Chapter 122: Confession

Gu Zhu had actually always wanted to tell Xie Lin about the space and the plot. They understood each other too well; she knew she couldn't hide it forever, nor did she want to. As for the matter of safety, in Gu Zhu's view, if Xie Lin could not be trusted, then there was likely no one in this world who could be. The reason she had not spoken until now was not out of hesitation, but because she was carefully considering how to phrase it. Gu Zhu did not intend to tell him everything.

Shangpin Yu grabbed the car keys gleefully, saying, "Don't worry, I promise to drive you back to the company steadily so everyone can see that Yu Feng has recovered and been discharged, and is ready to go wild with them again." After saying this, he chuckled foolishly to himself.

"An omen from the heavens—I fear a great upheaval is coming to the mortal realm, and perhaps the entire Six Realms," Xuanyuan Yu said, his brow furrowed with worry.

Liu Ling hurriedly picked up the Ice-Clear Sword from the ground, simultaneously channeling the Crimson Flame to stimulate his bodily functions. Wisps of crimson flame coiled around him, making him appear like a flame emperor.

Yu Feng hated nothing more than sitting with others, holding a cup to drink and picking up food with rigid formality, especially when laced with sentiments of gratitude; he couldn't relax while eating, unlike when he was at home among friends.

Consequently, Liu Ling’s heart was in turmoil. Although his expression remained indifferent, he could not calm his mind as he looked at the surroundings that appeared so incredibly real.

Yin Ling looked at Lan Ruoshui, filled with gratitude toward the Sect Leader of the Still Water Sect, who had always called her "little sister."

Lin Chuanzhi looked at his old man, speechless. Hearing his grandfather seize the opportunity to gild his own lily, Lin Chuanzhi was at a loss for words. This man was his grandfather, and there was no refuting him; he could only watch him from the side with a helpless gaze.

"Of course, of course. Even if you hadn't brought it up today, I would have sought you out. I need you to test the power of the formation map! I have some materials on hand for now, and if I need more, I won't stand on ceremony with you," Fang Li said, raising his glass with a smile.

Recalling who was closest to me in the village and who frequently teased me like this, only Niuwa came to mind, so I guessed it was him immediately.

After a round of attacks, Yin Ling’s arm was slashed by the Flying Wolf’s sharp claws. Her clothes were shredded in many places, and bright red blood seeped from her skin.

Three mid-grade Hemostatic Pills, five Qi-Restoration Pills, four portions of high-grade Wound-Healing Powder, four portions of Blood-Replenishing Powder, and three portions of Injury-Healing Powder.

When she reported to Xue Chen, he had no objections and let Xue Qing take the silver to go with her.

However, martial arts are not the same as the Dao of Martial Arts; they can only be considered the foundational basics. To truly enter the Dao through martial arts, unless one is exceptionally gifted, few can achieve it.

After all, Li Xiaowan frequently brought large amounts of food from home to feed the white carp in Qinghua Lake; it would be strange if she hadn't caught their attention. Only Li Xiaowan herself thought she was acting discreetly and that her parents hadn't noticed.

The moment he approached this place, he realized he had been deceived—at least, he had been lied to about many things.

In fact, China had indeed provided District 11 with considerable assistance, which was the only reason District 11 had managed to barely curb the situation from deteriorating further.

The close friends burst into knowing laughter. Looking at Zhang Xue'er now, with a facial mask stuck to her face, the whole scene was truly rather peculiar.

Then there was Zhang Youshan. He glanced at the bandage hanging around Liu Kun’s neck and thought to himself, *You just had your finger chopped off, and you weren't even a match for them at the Hotel Moderne; if a fight breaks out this time, let alone the others, that guy "Big Hammer" alone is enough for you to handle.*

"Congratulations. Your hard work has finally paid off." Fushu held his sword, his smile reaching his eyes. Xinyi could feel that he was genuinely concerned for her.

Watching Li Zheng’s distinctly youthful behavior, his sincere words, and his gestures that showed no sign of pretense, the youth asking the questions reached his own conclusion.