Chapter 26: In Love

In the land of the demon race, atop an inconspicuous demon mountain, hundreds of demon cultivators bustled about, flying up and down in a flurry of activity.

With a large quantity of supplies in tow, the team began their return journey. During the trek, Lin Mu began to consider reassigning the team. After a day of observation, he had gained a full understanding of each member's performance, and it was time to make the necessary adjustments.

They were genuinely curious: why were they fighting so fiercely over mere bean sprouts?

"Don't cry, I'm fine. I just found a good place and stayed a little longer," Lin Mu said, hugging Cai Shiya tightly, his own eyes reddening.

"It seems they are indeed still alive and have already entered the ruins. Once we establish contact, we will proceed directly to take control," said Guo Wei.

The whisk was swung down violently, causing the blood-red clouds to churn chaotically, transforming into ferocious beasts that lunged toward the human realm.

Inside were suns, mountains, lakes, and rivers, yet the unfortunate reality was that there was not a trace of life to be found; the ground was nothing but a desolate, deathly silent wasteland.

But when it came to Lin Tian, things were different. As the boss, he had to take ninety percent, leaving Si Yuan with only ten percent.

Ming You slapped his hand, intercepting the meteors that filled the sky. Given his strength, he could absolutely suppress Yang Xu, but he dared not get too close, fearing the light mirror would shine into his eyes, which had forced him into a passive state of taking blows.

The most severe cases had turned completely into beasts; they walked on all fours, and aside from a few remaining human features on their heads, their entire bodies had transformed into those of wild animals.

This caused the several physicians to frown in thought. Seeing Ye Fan act in such a manner, the previously rude Dr. Qi could not help but snort, clearly disbelieving, though he said nothing further.

At this moment, the main force passed by in the distance. Chu Si vanished from where she stood in a flash; ever since she consumed the Light Spirit Herb, her speed had increased many times over.

"If the Prince dies just like this, the one he lets down isn't Yin Xue," Yin Xue said with a wry smile, the scenery before her beginning to blur.

Jinyan’s elbow was now resting on the narrow edge, and she used her free hand to pry Dong Lie’s fingers off her wrist.

The crowd shook their heads helplessly. It was clear that Huang Yue would not give up; her eyes remained filled with unwavering resolve.

The next day, Zhang Nuannuan returned to the set to film. Now, the way everyone looked at her had changed—some gazes were complex, some gossipy, some sympathetic, and others... respectful.

Her consciousness gradually blurred. Just then, the half-open window was slowly pushed wide by an arm, and a figure nimbly vaulted in from outside, walking across the soft carpet without making a single sound.

"Same old rules, I’ll take the point," Qiu Liehuo signaled to his teammates, gesturing for them to stay hidden before rolling a smoke grenade into the corridor. "Puff!" The grenade released a thick, black screen of smoke, instantly plunging the already dim fortress into total darkness.

But the question remained: if they held him in such high regard, why was Guo Xin tied up like that? Why was he restrained? Why was he treated so brutally?

I scanned the room casually. Since there were only a few rooms on the second floor, a single glance was enough to see everything clearly. Of the six rooms, five were open with no movement inside; only the room against the wall was shut tight.

"This is the first time I've ever seen someone deal with reporters like that," Makarov said with a laugh, handing a beer to Murong Chen.

It felt difficult to express. Yet, Liuxing understood one thing clearly: he had never felt such a vast distance between himself and Zhenliang before.

It was infuriatingly deceptive. The ancient scripture simply recorded the techniques for refining Qi, but lacked the techniques for utilizing spiritual power.

Precisely because of this, the two girls could not help but care about matters involving Qin Ci. However, Yu Wuxia had experienced more in life and could remain slightly more composed, while Shana was unable to contain herself. After pacing back and forth countless times, the girl finally could not help but ask Yu Wuxia.

Chu Xuan watched the old man in silence. Only when the old man's breathing grew rapid again did he nod gently. Seeing the nod, the old man let out a soft sigh, and the grip he had on Chu Xuan’s hand began to loosen.

"Are you saying we can only scavenge this little bit of profit?" the clone Zheng Zha roared in a low, resentful voice, using this as a way to express his dissatisfaction. After all, he was a captain, wasn't he? You, Murong Fang, might be impressive, but there was no need to be so disrespectful!

Wuming only hoped to protect the most beautiful and brilliant things in life: family, friendship, and love. But now he realized that even if he exerted all his strength, there were still things he could not protect. If so, was such protection still worth it? Was his persistence still of any value?

Casually opening the computer, Deputy Director Liu entered Zhang Can's ID number. The verification result was genuine, so there was nothing left to say. A person from the countryside certainly couldn't have any deep background.

Just then, Qin Ci, who was lying on the back of the Scorching Light Kirin Leopard, suddenly let out a wild shriek, his inner energy surging as if he had fallen into a state of demonic deviation.