Volume 1 Chapter 24 I Am Here on a Mission Too

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Zhang Chengfei’s heart sank; he knew that this time, there was truly no hope left. He collapsed into his chair, his face filled with disappointment.

Relying on the Immortal Essence Body’s near-instantaneous recovery of internal energy, Mo Fan formed a seal with his other hand and flicked his fingers repeatedly toward the ground beneath Chen Feiyuan’s feet.

"Hello, President Xiao!" Wang Wenjing’s sweet voice rang out from behind, and she walked toward Xiao Yunfei with a graceful, measured gait.

Seeing this, Lin Yumeng looked curiously at the Blood-Drinking Sword. True to its name, the blade was entirely blood-red and vivid, as if it were dripping with life. As the lamplight hit it, it shimmered like a flowing river of blood, rippling outward and enchanting all who beheld it.

Watching this familiar scene, a sense of nostalgia filled Mo Fan’s eyes. Back in Huanggang City, he had clung to Liu Siyun just like this. Although Liu Siyun was incredibly stingy, he had always been devoted to him.

Legend has it that when the Jade Emperor once toured the mortal realm, he dispatched many "Spirit Officials of Inspection" to accompany him, tasked with reporting the good and evil deeds of humanity to the Heavens. It is said that those born on this day are the reincarnations of these "Spirit Officials."

There was no need to taste them; a single whiff was enough for the veteran experts to furrow their brows. They wouldn't call the herbs outright fake, but they stood there, trembling as they stared at the herb slices in their hands.

The night had been peaceful, but as dawn broke and the sky began to lighten, everyone was fast asleep when suddenly, a fierce gale erupted outside the tents. A heavy, dark cloud loomed in the sky, churning with the wind as it bore down directly upon the sleeping quarters of the group.

"Mengmeng, don't worry. Even after leaving the Lin family, I can still take good care of you," Lin Qingxuan said, observing Lin Yumeng’s prolonged silence and assuming she was reluctant to leave the Lin family.

"Qiaozhen, stop making a scene. Come back with me; I really am not afraid of any bureau director," Zhang Donghai said.

Xingxing’s philosophy was that if you couldn't finish it all, just eat a little bit of everything to savor the flavor. Whenever he saw Lin Yumeng eating happily, Xingxing had always longed to take a bite, but back then, he lacked a physical body and couldn't. Now that he had one, he didn't want to miss a single delicacy.

Taking the breakfast from Guo Nan’s hands, Qin Jingsheng found a corner by a pillar and sat down.

"Creeping" was undoubtedly the most fitting word to describe Ning Yuan’s pace. Unlike other factions, he lacked the military strength to clear the scattered undead forces in his path, so whenever he encountered enemies he couldn't defeat, he would steer far clear of them, and if he happened upon ones he could handle… well, he would just steer slightly less far clear of them.

He no longer worried about potential retaliation from the "Apostle of Desire's" cohorts, for he was about to advance to Sequence 6, and the abilities of a "Faceless" would provide a great guarantee of safety.

One had to understand that Mount Black rarely bestowed titles upon demons, as doing so would dilute his own power. Neither the old white ape, who possessed the Eye of Wisdom, nor the black bear demon, who commanded the black winds, had ever received such treatment.

The next day, it was already lunchtime before Fu Yan rubbed her sore, aching waist and struggled to crawl out of bed.

"Didn't you say I could leave once someone came to pick me up? What are you trying to do, Officer?" Adaqi said with a hint of displeasure, the underlying menace in her tone causing Xu Tian’s own aura to falter.

Aigeli saw the mole at the corner of the other person’s left eye, as well as those distinct, mismatched red and blue irises.

However, it was to no avail. Zhao Hu leaned weakly against the cave wall behind him, his gaze already dimming—the look of a man who knew he was facing death.

"Father, Mother, look, I can jump and run now!" Ani said as she began to dash around the farmyard.