Chapter 28: Parting Ways

It was the woman named Xu whom she had saved two hours ago.

With a pallid face, Xu knelt down and kowtowed to Pei Qinghe three times. When she looked up, her eyes were streaming with tears. "I heard everything you said to Captain Sun. So many people died last night; if I leave secretly now, no one will even notice."

"I have been married into the Pei family for ten years, raising children and serving my parents-in-law with devotion, living in harmony with all my relatives. But now, the Pei family is gone. My husband and son are dead. The road ahead is arduous, and to..."

Her expression turned even uglier, yet she did not retreat. Instead, she launched another attack against the two of them.

Consequently, the other three kept their distance, and no one dared to step forward. It was not that they feared Wang Zihao, but rather they feared Vajra, dreading the prospect of being punched for no reason and then scolded on top of it. There was nothing more unjust in this world than that.

The space surrounding the Pagoda Stele suddenly tore open. The Black and White Elders, with their starkly contrasting personalities, temperaments, and attire, appeared beside Wang Lie. Their clouded eyes now shimmered with a hint of anticipation.

After walking through the cafeteria, the sequence of events was perfectly clear. Yet, looking at the food in his hands, Ye Tian found he had no appetite left at all.

Liu Kaikun had originally come to Pingyuan University to study abroad, but on the very first day of school, he had been soundly humiliated by Song Ziyang. Having lost face, how could he possibly return?

"My mother is in good health, thank you for your concern, brother..." After Zhen Yan bowed in gratitude, a look of hesitation clouded his face, and he seemed to stop himself from speaking.

"Insolence! Those who defy military orders shall be executed on the spot!" The commander’s eyes were bloodshot, whether from uncontrollable rage or the thick smoke, it was hard to tell.

Li Ming would never believe that it was better to do everything oneself. Doing it yourself only guarantees food and clothing, but letting others do the work brings in wealth and abundance. Look at the capitalists—have they ever done the work themselves? Are they lacking in food or clothing? Never do yourself what you can have others do for you.

After some thought, Ye Tian decided to take the initiative. In any case, he was certain of the other party's identity, and even if he killed them, he feared no mistake.

Li Xu led the group along the Path of Ascension to the Divine Realm. Little did he expect that this journey would last thirty years! Fortunately, everyone possessed cultivation levels at the mid-stage of the Celestial Immortal realm or higher, so there was no need to worry about food or water along the way.

Although he had been warned about the "fated peach blossom" incident, Chen Fan still anticipated that Wu Zimeng would react strongly when he told her about Liu Xiaoyu.

He amused himself with the thought, completely unconcerned that Shang Yang would fly into a rage, for he had studied Shang Yang’s temperament throughout the journey. He knew this man was a master of endurance, but once he identified a vulnerability in his opponent, he would strike with lightning speed, without a moment’s hesitation.

Seeing Jin Sheng bound, Si Lan felt a sense of helplessness; it seemed Yun Jinxiu had long since lost patience with him.

Jiang Bai was different from the others. Those men had become obsessed; for the sake of this path, for the sake of achieving immortality, they were willing to abandon everything.

The Dragon King did not leave immediately. He stared straight at the vortex. A moment later, he realized that although the vortex had formed and sucked Chen Fan and the others inside, it did not disappear, but remained hanging in the sky.

At this moment, his emotions became as complex as they could possibly be, and he felt moved beyond measure.

Had they truly descended from the Thirty-First Heaven? Could they really be guests invited to this year’s Flat Peach Banquet?

Sima Ji gave Jiang Tong an affirmative look. That was right—it was intentional. The core argument of Jiang Tong’s "Treatise on Moving the Barbarians" was essentially to close the doors and live in isolation, having no contact with the Hu people. Let the Hu return to the grasslands, and the people of the Central Plains would not provoke them. It aligned with the conservative and passive policies of the Song and Ming dynasties, but how did the Song and Ming dynasties perish?

This left those present looking at one another in confusion. They were indeed surrounded, as if the others were afraid of something escaping from within.