Chapter 112: The Water Prison

He was about to scold, but Meng Wanyin spoke calmly, “Ming’er, go ahead.”

Ye Cangming’s expression stiffened; he didn’t argue with his mother and turned away with a cold face.

Chu Yuyao didn’t want to stay. Meng Wanyin had already woken up and taken what was needed—there was no reason to linger.

Who knew what that wretched man might do to her?

Glancing outside at the late hour, she thought staying the night wouldn’t hurt, so she followed.

She had barely taken a few steps when a thought struck her.

If this token truly held some hidden secret, then by dispelling that veil of mist, she could glimpse what lay concealed beneath.

Having reached the Divine Union Realm by virtue of his formidable skill, Yan Wufeng had successfully become the head of the Yan family. Yet, both Yan Yewu and Fang Yanting’s father had fallen on the battlefield beyond the borders, fueling Yan Wufeng's hatred toward Fang Yanting. The peak power was beyond him, but surely he could deal with a mere bastard.

Last year, her lover had been promoted to deputy general manager at Baisha Petrochemical Company in Xiangnan. Unwilling to miss this chance, he accepted the post.

“It’s only the Xiao Mansion! I know where you went!” Zhou Yuming said coldly, not even sparing her a glance.

People can make mistakes, but blood ties are never to be severed, for they are the warmest things in the world.

A sudden storm of pear blossoms blocked the path ahead. The lead wolf let out a furious roar and swiftly rolled to the right. As the final trace of vital energy brushed past, it charged at Zhang Mochen once more.

Seeing such skill from that person, Geng Long was naturally startled. Considering the move, it was clear the other intended harm. Geng Long summoned his five-finger formation, ready to strike at any moment.

Xue Yue and the others were playing when a sudden shout echoed. Then three or four men in black burst in, attacking Geng Long without a word.

“Honored guests, we’ve arrived at our destination. Please follow me off the ship,” Captain Gamma greeted warmly.

Though three days was insufficient for mastery, it was enough to roughly organize one’s thoughts.

After Tao Ran’s adjustments, the recording device’s volume was so low that only the three inside the tent could hear. Yet even so, General Cheng and his son shuddered with raised hairs.

“The young master was tailing a man who once visited the Baichen Tower to buy a map. He wore a dark yellow brocade robe, appeared about seventeen or eighteen, and likely hadn’t reached Foundation Establishment. The young master sensed a great secret on him, so he ordered us to follow and prepare to kill him to uncover this secret,” a henchman explained.

“Sorry, teacher.” Cheng De released Gongsun Chao’s collar, bowed to Gongshuban, and resumed mixing cement.

Bu Yangniang initially thought someone sought to establish kinship with them. After all, news of Bu Yang becoming a general had spread to the Fan family village. Even distant relatives with no prior contact showed up hoping for favors.

Nong Qixun reluctantly complied. With his hands over the Empress Dowager’s silk garments, he began probing and massaging acupoints on Song Su’s legs, employing every technique of squeezing and kneading.

With a heavy stomp on the floor, his body—like a fierce tiger—lunged toward Tang Yu.

Suddenly, the thousands of heavy water figures previously formed began to show distinct faces.

This was to prevent unknown enemies from using enhancement buffs or healing skills.

“But the Nine Phoenix Sect’s copy of the Mysterious Light Classic has been lost. Why does he still come to the Nine Phoenix Sect?” Leader Ye asked in puzzlement.

In her past life, she had not cultivated and was only poisoned and frightened away. Who would have thought that in this life, she would be poisoned to death outright?

“If that’s the case, neither the lower nor the higher levels of the Ten Thousand Poison Gu Tower will be safe. Let’s break out!” As Meng spoke, his figure flashed five or six meters away, dispersing the toxic substances surrounding the stone chamber with his dream shadow whip.