Chapter 43: May I kiss you?

Yu Xia was still somewhat dazed while soaking in the water. It felt so wonderfully comfortable that she felt as though she were about to drift off to sleep again.

During these past few days spent in the contaminated zone, both her body and mind had been eroded by the corruption, relying entirely on her meager spiritual power to hold on.

Having slept for three days, her overdrawn spiritual power had finally recovered significantly in a positive direction.

She swam unconsciously in the water, completely unaware that a crowd of people had already gathered around her.

"Her alienation level has reached grade five, truly—"

Following the appearance of Sima Zhengze, first came the physical body of the Medicine King, then the Asura Immortal King, and now Luo Tianming had also become an Immortal King... Those with a keen sense of smell had already noticed that the geopolitical landscape of the world was undergoing a drastic upheaval.

Even knowing that she was harboring schemes in her heart, since she insisted on gambling with me, I had no choice but to play along.

My sudden slap and the abrupt shift in aura caught the Crab and the few blond-haired youths sitting by the slot machines off guard. For a moment, they stood frozen in a daze, finding it hard to believe that the previously goofy guy had suddenly become so formidable.

In their minds, I had long since been established as a ruthless character. Even if they were given a hundred times their courage, they would never dare to put on airs in front of me.

"I am not worried about their alliance. Given the might of a Saint-realm physical cultivator, no matter how many frail spell-cultivators link together, they are no match for me," Dian Feng said softly, though a trace of worry still lingered on his face.

When the dazzling light pierced through the gaps in my eyelids, I knew for certain that I was not dead; I was still alive, and moreover, living quite well. Even my injuries had healed, and my entire body was brimming with strength.

Hesitating for a moment, the man seemed to realize he had spoken out of turn and looked somewhat embarrassed.

This oppressive atmosphere inevitably sent a chill down my spine. At the same time, I noticed Sophie, sitting on the sofa, making frantic facial expressions and constantly shooting winks at me.

Although the secluded martial arts families existed within the reality of the mundane world, the laws were completely useless against people like them. If the Quan family and the Lei family were pushed to the extremes and truly used military might to sanction the Su family, it would spell absolute doom for them.

The instant I heard those words, a tremor went through my heart. I clenched my fists tightly, feeling an indescribable sensation deep within.

After finishing our meal, I bid farewell to Fatty Wang and hailed a cab back. I decided to leave the rest to time; I believed time would give both Fatty Wang and Feng Lili a proper resolution.

Unexpectedly, Tang Zixi and Mo Li led the forces, boarding the Violet Thunder Divine Warship and heading towards the direction of the Spirit Mountain Divine Temple. They were intercepted by the Vajra piloted by Li Su, and the two sides immediately clashed.

I had originally planned to return to the estate for a short rest after leaving the Wei residence. The warm breeze truly tended to make one drowsy, but the moment I lifted the curtain of the sedan chair and beheld the full pond of lotus flowers with their lush green leaves, a sudden wave of vitality washed over me. I ordered the bearers to stop the sedan and stepped out from behind the curtain.

"Kou Yulong, which of your eyes saw us using divine arts and mystic techniques?" the second senior sister demanded loudly.

"Then what are we waiting for?" Brick rushed down first. Just as Cheng Yufei had described, upon hearing the commotion, three or four foreigners dashed out from inside the house, armed with machetes.

Everything seemed to have come to light. Elder Mo hurriedly dispatched men to capture Zhang Tianhe, but the returning scouts reported that Zhang Tianhe had already fled the Jade Immortal Sect, and no one knew where he had gone.

In his youth, Zhao Ji had also aspired to accomplish great things, only to have his vision blinded later on by these deceitful Daoists and treacherous subjects.

He Lang rarely heard Lan Yun express such sentiments. In He Lang's heart, Lan Yun always maintained a disdainful attitude toward everything, forever brimming with confidence. Sometimes, He Lang was influenced by this as well—though, of course, he believed his own inner self was equally invincible.

"Acting on your own accord—where was the need for you to harm yourself just to protect me? If I cannot even protect you, how can I protect this great Han empire? You are not allowed to act arbitrarily again!" Seeing her force herself so hard that day, watching her smile through the pain and seeing her sway on the verge of collapse for a fleeting moment, he had already been filled with overwhelming self-reproach.