Chapter Forty-Four: Bai Yue, Who Still Sees Long Xingyu Through Rose-Colored Glasses

Bai Yue looked at Bai Haochen with gentle affection, her face alight with a joyful smile.

"Mom."

Bai Haochen threw himself into Bai Yue's arms. Bai Yue bent down and lifted him up. Bai Haochen blinked, his long lashes fluttering twice as he asked Bai Yue curiously, "Mom, who is that?"

Seeing the unfamiliar face of Long Xingyu, Bai Haochen's eyes were full of resistance. He disliked it.

The treacherous gorge made Shi Ye's private estate a fortress, easy to defend and hard to breach. To prevent unwanted guests, they had painstakingly remodeled the terrain, blocking every prying gaze and suspicious movement from outside.

Jiang Yunqing had no intention of getting involved with Lin Antang's affairs, not wanting to draw attention. She led Wu Hai to leave quietly, but as she heard the voice, she suddenly froze, her gaze sharp as she looked toward the entrance.

Everyone in the cultivation world knew that wherever a radiance spilled over the sky, it meant either treasures of heaven and earth, or a secret realm about to emerge.

In an instant, deprived of his soul's support, Harry became a vegetable, his body swaying before collapsing limply onto the sofa.

As for the Yu family, ever since Yu Wei returned from abroad, she hadn’t gone back. She felt there was nothing interesting at home—just her father or her mother.

Just as Meng Shaoning finished speaking, shouts and screams erupted outside, followed by a sudden explosion. Firelight engulfed the temple entrance.

She was a truly fierce woman; anyone who dared offend her would soon find her at their doorstep, crying, yelling, threatening suicide—there was nothing she wouldn’t do.

Their cultivation was the way of the sword; their achievements in swordsmanship determined how far they could go, and what their future would hold.

The phrase "family of three" echoed once more in their hearts. Yu You’s cheeks flushed, her mind racing, and she walked straight onto the road.

At the start of the month, she busied herself packing up small things, directing Wen Shang, while Ye Liuer helped nearby.

It was, after all, their first meeting. They knew nothing about each other, and to invite someone into their own clan so boldly—was that really wise?

This information was not good news for Li Dalong’s mission, since he had to hunt down the Demon Clan. But as he pondered, a daring idea took root.

"You called the police?" Wang Xudong frowned as he listened to Guo Yu, thinking carefully as he asked.

"So what are you planning?" Rong Tang asked. Surely you don’t possess some longevity sect skill that could heal crippled legs, do you?

Honestly, Li Yalin was the sort of ninja whom Mitarashi Anko had never met before, especially with that unfamiliar face—it made her feel uneasy.

King Kong previously refused help from super-powered healers, because he knew Chen Qi would want to see him once the mission ended.

Truth be told, at first I didn’t recognize what kind of monster this was. Its body was muscular, which is typical of classic goblins, but its face and some features were insect-like.

Upon hearing Master Hengyuan, the Tang family—Tang Lie, Tang Yun and others—were overjoyed. Clearly, Hengyuan’s early arrival and the Tang family’s offerings were not in vain; the master was showing them favor, even if it was just a word.

Yun Chudai found his appearance somewhat bizarre, yet his reasoning seemed sound, so she dared not act recklessly.

The monk gasped for breath, forcing his eyes open, desperate to see the owner of those feet before his death. Only then might he survive.

As long as they won all three singles matches, they would claim the championship—or win two, then proceed to a tiebreaker.

Lin Feng cursed Gu Zongyi inwardly. If they were elsewhere, Lin Feng would have dared to challenge Gu Zongyi one-on-one.