Chapter 40: I Beg You, Save Little Dolphin

Yu Xia leaned back, attempting to evade his hand.
Oger pulled her closer into his embrace, his gaze brimming with possessiveness. "Don't touch her."
Yu Xia was somewhat intimidated by this cold sentinel. Though he was handsome, he possessed an inhuman chill, as if a cold-blooded creature devoid of emotion were staring her down. His blood-red eyes, like rubies, fixed upon her, making her heart tighten. She glanced at the creature behind him, its tongue flickering.

Qin Feng marveled at Zheng Liwan's insight into human nature. Indeed, was it not exactly so? Once the price was right, even the most loyal chef could not escape her grasp.

Countless droplets of water burst and splashed across Heiji's body. Under the lights, they shimmered brilliantly, each spark vanishing as quickly as it appeared, only for new ones to take their place. It formed a surreal, peculiar scene.

Everyone took turns using bits of scrap metal found on-site to fashion crude tools for digging through the rubble on the stairs. Mo Chen suddenly felt a sense of futility, like the old man trying to move a mountain.

Sensing danger, he pushed off the ground and leaped backward, catching a glimpse of a massive white shadow hurtling toward him.

Suddenly, someone leaked the news that "the Emperor had passed away seven days ago." The atmosphere turned turbulent, eventually sparking a massive "storming of the palace" event.

Xiao Yan stretched, pulled up a chair, and sat down. The moment his backside touched the seat, drowsiness washed over him again.

The intent of the sword vanished in an instant, but Mo Yunhai felt as if a large piece of his heart had been carved out. He spat blood, staggering two steps before regaining his footing. The nearby disciples of Butterfly Valley rushed forward in alarm to check on him, but Mo Yunhai waved them off, signaling he was unharmed.

Ever since Mother Sun began speaking to him with cold disdain, Kang Qiang had not uttered a single word. Mo Chen noticed his complexion shifting constantly, like a neon light—turning flushed with anger or deathly pale with heartache at every word Mother Sun threw his way.

"Kill the Ancestor of Inner Demons, and those demons will no longer pose a threat," Wuwang said, emerging from the Map of Reincarnation to hover beside Doom.

Beside them, Yang Yi had no time to process the sudden surge of power within him before he reached Meng Youlan's side.

The note said he was going to see a client, and she didn't want to disturb him with calls or messages. She had intended to wash his clothes and dry them, but they were gone, leaving her to amuse herself.

Fang Xiu did not know exactly what the "Outer Paths" were, but he knew that the Thirty-Three Heavens, like the Sword Sect, were rejected by both the righteous and demonic factions.

Filled with immense regret, Xishan Luochen’s aura vanished completely, and he died.

Marlin felt distressed. He began to slowly smooth out the chaotic magic within his crystal core, contemplating how to send this goblin plague away, seemingly never doubting for a moment that Renault would lose the next day.

Zhang Jianbai could see that although the disciples of the Yi Sword Sect had formed a sword array, they were still retreating steadily against the vast number of silver-armored soldiers, suffering casualties by the second.

Liu Anrou then produced a photograph and said, "This was taken of the thief a few days ago. See for yourselves."

Orlando watched as Xiaoya was led upstairs by Che Ziyu. He gritted his teeth in forced restraint and returned to the guest room.

Upon receiving the information, a flicker of proactive light appeared in Huang Yaqin's eyes for the first time; she wanted to change the situation.

Fu Chen and his party met up with Song Fengwan and Qiao Xiyan. The group sat together, and no one else could possibly intervene.

It took her several minutes to calm herself down before she opened the refrigerator to check its contents.

Ye Linghan’s words made him shudder. Terrified, he rolled on the ground and scrambled away. With only one disabled Source Energy user left in the Philippines, they no longer had the courage to provoke China. The one with the biggest fist was the master; whatever he said went.