Chapter 86: Even if Something Happens to Her, This Must Still Be Counted

“Dad, didn’t I find a daughter-in-law as you asked? Aren’t you satisfied?” Even over the phone, Father Shen could hear the sarcasm in Shen Liangyan’s voice. Shen Liangyan’s lips curled coldly, his beautiful eyes void of any warmth.

“Stop joking around. Didn’t your mother find you an even better girl?”

“Didn’t you say I could choose for myself…”

Although there was a vague sense of displeasure in Feng Le’s heart, what Tian Ming said seemed reasonable. The matter with the dantian could be explained in this way—it was as if some mysterious force was protecting her. But what exactly was this power?

Zhang Xuewu was utterly dumbfounded by Ye Yunfei’s performance. Was his usual sharp tongue all for nothing?

Huang Qian intended to summon her merfolk spirit to attack as well, only to discover that the monster was also a mage, and one with an exceptionally long range. It could stand in the pavilion and bombard them from afar. Terrified, they hurriedly fled and withdrew from the battle.

“President Di, could you let Nightmoon pass?” Nightmoon, seeing that Emperor Yang still hadn’t reacted after a long while, felt more and more uneasy and finally spoke up.

After a period of rest, Liu Yunfei and his companions pressed on. Along the way, they encountered several more groups of merfolk guards, but now, familiar with their tactics, they dispatched them with ease.

During these two months, aside from helping his clansmen restore their strength, Jiang Chen was diligent in his own cultivation as well.

At the same moment, the man in yellow completed his secret technique. His treasured sword seemed coated in a layer of golden glaze as it whistled through the air toward the fire dragon.

“Open code?” The crowd was instantly stunned, exchanging bewildered looks. On the battlefield, an order to send an open-code telegram usually meant the army was about to be completely wiped out.

“It’s nothing. I just need some spiritual herbs to strengthen my body.” Jiang Chen smiled, not mentioning that he was restoring the strength of his clansmen, for fear his sister Jiang Suyan would worry. After all, restoring their strength was no simple task.

Liu Yunfei was speechless. He didn’t see what there was to be so proud of, but perhaps their perspectives were simply too different.

“No! Baby likes Mommy the most. Baby wants to stay with Mommy, not with Auntie.” The child clung tightly to Jiang Ruoya.

“So that’s why so many answers on Du Qian’s test resembled yours. She always turned in blank papers before, yet suddenly shot up to third place. Many teachers thought she was just an eccentric genius.” Huang Qin remarked.

“Aren’t you here?” With just that one sentence, Mo Xiyao made Chu Yan’s blood boil, his fists itching to prove his powerful protective abilities.

“I told you, that’s impossible. This is already my limit,” Du Qian replied.

“Heh, once she gets past the novice stage, she’ll basically have the hang of it.” After saying his piece, Chu Tian ended the conversation.

The sudden ambush plunged Black Butterfly and her two teammates into crisis. Even though Black Butterfly was cooperating with Four-Legged Lizard, the latter’s responses were sluggish. The three were suppressed by the enemy’s firepower, unable to attack, and the soldiers focused their efforts on Four-Legged Lizard.

“It’s a calamity—a true calamity.” The expressions of the spirits inside the Grand Void Armor and the other six ancient divine weapons were filled with fear, as if reliving the annihilation of a bygone era.

With a furious roar, Feng Ao stepped forward and unleashed his deadliest technique, his blade slicing through the air with lethal force at the young man in gray. Though it was a single strike, it contained forty-nine variations, as if he’d unleashed forty-nine blades, each aiming for a vital point.

Shiyu twisted her waist, stretched her arms comfortably, and lay back on the bed for a deep, satisfying stretch. Her curves strained against her body-hugging, button-up casual shirt, and with the force of her movement—the button at her chest could no longer withstand the tension—pop! It burst open.