Chapter 36

"Enough, Anuo. For over a decade, you haven't bothered to ask about them; why pretend now to play the role of a mother?" Zi Qianhua shouted, his expression cold. He knew that Ling Feng could not forget what had happened all those years ago, and for him, the word "mother" could only stir up painful memories.

Li Fan thought to herself that this was perhaps unavoidable. Sometimes she was the same, too busy with her career to care for her own loved ones.

However, her eyes betrayed her. It was clear her words didn't match her heart; she must have been nursing some other sorrow that made her cry.

A sudden, unintentional pang of sympathy flickered in his heart, and his scorching rage subsided significantly. Finally, he slowly moved his hand away from her face.

This... what was going on? Could they have been wrong? Was this a fake tomb? A series of questions flashed through Dong Fei's mind.

Indeed, what parent would not want to see their son make a name for himself and achieve great renown across the continent?

"Why is Miss Yin here?" Tang Qin had heard the conversation between Yin Yueying and Tang Aofu earlier, but since she was playing the role of an "ordinary person," she had to act accordingly.

Hearing Tiger's relentless flattery, Zilong found it somewhat amusing. He wondered if Tiger had accepted the challenge only to avoid losing face, or if it truly possessed the power of foresight. Thinking this, Zilong cast a strange look at Tiger.

This was Guan Yace's first time setting foot in the Big Dipper Sect. Everything he saw felt new to him, as this was the environment where Tang Qin had grown up.

Gao Yi knew that even though Xun Yu was devising strategies for Cao Cao, he always considered himself a minister of the Han Dynasty. He would serve whoever held the Emperor in their hands.

"It's nothing major. She just complains of headaches from time to time. Dr. Ma said there's no clotted blood in her brain, just a swelling from the fall, and we have to wait and see if it subsides on its own."

She was also aware of Nanny Cai's illness; to put it bluntly, it was unclear if she would even make it through the year.

There were not many hidden corners in the park. Some people had sharp eyes and could find good spots to hide their belongings, while others were not so fortunate.

"Village Chief, it's my fault for not keeping my wife in check today. Why don't you go have a word? We will pay for Su Yueyue's medicine. This is a family matter, after all; it wouldn't be good to make a scene and hurt the village's reputation."

"However, the house that burned down had been growing for many years. It is exceptionally sturdy and intelligent, and it understands my heart," she said, mounting the cauldron and signaling for Roger to climb on.

The paper crane flew and landed at the gate of a vast estate. A plaque with the words "Purple Bamboo Garden" in gold characters hung above, the main gate tightly shut.

Daylight had broken, yet black clouds still hung heavy, like an unshakable gloom shrouding the prosperous capital.

Qin Shuo flicked his sleeve, and a shimmering golden flying boat shot out. He stepped onto it, followed closely by Li Yang and the others.

But in class, every trainee except for her had received praise. How could she possibly build any self-confidence under such circumstances?

Now, he fought entirely for the country, and Wuxin had formed new ideas, which he expressed with courage.

"Focus on driving." Seeing Mao Daxin glancing into the rearview mirror repeatedly, Jiang Qiao couldn't help but remind him. After all, they were on a mountain road, and Mao Daxin's distraction was a reckless disregard for everyone's lives.

However, Zhou Ran eventually dismissed the idea. After all, she had too much on her plate and no time to learn the art of disguise, which clearly was not a simple skill.

The Crown Prince wondered what his Imperial Father was plotting, praising him so unexpectedly—it didn't fit his personality. So, he put on a facade of a smile hiding a dagger.

"This... who all will be there?" He had wanted to refuse, but thinking about how long it had been since he and Hao Ge had gathered, he decided not to, even though they slept in the same dormitory and rarely spoke.

They had looked like normal people, merely zombies in spirit. But once struck by the Holy Light, it was as if their disguises had been stripped away; their flesh began to slough off, yet they would not die.

Li Yu was quick-witted, and thinking of this, his expression grew even more resolute. Under the gaze of the crimson-clad boy, he did not retreat.

He recalled his experiences in the Seven-Star Palace once more and finally understood: all the trials in the Goose-Watching Palace were meant to teach one how to transition from having a body to being bodiless. The method to reach this state was to tear down the wall of the "heart" that separated the inner from the outer, allowing one's "Taiji" to return to the "Taiji" of the universe. If there is no human body, how can there be any plight?

Wang looked back and reminded the many sailors. As his words faded, only a few afterimages remained where he had stood, and Wang himself had vanished.

Next, Huantian summoned the ten people who believed in him most deeply, based on the strength of faith he had sensed earlier. The moment the scenery shifted, these ten found themselves on the platform and gasped in astonishment. However, upon seeing Huantian, they immediately fell to their knees in worship.

Since even her own father stood by and watched as her followers were mistreated, why would anyone else be willing to exhaust their internal energy to help her save someone?

Outside the coffee shop, sitting on the branch of a large tree with his back against the trunk, Sifang gazed at the sky, lost in thought.

Or, to put it bluntly, had Locke fallen during the Interdimensional War, the damage and losses he would have caused the Wizarding World, directly or indirectly, would have been unimaginable.

The Holy Maiden sat in the Holy King's Hall, holding a shuttle-shaped magic treasure that flickered with faint energy fluctuations. She was staring at it blankly, but when she saw Tu Ming appear, she grew flustered and quickly hid it away.

"Short-term grief can make a person stronger, but long-term grief causes one to lose their faith. I have always known what my goal is! I have never forgotten it!" Lin Yu said sternly.

Ye Yang remained silent, though his expression softened slightly as he nodded, accepting the apology.

A massive roar from a beast suddenly stirred up ten-thousand-foot waves. For a moment, the sea area felt like the end of the world; black clouds blotted out the sun, thunder and lightning raged, and rain poured down. Amidst the torrential downpour, a colossal creature burst forth with a thunderous crash.