Chapter 25: The Arsenic Mirror Experiment (Three Chapters Combined)

Suddenly, all the giant spiders attacking the ice wall retreated in unison. In the blink of an eye, they had vanished, standing more than a dozen meters away, watching with predatory intent as a dark, dense mass that filled the entire tunnel.

"That old Japanese dog is truly troublesome. If only Ouyang were here," Wang Linfeng muttered, her mind racing as she searched for a way to trip him up. At the same time, she cast a freezing spell, turning the sea surface near the old man into ice once again.

Suddenly, pain struck again. Rong Jing furrowed her brows, forced to consider her own dire situation.

"Damn it, is this meant to make us kill each other? Should I agree to his terms?" Leng Lingfeng sighed, speaking to himself.

Donald’s eyes widened, the muscles in his face twisting violently, but he shook his head, sighed, and closed his eyes.

"I had already stationed troops in the kingdom to prevent foreign invasion while I was away, but..." The King of Liuli frowned, leaving his sentence unfinished.

"Qiqi, do you really not remember this place?" Liuli asked calmly, neither stopping nor looking back.

Hanyuan had somehow shielded the priest, and all the black light had converged into a massive stream. One end of the stream clung to the priest's neck like a leech.

"Teacher, please don't be offended. I am not blaming you on his behalf, but as your student—as a friend to both of you—I beg you to save him." Seeing the pained and aggrieved expression on Zhang Lan's face, he hurriedly explained.

Finally, people arrived—Ni Shan and Tao Fengqian. It turned out that after Qin Fenghuang began her summer vacation, she first went to Hong Kong. Seeing that Tao Fengqian had managed the café with such efficiency, she was pleased and invited her to visit Lanbei, where the Canadian summer scenery was beautiful.

Ever since she had deduced the truth behind Ling Xiao’s departure from the Hidden Immortal Sect through roundabout means, Miaomiao had instinctively felt a distaste for everyone belonging to that sect.

Noticing that Mu Zhiqing was alone and that Mo Tongqin was nowhere to be seen, a flash of confusion crossed Mo Huayue's eyes.

Master Ma lay on his bed, eyes slightly closed, his mind filled with a thousand thoughts. The next day, ignoring the advice of those around him, he got out of bed and summoned the family butler, ordering him to prepare gold, silver, valuables, antiques, and paintings.

Mu Fengxi’s butterfly-shaped light glowed with a blinding intensity. Based on Gu Yeheng’s past experience, such brightness indicated that she was on the verge of an outburst.

Xianglin, however, did not care much. For ninjas of their lineage who practiced the Strength Enhancement technique, this was merely basic procedure.

Chen Gang immediately replied, "Director Lu, you are being too formal. How could I possibly ask you for money? Wouldn't that be extortion?" Lu Xiaojing asked, looking confused, "Then what do you want?"

From that day on, Dr. Qu spent his time with Jiang Li openly, staying in Jiang Li’s tent for the majority of the day.

After reporting the details to the police, Li Qianfan left the station and headed toward the location he had agreed upon with Jiang Li.

Mist swirled, and a blond man appeared within it. His sculpted features were sharp, revealing a cruel and bloodthirsty nature. His robust body was completely naked, showing off his long legs and the unmentionable parts in between as he walked slowly out of the fog.

Seeing those items being moved away, Yun Wanning concluded that Lady Yun must have found a solution, so she stopped worrying and turned her attention to Yun Wanyao.

Not to mention Yun Wanyao, even Yun Wanye was left completely bewildered by Mo Yuanlin’s actions.

What Shiyan found strange was that, given Shen Wang’s nature of never letting even a feather pass without plucking it, he had actually just broken the sword like that?

A mu of land produced only a little over a hundred catties of grain a year. Even if they were ruthless and hired laborers to farm, taking half the harvest, getting fifty or sixty catties per mu would be considered good. The imperial court was actually offering eighty?

After Peng Xin spoke, others followed, saying she was excellent and conscientious, though some remained silent, avoiding her gaze.

These words were highly pleasing to Yun Zheng. His gloomy mood instantly improved, and he reached out to clasp Lady Yun’s slender waist, though his words remained sharp as ever.

"This money must be paid by those who owe it. No one can take from me without permission. Whatever they have taken, I will make them return it tenfold!" Qin Xiao’s authority was overwhelming.

A plant with brown and white coloring, its buds shaped like lanterns, grew hugging the ground.

Of the four tables, this one was bare. The bed was the same—one was empty, specifically the upper bunk on the left. The locker was also the same: three were locked, and one stood open.

Because those people knew very well that once someone from the Ninth Division was provoked, their entire base would be wiped out in one fell swoop.

It was unclear who kept spreading the news, but like the tolling of the bells at Chengtian Tower, it struck the falling snow in the air again and again.

Yet, the assassin could not fathom how he had been discovered. With his abilities, he was nearly invisible, and his movements were silent. How could he have been detected?

"Yuling, I’m here," Qin Yilong said softly. But Xie Yuling was sleeping, her beautiful eyes fluttering slightly as if she were dreaming. Her once dark, lustrous hair was beginning to wither, and her delicate, fair face had become gaunt, even frightening.

Suddenly, one of the young scions noticed something in the air before him. Although invisible, he was certain something was there. The occasional distortion of the air told him this was no hallucination.

Su Fan felt a headache coming on. Holding his sword, he stood for a long time, unsure whether he should put it down.

Luo Ji seemed to sense something. He looked at Su Fan with trepidation, then nodded in silent agreement.

The next day, as a ray of sunlight shone through the window onto Ye Feng’s face, he awoke.