Chapter 98: The Perfect Fusion of Soul and Body

“Huh?” In that fleeting instant, everyone sensed that Xu Ze seemed to have changed before their eyes. More precisely, it was as if his entire aura had shifted. In the language of the dance world, he now had a certain radiance, an undeniable presence.

As the lyrics began, Xu Ze’s body started to move. At first, his movements were simple—swaying his body from side to side, his feet stepping in place. Then, suddenly, he executed a maneuver of considerable difficulty.

Lin Dawei and Wang Cheng, faces pale with fright, dared not speak but stood resolutely by Su Yang’s side, making their stance clear. For the young pangolin king, this was naturally a good thing; he raised his paws in delight and cheered.

Could it have been the fat man who let the secret slip? He couldn’t bring himself to believe it. In his past life, his downfall had come at the hands of a friend’s betrayal; was he now doomed to suffer that pain once more?

As Liu Feng’s attacks grew fiercer, Lin Xi dared not take him lightly, and focused her full spiritual power.

This only further convinced them that the spiritual energy within this peach was not so easily digested. In turn, it made them all the more respectful toward Su Yang and Qi’er. The once white clothes were now stained with fresh blood, startlingly vivid, like blossoms blooming across the fabric.

Wang Hui, long regarded by many as a workaholic, had suddenly decided to take a rest this time—why?

“After Mount Emei suffered the ancient catastrophe, perhaps only these few techniques remain,” someone said. Every sect had suffered heavy losses in that distant calamity, so Emei’s decline was understandable.

Qi Jingtao did not wish to fill his sister’s head with half-truths. Qi Lin’s starting point was far higher than his; her opportunities were greater. She was in her formative years, her potential still unshaped—it was best to let her grow on her own. He would provide what support he could, but many things she would have to see and experience for herself.

Upon hearing Yue Mingyu’s words, Han Yufei felt no discomfort at all; in truth, these two had long ago developed a perfect understanding.

Loch Ness could have dodged the hydra’s venomous assault, but the dragon knights behind him were already driven to madness. If he evaded, they would have been unable to withstand the hydra’s poison, so he had no choice but to take the attack head-on.

The emperor’s face darkened instantly. This crown prince was hopelessly obtuse—just like his mother, unable to read the room at such a crucial moment.

It was only that, during her rescue, the words she had spoken stirred something deep within her heart.

But as the azure light appeared beyond the black smoke, the blue sphere suddenly exploded, and countless wind blades tore through the air.

When she returned home, she vomited terribly. Yan Chuxi held her in his arms and took her to the hospital, asking nothing.

This connection was truly inexplicable, yet from him, she sensed no malice—only a gentle, comforting warmth.

Lan Zhanzi wished to say that their Lan family possessed the royal protection token, and as long as they revealed it, the family could not be forced to withdraw from the competition.

Now, with Liu Shaofen’s matter all but settled, the only thing left was the police station’s final decision. There was no way Liu Shaofen could escape this time.

At night, lying in the empty room, Jiang Suyuan always thought of Xu Weizhou—wondering constantly how he was, whether he had eaten, whether he was sleeping well.

Xia Yichen had calculated well, and Gu Xiaoqi could not simply stand by and watch Shen Wan’er die. But she was long past the age of acting on impulse or childish anger.

Seizing the moment, Old Lady Chen and Lian Haodong rushed forward first. Gunshots rang out in quick succession, and the sounds of bodies hitting the ground followed one after another.

Though the pain inside her was sharp and deep, she still offered her blessing—for she truly wished to see Bo Qing find happiness.