Chapter Seventy-Nine: To Reveal or Not

After Qin Xiaomo and Chaofeng had left the Palace of Three Crossings and walked some distance, they finally regained their composure.

“I never expected that in the case of the missing women, Sixth Senior Brother would turn out to be the traitor. What should we do now?” Qin Xiaomo said dispiritedly.

“Are you thinking about whether to tell Master?” Chaofeng asked.

“Master will find out sooner or later. I’m wondering whether we should tell the others in the team. If we make this public, we’ll surely come out on top in this assessment. But for Sixth Senior Brother, it would be a devastating blow—if his will isn’t strong enough, he might never recover, or worse, lose hope entirely. Besides, he just said himself that he was coerced by the demons...”

A scene of primeval forests and sprawling mountains flashed through Fang Cheng’s mind. He guessed that Master was planning to take him on a wilderness survival expedition.

“That gesture of yours has saved his life,” Yue Jun was just coming from the inner room. Hearing Cang Jiuyou and Tianyi’s conversation, he approached with a gentle smile.

I know this might not have been his idea, but his actions have disappointed me deeply. My eyes locked firmly onto his; there was no hatred, no anger, only a smile. A smile is always the best weapon. It may not wound, but it is enough to keep your opponent guessing.

The pale sun hung overhead. Because few people ever came to the mountaintop, the snow here was a little thicker than on the roadside below. On the level ground, someone had built a snowman about a meter tall.

As he spoke, a shaft of sunlight happened to stream in through the window, bathing him in its glow. One could almost mistake him for an angel.

“If you have the courage, come with me somewhere. Once you’re there, I’ll see if you can still speak so boldly,” the Empress Dowager turned and strode deeper within.

According to the Tang plan, the indigenous population of Fusang Dao, aside from Tsukushi Island, was to be reduced to less than a hundred thousand.

Li Zhong hastily ordered the two “buffoons” to be taken away, then stood aside with his head bowed, awaiting his reprimand.

I didn’t leave; I wanted to spend a little more time with Senior Sister-in-law, to talk about Senior Brother, to talk about myself. I didn’t know whom to trust, nor who still trusted me. We had all lost our dearest ones. The difference was, she had gained respect, while I was condemned to a life on the run.

The surrounding disciples, watching this scene, all felt their scalps prickle. The power of this thunderous martial skill was terrifying—Ling Tian was surely doomed.

Fu Yingrou hurriedly snatched up her phone, while Hu Li beside her seethed with resentment. Hadn’t she just visited Fang Ao’s house once? And now she dared to act like the mistress?

The Ten Thousand Demons Sect had repeatedly made trouble for Ling Tian, seeking his death. But now that Ling Tian was strong, he would no longer let them off so easily.

With a graceful motion, she moved to capture Daji’s soul, but Yan Shiyi clung to it stubbornly, refusing to let go.

When he entered the house and saw the living room crowded with people—grandfather, father, mother, uncle, aunt, uncle-in-law, aunt, cousins—he was taken aback.

Yang Yong glanced over. That figure was so familiar, like someone important from his life, yet somehow, not quite the same.

Seeing Wu Chengyi sheathe his broadsword, Jiang Tianyi spoke up, his words heavy with gravity.

“How is this possible? My strength has actually been weakened?” Sun Yulong’s face changed dramatically. He looked at Ling Tian in disbelief, as if he’d seen a ghost.

All sides had indeed been shaken. Such an earth-shattering battle had not occurred for thousands, even tens of thousands of years. The moment the fighting began, every major power in the world was watching. Some, unfamiliar with the situation, were bewildered, but those who understood could not hide their shock.

“You overestimate yourselves. I haven’t even bothered to take notice of you,” Ling Tian said coolly.

If he accepted that check so readily, he would be exposing his own weaknesses to others.

“Yes, in fact, there is nothing so bad about going to jail. Besides, I really did kill someone.” She had already resigned herself to the consequences of smashing that bottle down. To escape from him, she had decided not to defend herself any longer.