loss—even fans eager to cheer wouldn’t know what to do. Should they just stand in awkward silence on stage?

In truth, after so many years since her debut, Lee Hyori certainly knew how to get along with people. Her unreserved banter with junior Yoo Jae-joon, whom she wasn’t close to, was only because she understood Kim Jae-dong so well.

“Junior Brother, attack with all your strength!” Wan Huang shouted anxiously. Qin Feng was hard enough to deal with empty-handed; now, with the Lingyun Sword to aid him, he was even more formidable. But why hadn’t that person acted yet?

The Lord of Chu’s heart was in turmoil: This—this—how has she come here? Did I really see it right? He rubbed his eyes as he pondered.