Chapter Sixty: No Need to "Return" Anymore

At that thought, Fang Zhiyin felt a chill run down her spine. Ouyang Junyan had no idea what she was thinking; his mind was consumed with finding his mother. He grabbed her arm and urged, "Sister, come on! Let's go!"

"Ah, yes," Fang Zhiyin replied, her mind equally chaotic, unable to come up with a better plan. She could only follow him out of the old house. Ouyang Junyan was dazed, calling out his mother's name as he walked. Fang Zhiyin watched his retreating figure, wondering if the eighteen-year-old Ouyang Junyan had been this way.

When she first met him for real, he was already a successful and outstanding young man. She had always found it odd that he was reluctant to discuss his family with her. By chance, Jiang Chen had discovered Han Yujin's unique talent in an unexpected situation and so taught him martial arts, as if it had all been predestined.

Lin Yu's words were half true, half false. The two "Salora Pearls" were indeed part of a set of magical instruments, but not the only ones—there should be seven in total. This was easy to deduce from the scene within the golden light moments ago.

Yi Lin, intent on testing his own abilities, activated his Heavenly Eye, scanning the surroundings with golden streams of light.

"Set up the Mermaid Barrier outside and surround the entire Jade Dragon Palace!" the Dragon Queen commanded her mermaid guards.

Yueli, as a vampire, had black eyes tinged with red. When feeding, her fangs would elongate, her eyes shifting to deep red, even blood red.

Lin Yu stood at the entrance to a passageway, at his feet the segmented corpse of a sandworm, clearly freshly killed. One part of the corpse still writhed, until a foot stomped it into pulp.

These thoughts kept surfacing in Tan Lijuan's mind, and looking at the state of her hallucinations now, she was utterly shaken.

Gong Magpie took a bite from the bowl, then spat it all onto the ground. "Ugh, it makes my teeth ache. Are you unwilling to cook, or do you not want me to eat?"

Ye Ming looked up at the three Chess Masters before him. Their situation was troubling; all six eyes were fixed on the chessboard, brows furrowed, sweat visible on their foreheads and graying temples.

Bian Shengyi rubbed her reddened eyes and nodded. Afterwards, Yueli called Bian Boxian out alone.

"Enough talk. Bring Yan Ye back immediately. Buy your tickets now. If your mother and I don't see the two of you back by noon, you’d better think about the consequences." With that, Ye Bai hung up the phone with authority.

Nancy wasn't sure how far the news had spread abroad, but at least everyone she knew had found out.

Nuannuan stood in front of the tree. The platform beneath her feet had originally been less than half a meter wide, but after she stomped on it a few times, the branches extended outward, nearly two meters wider, creating a spacious corridor.

In a blink, Mo Ran arrived at another gate. Earlier, he had passed through the palace entrance; now, he needed to enter the main hall.

With safety assured, Nuannuan and Chu Xiaoxiao weren't worried at all living there. Of course, Chu Xiaoxiao and Chen Xunyang came back every day to keep her company, while Su Qiao only visited on weekends when there were no classes, making all sorts of delicious food to make up for her absence.

How is it that lately, one after another, so many are eager to help, all shielding me with their magic?

From another perspective, it made Sean excited. He'd never dared say anything, or perhaps had never been fully sure he could take that step. But after Nancy exposed the truth, he felt entirely relieved.

She had told Su Qiao that she would catch a few wild rabbits and tan their hides for her nephews. For half a month, she went up the mountain every day. Her own pair of white rabbit skin gloves were already finished, and the rest of the pelts were tanned as well. Nuannuan sent them, along with dried rabbit and dried pheasant, back to Beijing for her parents.