Chapter 24: Truly a Sin

“The sun is shining brightly, yet here I am, a cripple, forced to sit in a wheelchair and be dragged by you all the way from Beijing to this place. What a bitter fate, truly tragic,” Duanmu Zifang joked, pushing his own wheelchair, his head swaying as he laughed.

“Of course! Most of my recipes I learned from my mother,” Zhou Min replied with a smile, seated beside Li Tian.

Although Long Zhiyan was happy, matters closer to his own life preoccupied him, dimming his joy.

“Father, we’ve already uncovered who hurt Zihan. It’s someone named Adrian, and the situation is as follows…”

The secret regarding the Ascension Order lies within the Demon Arena—an opportunity not to be missed. Yet, even now, there was still no sign of Zhang Guodong.

Unless… Unless Ao Chen has also harnessed power from another world, just like the God of Chaos.

Standing outside the Sapphire Nightclub on Riverside Road, Ye Yinzhi maintained her holy and enchanting air, exuding a proud elegance above all the painted faces passing by, delivering a most powerful visual impact.

This is no joke—the Zhang Village Group’s pond is only a few hundred meters away. If that giant serpent were to break out in a rampage, the casualties could be unimaginable.

Y recalled Simpson’s earlier ramblings but, after racking his brain, couldn’t make sense of them. With a sigh, he left the fire escape, planning to return to the World Hotel Federation’s event hall to rejoin Maso and Smith.

Growing there were plants, each brimming with spiritual energy, nearly at the threshold of taking human form.

Hearing the driver’s words, Qin Ming realized he’d done something wrong and cursed himself inwardly. But glancing at Cheng Xin beside him—if he were to send a message to Yu Meixi now, right after Cheng Xin had just calmed down, her temper would surely flare up again, even though nothing was going on between him and Yu Meixi.

The stench could be detected from five hundred meters away—a nauseating odor that forced people to cover their faces with damp cloths and squint their eyes, lest the pungency overwhelm them.

“Are you coming or not?” Mu Ziyun was just hoping the other would call it quits. But Ironback shook his head and insisted on continuing; it seemed he could endure for at least half a day more.

Shennong Yiren glanced upward, and as expected, a sword came falling from above. She casually flicked it aside.

Following Zett’s instructions, Teacher Tang and Lingmei walked to the door, verified their identities, and opened it. Both stepped back to make way, and Zett seemed to appear in the room through teleportation.

Within the ochre sphere, the male cultivator gritted his teeth and spoke each word with venom. Suddenly, the sphere hurtled toward Liu Dingtian—it was an all-out gamble, using himself as a weapon against Liu Dingtian at the bottom of the earth cell.

Soul Pill shook his head helplessly, teleported in front of the succubus, and sharply tapped her neck with his finger. Her mouth instantly opened wide, forcing Gu An to leap back.

As Zhou Wutian administered the injection, those holding down Hu Yu nearly lost their grip, almost being thrown off as Hu Yu surged with strength.

Four carriages, each bearing the lanterns of their respective mansions, made their stately way toward Daxing County as if it were broad daylight. The carriage trailing last bore the lantern of Li, the Assistant Minister of Justice. Inside, Young Master Li Huan played with a jade pendant, a mocking smile curling at his lips.

The ministers present all understood: His Majesty the Demon King was using this opportunity to involve the princess in the politics of the demon race—he was likely planning to gradually cede the throne to her.

With a crisp “ding,” a white owl alighted gently, immediately followed by a black owl.

There was nowhere to hide in the break room; as soon as Xu Da reached the door, he would see him.

“If this goes on, everyone in the Gun Hall will show up for the spectacle—how humiliating!” Mo Lingfan exclaimed.

Yuan Qingwei slipped in, quickly altering her aura, following her spiritual sense to settle in a particular domain.

Jue Xi held the incense, intending to render Shen Yutan unconscious and investigate further. Yet before she could act, Shen Yutan stepped out, directly facing her, hand outstretched.

“I understand. We must still hold Cusu City. Do not panic—any oppressed soldiers and physicians are welcome in Xiyu.” Lu Rufan nodded without a trace of hesitation.

Hearing the emperor’s never-before-heard, heart-wrenching cry, Cao Fuxi was startled, but dared not delay. He hurried toward the Imperial Medical Office.

Qin Shengxing’s waist suddenly dipped, drawing him closer against Su Yiqiu; she could even feel the warmth of his body through his clothes.

Miyazaki Yuxian and Mai Sakurajima exchanged a glance at the state of the gym teacher, both frowning involuntarily.

She moaned seductively, urging him to stop, but his passion only grew. In the end, he nearly drove her to the brink of breaking.

Qingping and Lue, eyes brimming with tears, sighed deeply, then turned and walked softly to Gao Jingzong’s side, extending their slender, delicate fingers.

“So, the only option is to silence her forever?” Sima Sen’s eyes narrowed, his voice dropping ominously.

A dense force shield rose from Rachel’s body, thick and strong. Rachel, too, was a wielder of primal energy—and clearly not a novice like Fang Tian. Even more astonishing was the color of her energy.

“Let’s set out now, then. The sooner we go, the sooner we’ll return. I still have to make a trip to the Imperial Valley today!” Mo Kui replied with a knowing smile.

Cherries steadied her nerves, listening until she was sure it was quiet outside, then shifted her body, preparing to test whether she could untie the intricate bonds behind her back this time.