094. Victory Banquet

After a brief and sincere speech, the victory banquet officially began.

Lin Mi had no extra pleasantries. She had once been a corporate slave herself and knew that endless motivational speeches could never match the most direct rewards.

With the melodious music swelling, under Zhou Meiling’s assistance, Lin Mi walked to the center of the banquet hall. A tray rested in her hands, neatly stacked with thick red envelopes.

“I know you’ve all worked hard.”

Ji Yun could not simply say the word “slave” in front of those people, so she graciously gave them face.

Song Tianyan felt as though he had returned to the bewildered period of his youthful infatuation. A cultivator who reached the heart-moving stage would be consumed by inner turmoil; only by breaking through could they advance to the golden core realm.

Yao Yue watched Zi Jin and let out a helpless sigh. She felt a headache coming on. How was one supposed to straighten out Zi Jin’s temperament? It seemed they would have to speak to Chang Jie after all; otherwise she truly did not know what to do.

“Second Sister Liu, please sit down.” Fufu noticed Qian Jiyao hesitating over breakfast and handed her the chopsticks.

The Liuli Mirror was a unique material in the cultivation world, resembling one-way glass yet far more wondrous; its reverse side could mimic any appearance.

The youths from Zhulong Hall and Blood Evil Hall were arguing fiercely before everyone on the main platform above, while the disciples of Jinghong Hall already showed clear signs of being unable to intervene.

“It’s fine. I hope she can recover.” Fan Zhuo nodded slightly, fully agreeing with Jun Wuxie’s approach. They could see that Jun Wuxie treated Qu Lingyue with a special kindness born of the debt he carried in his heart.

Zi Jin and Ye Mingxuan would naturally not casually reveal secrets from their previous lives, just as they knew of the events between the Anlu Marquis and Jinhai Marquis families yet could not speak of them openly. Still, with the enemy now showing movement, offering a few subtle hints was only natural.

Ye Jing had been deeply concerned about the matter. Hearing Zi Jin’s words only intensified his curiosity; his gaze kept drifting between Luo Jian and Zi Jin.

In truth, she understood Su Junyan’s situation better than anyone else, and there was little left to be done.

He had fled, but that did not mean his elder brother would not search for him. Even when hiding at cousin Tang Qinglu’s residence, he could still be located. So what about taking refuge at Ye Feng’s place?

“Have you seen all these people?” Bai Fifi asked in surprise, for she had noticed none of them.

“Hissssss…” The three black flood dragons spat their long tongues while angrily thrashing their bulky bodies, having their heads stepped on by a “golden-haired rat” they had never regarded as worth their notice. It was an indignity they could scarcely endure.

When Tang Jingyun departed, she seemed to catch faint whispers and laughter. Not everyone could possess the talent and beauty of Group Leader Bei.

Everyone in the municipal government knew Chu Haoran served as the vice mayor’s honorary advisor and had once defeated the Devil’s Hand, so the security guards outside did not even question the taxi before it drove straight into the government compound.

The Skeleton Emperor’s second sword swept in. Its attacks were swift and rapid-fire double strikes, the gaps between them negligible. Without an instant skill such as Saint Light’s Sacrifice, there would be no time to execute it.

Had it not been for his own special nature and Brother Yan’s madness, the Doomsday Lotus Fire already present in the Tiankeng Plain would likely have been enough. Even “Tianyang Nu Lin Fire” alone would have erased him completely, not to mention the other Qu Shi.

What left Shang Hao puzzled was why the Spirit Saint had allied with the Demon Saint. Yet upon reflection, it followed the natural course of events; if he had been the Spirit Saint he might have made the same choice.

Tian Mo could not help glancing at the demon fox several times before his gaze settled on Du Jun. Though he understood the fox’s motives, he could not suppress a flicker of resentment toward Du Jun for being the one ultimately responsible on this Mount Fo.

He had fled, but that did not mean his elder brother would not search for him. Even when hiding at cousin Tang Qinglu’s residence, he could still be located. So what about taking refuge at Ye Feng’s place?

“Have you seen all these people?” Bai Fifi asked in surprise, for she had noticed none of them.

“Hissssss…” The three black flood dragons spat their long tongues while angrily thrashing their bulky bodies, having their heads stepped on by a “golden-haired rat” they had never regarded as worth their notice. It was an indignity they could scarcely endure.

When Tang Jingyun departed, she seemed to catch faint whispers and laughter. Not everyone could possess the talent and beauty of Group Leader Bei.

Everyone in the municipal government knew Chu Haoran served as the vice mayor’s honorary advisor and had once defeated the Devil’s Hand, so the security guards outside did not even question the taxi before it drove straight into the government compound.

The Skeleton Emperor’s second sword swept in. Its attacks were swift and rapid-fire double strikes, the gaps between them negligible. Without an instant skill such as Saint Light’s Sacrifice, there would be no time to execute it.

Had it not been for his own special nature and Brother Yan’s madness, the Doomsday Lotus Fire already present in the Tiankeng Plain would likely have been enough. Even “Tianyang Nu Lin Fire” alone would have erased him completely, not to mention the other Qu Shi.

What left Shang Hao puzzled was why the Spirit Saint had allied with the Demon Saint. Yet upon reflection, it followed the natural course of events; if he had been the Spirit Saint he might have made the same choice.

Tian Mo could not help glancing at the demon fox several times before his gaze settled on Du Jun. Though he understood the fox’s motives, he could not suppress a flicker of resentment toward Du Jun for being the one ultimately responsible on this Mount Fo.