Chapter 61: The Ultimate Winner

“A devil is still a devil. What would he know about karma or reincarnation? Utter arrogance.”
“Strength should indeed be respected, but it must be used on the righteous path. If it is channeled into wickedness, one will ultimately reap bitter fruit.”
“Those who walk different paths cannot work together.”
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Ye Cangming appeared entirely unconcerned, even yawning lazily, his dark-gloved fingers tapping lightly on the armrest.
Yet his gaze brushed over Chu Yuyao, half-challenging, half-unfathomable.
After these words, Ma Zhenzhen also realized—her eldest brother had almost certainly intended to keep that medicine for their mother.
Counting both her lifetimes, she was over forty years old, nearly fifty if rounded up. With so little time left as it was, how could she still fall for such crude provocations?
Still, she couldn’t help but be curious. According to the story’s opening, Qian Renxue had likely infiltrated the palace at nine years old, replaced the fourteen-year-old Xue Qinghe that year, poisoned the second prince, and then drugged the third prince the following year.
If he could spar with these spirit beasts in the pocket realm, his combat skills would improve by leaps and bounds.
Although there were miraculous methods like the Faith-Binding Immortal Gu to enforce oaths, it was best not to rely on them unless absolutely necessary.
As a friend, Shi Wan didn’t believe her relationship with Wen Qi would last, but she wouldn’t say much. The thing she told Ji Xian most often was, “You still have me. I’ll always support you.”
Yet he himself had to put on the appearance of caring for the people: setting up porridge kitchens, distributing coal briquettes, and even shoveling snow in person if necessary—all the while professing to hate the Yuan Dynasty for bringing such disasters and expressing heartfelt concern for the people.
Even in the face of Ye Yun Yun’s utter indifference, his attitude remained pleasant. He put the cheese stick back in its wrapper and unwrapped a lollipop instead.
When Uncle Dumb pulled five eggs from the second chicken coop, both Jin Shi and Lian Yunsheng realized something was wrong.
Zhu Biao laughed, followed by those who flattered the crown prince, and even those who disliked Ma Zhenzhen couldn’t help but laugh.
“It’s not against the rules, but since others use their intermediate items in the second round, what am I supposed to use in the first?” Iona asked in surprise.
From a detached perspective, that was indeed the case. Negotiation is all about handling heavy matters lightly, and Lin Kane had accomplished precisely that.
Now they regretted it; though they were in the medical team, their training was harsher than that of the soldiers outside, making them deeply frustrated.
In the Juba press office in South Sudan, Weng Hua sat at his daily work. As the head of the bureau, his duties were mainly supervisory. Upon hearing that Weng Hua was discharged from the hospital, Su Li returned to the office to see him.
“Don’t be reckless.” Beside her, Qian Sang couldn’t see, but knew that Ming Mei’s so-called “last straw” had arrived—Ming Mei was furious.
What surprised Wanwan even more was that Wang Kun, instead of playing games or sleeping at home, busied himself with cleaning and cooking. He seemed to have a keen interest in food, often going to the market himself to buy ingredients and then preparing meals with great care during his breaks.
Ouyang Haoxuan immediately put on gloves and a mask, went over and opened the box. Inside were three glass tubes, each filled with black-red blood.
The Carefree Valley was where Lin Kane’s kin had once been settled. Hearing the name made his heart tremble with excitement. He mustered his courage, stepped forward, and began to explore the area with his spatial projection.
The sword orb and blade orb clashed violently, as two figures arrived as expected and engaged in a fierce battle.
But now, Kobe’s comparison of Tian Yang to himself was different. He held Tian Yang to the highest standards, believing Tian Yang could meet them—otherwise, he would have simply said, “Well played,” and left it at that, without bothering to point out Tian Yang’s flaws at such length.
On one hand, the parliament dispatched special forces to attack Gui Pu, using the spectacle of bloody conflict to draw public attention and maintain temporary stability. But war cannot go on forever, so, relying on information provided by Ge Yu, they discovered an ideal alternative to capture the public’s gaze—Fang Fang.