Chapter 48: I Am the Child's Father!

"Princess!" Lanqin rushed in and knelt down beside her, weeping as she steadied him. "This is our little young master, this is truly him!"

Even with Yan Bei's viciousness, there was no way he would be deranged enough to cut his own biological son horizontally just to pass him off as A-li.

Besides, ever since the child was born, she and Yan Bei had cared for him with their own hands; every birthmark on his body, the location of every single mole, was deeply etched in her heart.

Yuetang could no longer hear any other sound.

The black cat shrieked abruptly, its body suddenly hurtling into the air. Its agile form darted about wildly in mid-air while its front paws thrashed frantically. Countless crimson scratch marks poured down like a heavy rainstorm, instantly engulfing the three people below, and red fractures filled the space right above their heads.

The situation in Jiangzhou was vastly different from that of the East Sea. The branch office had been operating for less than a year. Although it could be considered smooth sailing all the way, it involved heavy investments and minimal returns. Much like crops in a field—tilling the soil, sowing seeds, and applying fertilizer—sprouts had now emerged, but it was still far from the time for harvest.

During this period, Ye Yang and Huang Ximo alternately slaughtered fire birds, using their blood droplets to mitigate the burning sensation of the flames and enhance their physical constitutions, while also harvesting fire-attribute medicinal herbs along the way as they continued their march toward the ancestral grounds.

Putting away the leaf darts, Tu Ming closed his eyes and activated his martial soul. With a "swish," a vast expanse of martial soul grass appeared across the entire room, covering the dew grass on the ground.

"Here!" Ying handed Mu Feng a cup of steaming hot original milk tea. Mu Feng took it with one hand and began to drink.

One must know that the Chiyu Black Snake originated from the Nine Yous; with its thick scales and tough hide, ordinary divine weapons and treasures could hardly inflict the slightest injury upon it.

The impact of this period on Montana, the Eye of Blood Curse, was so profound that the survival atmosphere Montana experienced was even more tranquil than during the early years when Satan, the Lord of Hell, had not yet fallen.

However, the Foundation Establishment stage was different. In cultivation sects, the Foundation Establishment stage was already at the level of inner disciples.

"The arrogant baby is born of the Mother of Buddha; since you possess the aura of the Mother of Buddha, he naturally acts spoiled," Wu Mian chuckled lightly, then retrieved the Eight Desolations Guqin from the cave and handed it back to Xie Gongbao. "Both the guqin and the child are now returned to their rightful owners. I still have matters to attend to, so let us part ways here." With these words, he leaped up the cliff.

The school rules of Uehara University were very strict; students had to be back in their dormitories before ten o'clock at night, or they would face disciplinary action.

Qin Yang's mid-range pull-up spot was extremely fixed. As long as the team's coach paid attention to the statistics, this could easily be discovered.

He was injured; his body was scorched black from being struck, with several places already split open, blood seeping out, and his clothes burned to tatters.

Toward the fellow who had hurt Asuna, An Zhe's heart was filled with anger. Although it was just a virtual monster, it still greatly irritated him.

"Understood, Dad. Just now, your child was merely speaking casually and will not act rashly," Duo Ren immediately replied.

With limited materials, the array crafted by Shen Yanzhi could only withstand a certain magnitude of force. If Shen Yu's strike had possessed the strength of the peak Nascent Soul stage, he could have directly shattered this array. Unfortunately, in this world, no one could truly achieve the destructive power of the peak Nascent Soul stage.

"This Yang Lin possesses such formidable strength!" Upon seeing Ba'er make a move, Yan Lie was also secretly alarmed. Although the strength of these cloud beasts was not particularly great, they were extremely difficult to kill. Against a third-tier peak cloud beast, even an ordinary fourth-tier powerhouse would not dare claim they could kill it with a single blow.

Upon seeing the face that was wanted across the entire Eastern Continent, Zheng Jian felt only a slight sense of surprise before his expression returned to normal.

Startled by Nami's sudden shout, the furry ball instinctively leaped back a huge step, then bumped into the operating table, and subsequently tripped and knocked over the instruments on the side, turning the room into a complete mess in the blink of an eye.

After dribbling the ball across half-court, Qin Yang, with utter disregard for shame, passed it to the Greek Freak again—the same familiar recipe, the same familiar taste.