Chapter 42: How Will You Keep Me Company?

Xu Yu covered her face and laughed heartily. She crouched on the ground, watching the hourglass tied with icy blue ribbons, its sand trickling down through the narrow gap. The last rays of sunlight by the window flickered with dazzling red, shining into her eyes and shattering into the shapes of tears.

Xu Yu, you will soon escape from here.

She whispered silently in her heart. The resolve in her eyes enabled her to stand up...

The security guards, seeing Liu Chen’s expression, were instantly seized by waves of fear, none daring to utter a sound.

“Princess, the Marquis just suffered a cut across his waist and abdomen,” Mingzhu told her sadly.

The black-necked eagle had been drawn by the scent, only to find the thief who had stolen its egg below. Enemies meeting was bound to be especially intense; with a long cry, it swooped down. Of course, the eagle couldn’t distinguish precisely who had taken its egg—in its eyes, all those in camouflage were thieves.

As they spoke, the youths emerged from the corridor, encountering the scene head-on.

Mo Haiya’s sword attendant was struck hard by the eagle’s talons, causing cracks to appear; his pupils contracted, clearly facing mortal danger. Yet, in this moment between life and death, he managed to retain a sliver of composure.

He swung his sword fiercely, discovering his movements now felt smoother, faster, and more precise—though apart from that, nothing else changed. Was that all? Nothing more?

“The Marquis of Xiliang has returned! With glorious achievements, he will receive further honors!” Xiangyun spoke as she observed the pair’s reactions.

Yan Shiyue steadied herself before entering the hall, only to find the Fourth Prince absent. Upon inquiry, she learned he had gone to see the children.

Each of the Four Sacred Pillars carries a title ending in ‘cutter’; apart from the strongest, the Rune Soldier Cutter, the other three possess roughly equal strength.

“Now that you have a fiancé, have you considered the matter of marriage?” Jian Muxi explained with great patience.

Has the Devouring Spirit Pill been swallowed? Though no one saw the exact moment, the pill was gone! From then on, a genius was lost—once the Devouring Spirit venom is ingested, all spiritual power is wiped out, and death follows when the poison takes effect.

“What floor is this?” Seeing the floating magic core ahead, Mo Yan recalled that they were inside the Beast Lock Tower of Ling Tian Academy.

Eyes met, but Shi Jia immediately looked away, following Li Jin Yan out of the courthouse without pausing for a single second from start to finish.

He had expected to identify all the stone pillars lacking sword energy within a few months. Yet half a year had passed, and he had only eliminated two-thirds.

“My lord!” Many officers were stunned. Ilian waved his hand, and their discontent faded away. Awkwardly, they made way, though many eyes sparkled with strange light. The man in black didn’t even move a step, leisurely rubbing his wrist and glancing askance at Mira.

Shi Jia bit her lip, her clenched palm damp with sweat, the chaos in her heart making her instinctively turn her head aside.

The silver light returned to the gate, and in the blink of an eye, a green figure rushed out ahead, leaving the silver light behind.

This feeling wasn’t love, but stemmed from the most intimate contact with this man, arising naturally and involuntarily.

“What...” Mira’s scream pierced the air, and the kitchen immediately became crowded; even the drunken Green in the hall staggered over.

Qi Li struck, his subordinates struck, and the crowd surged forward. Feng Chi struck, his followers struck, and the surrounding warriors struck. So many moved, yet in just a single second, the battle was over.

Madam Sun and the others twitched at the corners of their mouths, feeling instantly disheveled. They’d always heard of causing trouble for others, but never for themselves. As for the strategies of the princess, they simply didn’t understand.