Volume One, Chapter 75: Reform

“Isn’t that reason enough?” Jiang Xiaorou countered.

Montage fell silent for a moment, then replied earnestly, “Your wish should come true soon. When the chip is decoded, I’ll go with you.”

“Really?” Jiang Xiaorou looked at Montage in surprise, her eyes alight.

“Of course. I promise you, once the chip is decoded, I’ll lead an expedition to explore the surroundings and build a city by the sea. When that day comes, I’ll go with you,” Montage said with a smile.

“It’s a promise. You can’t go back on your word.”

Li Hao, finally snapping back to his senses, struggled to suppress the burning desire within him. He closed the door and sat down in front of Zhai Fang. “Fang, you look so beautiful today. It’s hard for me to control myself,” he said, his gaze unabashedly lingering on her ample bosom.

In an instant, everyone sensed something was amiss—all eyes converged on the crystalline pagoda.

The moment I learned his name, my heart suffered a heavy blow. Yes, I realized Ye He was deeply in love with Feng Ming. My name was not as Ye He had claimed, but rather derived from the two of them.

But fifty-one cultivators were far too few, and the vast majority were only at the second tier; there were even a few disciples at the first tier, which greatly hampered the whole group.

“Heh, who’d have thought you’d be so principled, given how rustic you usually seem,” Mu Hongling teased.

Li Hao shook his head helplessly. Who would have thought that such a notorious assassin would simply disappear in a third-rate nightclub? Sympathy was one thing, but reality was harsh.

“So, may I ask, who exactly is this helper you speak of?” Lance continued to smile as he asked.

As for formations, these were all killing arrays, illusion arrays, maze arrays, and the like. There simply weren’t any arrays designed to save lives. Li Ning could only imitate Master Xuan Zhen and use a gathering array to absorb the harmful energy from Wu Xin’s body, but that was a clever workaround—there was no second such method to purge the evil from her.

“Very good.” Leng Wuchen pulled Lin Hanxi into his arms, letting her lean against his broad chest. The position was exceedingly comfortable.

She had soaked in the hot spring for a long time, not knowing where Yi Yuefeng had gone. Immersed in the water, she focused her inner energy to expel the lingering osmanthus nectar from her body.

Rivers of sweat poured from Youjian as he clutched his swollen throat, gasping hoarsely, unable to make a sound.

Wu Xue coughed up blood and cursed under her breath. After a long struggle, she finally stood up. The commander did not immediately attack, but instead looked at her with a contemptuous expression, as if mocking her overestimation of herself.

Late at night, a sudden downpour began. Tian Ya rose quietly from bed, gazed at the sleeping Luo Chenxi, and her eyes brimmed with longing.

She was naturally angry—this was far too blatant. But the man’s strength was overwhelming, and her delicate body was caught in his strong arms. No matter how she struggled, it was all in vain.

“This plot of land came to me quite by accident, like a pie falling from the sky. I didn’t think much of it at the time, didn’t want to feel I was letting my father down, so I accepted it without much thought,” I said.

As a result, not only did Heaven and Earth thank Ling Xiao, but even the power of the world expressed its deep gratitude to him.

Xia Yunjin, fuming, was just about to enter the Luo family’s gates when a bucket of water suddenly poured down from above, drenching her from head to toe.

Luo Chenxi glanced at the bright lights in the hall, a look of vulnerability and tenderness flickering in his eyes. He nodded and got out of the car.

“Card category: high rating—just like in Duel Monsters, summon giant god soldiers, mecha warriors, and other mechanical life forms. This branch does not evolve; as long as you have enough points, you can directly buy powerful cards.”

Standing before them was none other than Tian Zhen, captain of the Sky Needle Mercenaries. But compared to the imposing presence he exuded when they first met, he now appeared far more disheveled.