Chapter 51: The Gate of Life, The Gate of Death

But Elder Sun would not let her go either; avenging every slight was Fang Zhiyi’s true nature. Besides, the only ones who knew that the Wuji Sect had been destroyed by her hands, aside from the Wuji Sect themselves, were now the members of the Liehuo Sect.

The Liehuo Sect and Wuji Sect once had an agreement, but even so, Elder Sun betrayed them at the last moment. Once unfaithful, never trustworthy again.

Fang Zhiyi would never ally with someone like that.

Yet Elder Sun could not be killed just yet; they had all come.

Gu Ting looked at Leng Yue solemnly, understanding that her move was meant to provide a way out for both sides. Pondering this, he said nothing more and followed Long Qing toward the inner courtyard of the Wang residence.

She could imagine that Feng Qiye and the Empress were like ice and fire—this much was apparent from the conflicts between Feng Yihan and Feng Qiye. Her suggestion to think it through might have been a reminder that, as the Evil Princess Consort, she must stand with the Evil King. If she considered Feng Qiye’s interests, she would inevitably be defying imperial edicts.

Li Wuxin hesitated briefly, then nodded and opened her wardrobe, only to see a pure white, elegant long dress laid out.

Throughout the journey that followed, Gu Meng and Guan Chen did not exchange a single word; neither even glanced at the other. The atmosphere was strange yet not strange, and the carriage continued steadily toward the airport.

“Young Master Fu said you have at most fifteen days!” Gu Meng suddenly looked up and repeated Fu Shaojun’s words to Situ Xian.

They stood frozen as the snake slithered deliberately toward them. As it drew closer, Jing Yuan grew anxious—after all, she was just a child.

Now fully awake, she longed more than ever to be by Li Wuxin’s side; how could she not rush to reach her?

He glanced at his phone to check the time, intending to call Su Meng, but it was already past one in the morning.

“Thank you for your efforts, traveling all the way to Dajin. If the two countries truly form a bond like Qin and Jin, then it will be thanks to you, child,” Empress Dowager Dou said with admiration.

As for Leng Yue, his feelings stemmed purely from care and sibling affection. In short, he could not explain why, but there was an inexplicable familiarity with her. Yet he was certain they had never met before.

I recounted how I had stolen the paper effigy of Wei Zheng, inscribed it with the birth date and time, and arranged it into a Bagua formation.

“Fangfang has grown up, hasn’t she? Even has braids now,” the father said, looking toward the water pipe. Fangfang was washing a pair of her own rubber shoes.

“This won’t do. The Canglan Merchant Guild has already revealed our origins. If the humans ever notice, it will be easy for them to trace where our support lies,” Di shook his head, directly opposing the idea.

Following Lang Hongxiang and the others into the mountains was dangerous, but she trusted Lang Hongxiang to protect them and lead them through all dangers.

A heavy, uncomfortable feeling settled in his chest—a sensation he had never experienced before. He had already returned to normal; could the teleportation have taken an entire hour? It seemed the distance was indeed vast! No wonder the middle-aged man in charge of teleportation said that ten thousand Blood Spirit Stones was a bargain.

“These are probably special forces. Their skills look decent, but they’re not truly terrifying—just a large number of them,” Yao Yuxin sneered.

Although Qiao Xuan and his companions were curious about the Cold Wind Dragon King, they dared not show any negligence. Upon entering, they bowed respectfully to the Cold Wind Dragon King.

Yang Hu and Yang Bao had been carefully trained among the elite at the Yang residence since they were ten. When the two brothers fled to the Yang estate, their family was left with only a four-year-old and a three-year-old sister. Their parents sacrificed themselves, giving the last food they had to ensure the boys’ survival.

Now his mastery of the laws had reached the fifth layer; there was no way to improve it in the short term. Besides cultivation, the primary method to increase combat power was to advance beyond the semi-domain stage.