Chapter 30: May I Kiss You Here?

Pain surged instantly; Pei Siye felt his leg go numb and agonizingly painful, causing the herbs and the flashlight to slip from his grasp. Just then, footsteps echoed from not far away, and the snake that had bitten him slithered off into the darkness. Pei Siye assumed it was his teacher, but upon turning his head, he realized it was not.

"Are you alright?"

It was a girl in a little rabbit pajama dress. She crouched down, and only then did Pei Siye see her clearly. It was the little girl from earlier that day. In his heart, Li—

"Great-grandmother!" Hearing Itsuko’s words, Xuzi hurriedly called out to her, her sweet voice warming the elderly woman’s heart.

To Ryoko Hirosue, who was in the know, and Ren Osugi, who had guessed a portion of the truth, there was nothing unusual about this. However, for the others at the dining table who were unaware of the relationship between the young man and Hitomi Kuroki, it was quite a surprise. Essentially, they were no different from those bored spirits back home who, having nothing better to do, would sneak into morgues or lie down at the scene of car accidents just to tease the medical staff and police officers.

The detective squad members finally reacted, some grabbing his arms and others dragging his feet. During the struggle, Chen Ji took the opportunity to land a kick on Jia Qi.

During the battle last night, the vampire thralls had been nothing more than cannon fodder to block bullets; the ones who had truly inflicted casualties on Seris's legions were the vampire warriors. The Prince of Qin had traveled a long way from Shangchuan without leaving a single trace, which suggested he had brought only a small force, having snuck here quietly to rescue his consort.

Madam Jiang’s words revealed two crucial pieces of information: first, the fabric used for the pouch was something she had requested from Wu Chuanjia; second, she had not known that Wu Chuanjia had secretly made a duplicate of the key.

The two laughed silently, teasing each other, until Wei Hong finally got his way, holding her hand the entire walk until they reached the door, where he finally let go. At least in the world of Baphomet, who was immersed in what he considered to be incredibly beautiful music, this scene was not worth noting.

If not for that crystal gown placed before her as undeniable evidence, she would have truly thought Meng Fan was just making things up to coax her. Perhaps with the situation reversed, she had brought out her most powerful weapon; feeling that victory was within her grasp, the inherent arrogance in her bones began to surface.

In an instant, trillions of primordial spirits surged out from the white flame within the lamp shade, pouring endlessly into Blue Moon City.

In truth, the song was not particularly difficult, and the requirements for vocal technique were relatively low. The real ingenuity lay in the transitions between chest and head voice; it would be during the live performance that Park Hyo-min would truly be put to the test. In reality, Qian Jiangyue spent a great deal of time guiding her in this very aspect.

The Daoist of the Lamp had originally been at the perfection of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm, but at this moment, he had long since transcended that stage, his aura vaguely reaching the level of a semi-saint.

"That's right, after being so arrogant and domineering for so many years, it's time to pay the debt!" someone couldn't help but say.

However, the old man dared not retreat; behind him were the people he had to protect, and retreating would surely expose his vulnerabilities to the youth before him. Shan Wangsun couldn't help but sigh; in the blink of an eye, Gu Feng had grown so much that it felt truly incredible.

At this moment, Xue Fu's mouth hung open so wide it seemed he could swallow an arm; having heard the conversation between the two, he finally understood that the thief he had led men to arrest was none other than Ying Ziying, the King of Suppression, who stood beneath one man but above ten thousand.

She was right; these demonic monsters, whether in appearance or ability, were composed of the very things humans feared most. Seeing Lin Mu appear, the members of the three great demonic sects felt extremely uneasy, for they were now, in every sense, at odds like fire and water.

Xia Fangyuan really wanted to ask her master why, upon seeing Xia Chengyuan for the first time, she had told her to be wary of him. Yet, when the words reached her lips, she felt too embarrassed to speak.