Chapter 101: Solitary Ghost Mountain

Training Hall.

Upon hearing about the new challenge, the teams gathered, eager and ready. Qin Xiaomo was at a loss, unaware of the next step in their plan. She glanced at Chaofeng, Lu Shuling, and the others, all equally confused and desperate for an explanation. The only one who came to mind was Bai Ji—could it be they had devised a new plan without informing the rest?

Xu Zixian noticed the expressions on everyone’s faces and shared their suspicions. He leaned toward Qin Xiaomo and asked, “What’s going on?”

“Let’s walk and talk,” Qin Xiaomo replied.

She, Chaofeng, and the others headed to Second Senior Brother’s quarters to find Bai Ji. Along the way, they recounted the events of the past two days. Upon hearing this, Xu Zixian understood the need for secrecy.

Pan Weiliang mentioned that the man was a soldier, so the reserved seat must have been booked by him.

At that very moment, the Skyward Sage’s eyes widened uncontrollably, his face betraying a shock he could no longer conceal. He murmured to himself in disbelief.

“Please come in!” Upon hearing the visitor, the father took a seat beside the mother’s left, while Consort Sun sat in the main seat, speaking with grave solemnity.

His conviction grew stronger—his Lady Chang’e must have had some encounter with Ye Liangchen before, and it was no ordinary one.

Meanwhile, Chunmei and Daji both blushed deeply but watched Ye Su with intense focus.

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“I was in the Empress Dowager’s sitting room, and she said to have someone bring you some ginseng. You must take good care of your health.” The Emperor looked at Consort Sun with a joyful expression.

Under the surroundings, Ming Lei Huang contemplated how to strategize and overcome the War God’s puppet.

Pan Weiliang gazed at the chat barrage, noting someone called ‘Yan Jie.’ If he recalled correctly, that ‘Yan Jie’ appeared before in the livestream with the title [All High-Value Beauties Are My Husbands].

His complexion shifted. Raising his hand, he grabbed the feigning-dead mischievous mouse, then turned to Yun Xi and spoke.

Most astonishing were the powerful figures in the Forbidden Punishment Hell. For some unknown reason, they could see the scenes there directly and appeared terrified. Ling Tian did not understand the significance of Yuxian’s battle, but they did.

By the way, Shen Qinghong seemed unusually irritable today and clung to Su Yunliang with fierce attachment, unwilling to leave her side for a moment.

When they parted ways, Jin Yuanbao was reluctant; he also wished to go to Medicine Spirit City to rescue his father Jin Qian.

The elderly man wore a dark green robe, his face kind yet dignified, with eyes like a still pool of water.

Behind him, a series of two-inch-deep footprints remained, but Ning Zhongze had already cleaned them, making it difficult to reveal the location of the Living Dead Tomb.

If memory served, the Withered Wood Zen of the Four Illumination Divine Skill was similar to ‘Bigu’ (grain avoidance)—but it required an untouched youth or virgin to cultivate.

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In Anqing City, they were considered the elite of the elite—more precisely, the top second generation—and in the Huayue district, they had always been unrestrained.

The venomous snake had already raised its head, flicking its tongue toward her, as if ready to strike at any moment.

Shen Qinghong was gifted in array formation and currently lacked opportunities to practice. Once he dismantled the grand formation before them, they could bring a grand gift for those who came afterward.

Su Zinan was not truly worried about being outmatched by the dark forces but rather about how much Jinyu knew about the Central Plains.

He would rather shoot Mr. Sun with a crossbow on the road, but one of his subordinates was more open-minded and independently contacted a notorious gambler and thief, threatening him to steal guns from the police station to assassinate Mr. Sun.

“Gu Yi doesn’t do these things at home. He dislikes such work,” Shen Xinyi said, watching Gu Yi sweat profusely, knowing he rarely engaged in such tasks.

Of course, this restoration process was not instantaneous—the coldness invading the body would be slowly healed, a long and complex journey.

Is this Huang Zheng a monster? What kind of monster? Wei Xuanyu grew vigilant because Mo Qin cast a glance at him while speaking. Indeed, she emitted a strange fragrance—not as strong as perfume nor as ordinary as natural scent.