Chapter 128: A Shattered Worldview

Monkey was a man of action. No sooner had Zhu Ganglie finished speaking than he jabbed his Golden Cudgel firmly into the Spider Demon Ancestor before him. At the same time, he silently recited a spell, a yellow cloud manifesting beneath his feet, ready to slip away at the first sign of trouble.

Yang Dong collapsed into a pool of blood. A day later, he was pronounced dead after emergency efforts failed. From that point on, the Yang and Zhou families fell into a deep freeze. The childhood sweethearts were parted; the Zhou family sent Zhou Ting to a country in Europe—partly as an exile, and partly for his own protection.

"You win this time," Danzeng Qujie growled through gritted teeth. He dared not be careless, however; he channeled his surging internal energy from his dantian like a tidal wave, determined to force the dark green poison out of his body.

"Drink something. You’ve been unconscious for two days." Liu Feng smiled, turning to ladle a bowl of fragrant broth from the iron pot on the side rack.

Sure enough, it was exactly as I had expected. When I ran to the training ground with my gear, Hu Xinlei, Zheng Hao, and a few other comrades were already standing before our squad leader, packs in hand.

Ugh! They say the mindset of those born in the nineties is impossible for people of other generations to fathom, even for Ye Tian, who was almost one of them. This wasn't just a generation gap; it was a watershed of an era. Perhaps years from now, when their generation takes the reins of the world, it will be a completely different place.

But Master Zhu did not take further action, and his aura gradually dissipated, for he had heard the voice of old man Zhu Liangxing in his ear.

She knew better than anyone that regardless of the Hundred-Eyed Stone, she could wake Kou Hong whenever she pleased. His clarity of mind was entirely within her control, and she was confident that with her methods, no one in the Kou household—Zhu Ganglie included—could spot a flaw.

"No need, I’m from Jiangning University!" After saying this, Ye Tian walked out with the hoodlums. A-Qing and his wife were so overwhelmed, whether by excitement or something else, that they couldn't utter a word.

The fiery red hair she had always used magic to manifest in the Buddha Realm was now gone. Facing only three rough men—Wukong, Zhu Ganglie, and Jiang Liu—day in and day out, she couldn't be bothered to maintain the illusion and simply revealed her natural bald head.

Li Song pondered for a moment. He had already lost face before Prince Xian today; to go back now... would indeed be inappropriate.

Ning Yu would have been better off not saying it. The moment she did, Lin Siwei was reminded of everything the Princess of Ning had mentioned earlier.

Besides, this was her first time wandering the markets of this era; she simply had to pick up a few good things.

It was not only unsafe but somewhat dangerous. She couldn't help but want to hide further away, casting constant glances toward Chu Shen.

Lin Ran’s elusive nature had worn out the patience of those who wished to pay him a visit.

It also had many secret formulas, such as how to soften oil-soaked cloth back to its original state, making it indistinguishable from ordinary fabric while remaining incredibly dense and tough.

The two had such vastly different demeanors and auras that they seemed quite distinct when viewed separately. Since this person claimed to be surnamed Qian, she didn't think much more of it.

"But what if I can't help falling asleep in class? What should I do then?" Wu Xiaotian asked.

Upon hearing this, the Sixth Princess could naturally grasp the implication. She had originally intended to humble Lin Chuyue, but in the end, she said nothing.

He absolutely could not let his second brother succeed. "Your Majesty, I lack the talent the Second Prince suggests, and I have no taste for matters of finance. I beg Your Majesty to reconsider." Heh.

Was a mother’s lifelong devotion, free of any wrongdoing, to be betrayed in the end? Had she worked so hard only to lose at the final hurdle?

The men who came with him looked at Zhou Yan’s sinister gaze with a sense of confusion, even feeling a chill run down their spines. Sensing their strange looks, Zhou Yan immediately composed himself, assuming a very serious expression.

While walking through the woods in the dark, pursued by others, there had been no time to worry about thorns. And while on the mountain, his nerves had been so taut that he hadn't felt the sting of the scratches. Only now, lying on the soft bed, did he notice the faint, burning pain of the lacerations.

Back in the classroom, the students dispersed once they saw the duel had ended without a result. Only a few remained, theorizing that I might have been talked down by Wu Dan.

I showered at the public bathhouse near home, then went to the farmers' market to buy vegetables, fruit, and fresh seafood.

"Brother, what do you think of that Azure Dragon?" Cang Jing asked casually, popping a crystal-clear, delicious fruit into her mouth.

She was like a lamb waiting for the slaughter—fragile yet stubborn. Chen Xiao leaned down and bit her neck.

It would have been fine if he hadn't come out, but as soon as he did, one of the boisterous men—a sturdy black youth—immediately grabbed his arm and dragged him toward the hospital entrance without a word.

Wildebeest dung enriches the soil, producing more grass seeds and insects, allowing the birds to live quite well, too.

If Gu Shi'an had only thought the person she saw resembled Chang Mo before, she was now absolutely certain that it was her.

Seeing the bundle on the table, a deep sense of self-reproach and guilt crossed Lu Chuxi’s eyes. The heavy atmosphere instantly drowned out his barely settled thoughts.

Just like him—hadn't he, too, endured Su Yaoyue time and again for Lanlan’s sake?

Consequently, students who performed well in the academy trials often became the focus of public attention.

The person raised her eyes to see him, spinning with a smile, before collapsing into her arms as bonelessly as if she had no bones at all.

"Don't be silly. I told you, didn't I? I will always stay by your side." After saying this, Lin Xuan felt that mere romantic words weren't enough to be truly moving, so he added a few more things.

Under the burning of those purple flames, the golden blade began to shatter inch by inch. Yet, the alien emperor’s face showed no joy; instead, deep within his cold, indifferent eyes, a hint of gravity emerged, as if he had sensed something.

As he pondered, another Meteorite tribesman behind him was struck by Garuda’s attack, screaming as he was swallowed by flames.

Compared to the thriving, progressive tribe that had just unified the island forty years ago, the Blood Scorpion Tribe had long since become a bloated, stagnant beast.