Chapter Sixty-Four: Returning to Nepal

When Ouyang Junyan’s consciousness returned to his own body, he was momentarily bewildered. For he immediately recognized the old house before him—it was the place where he had lived for over a decade, a place that held countless memories, most of them unpleasant. Here was where he had witnessed, time and again, Ouyang Qiankun’s ruthless treatment of both himself and his mother.

Then, turning his head, he saw Fang Zhiyin, who was looking at him with an expression of utter helplessness.

“Zhiyin?” Ouyang Junyan’s voice was hoarse, tinged with sorrow.

“Ouyang!” Fang Zhiyin recognized her husband in an instant. “You’re back?!”

“Yes…” Ouyang Junyan was still dazed, for he had never before—

“Grandpa Good Fortune, what was the name of that ninjutsu you used yesterday?” Dada put on his charming “special skill for elders” expression and asked with a cheerful smile.

Shisui’s despondence was not feigned; it suited today’s situation perfectly, as if it had been seamlessly woven into the scene.

Jiang Shaotian, with no other option, grabbed the two “seeds” and soared toward the edge of the Milky Way, plunging headfirst into the flowing waters.

Although Wen Tian was dissatisfied with He Xinian’s actions, she had to admit this was undoubtedly the right thing to do.

Seeing that time was almost up, Qiao Shuangyu stepped forward, took Qin Hexuan’s arm, and led him into the banquet hall.

“All right then, let me know when you reopen. I’ll help however I can. Don’t overthink things—just do your job well. I won’t let talent go to waste.” Director Xu sighed softly, patting his chest in reassurance.

Lu Mingxuan muttered inwardly that Shen Yiyi would never accept a man like that—muscle-bound and utterly repulsive.

Li Huaxian, still sitting on the bed, didn’t give chase. He stared blankly for a moment, then forced a bitter smile and lay down.

In the next moment, a terrifying laser swept in a circle from the heart of the sea of trees. Everywhere it touched, vines snapped, trees split, and violent explosions followed.

It exceeded Black Zetsu and White Zetsu’s expectations. Uchiha Itachi’s ninjutsu had always been formidable, but it had never reached the point where a single Grand Fireball could completely incinerate a wall.

As he thought this, he suddenly sensed movement behind him. Whipping around, he found himself staring into a pair of massive, icy, emotionless serpent’s eyes.

“Ahem, how can you say that, Lilian? We’re family—does it matter who earns more? If the main family ever needs anything, Aunt Aisha will surely help us, right, Aisha?” Herschel was unwilling to give up.

Taking another deep breath, she felt grateful she had kept some things hidden; otherwise, with all this commotion, she would have truly suffered.

She stared at her phone, shuffling in the pink plush slippers Xu Yan had given her, opened the door for him, then returned to bed to continue messaging.

He had barely approached this place before the stench of stinky tofu threatened to overpower his senses.

Xu Shuo walked several dozen meters forward and arrived at the source of the phosphorescence—a T-junction, as expected in a labyrinth.

Yet, despite his astonishment, the blue-robed elder made no reaction, his face betraying neither pain nor a sense of loss.

A yellow glow burst forth from the Huangshan warship, transforming into a stairway that spanned the blood-soaked plains and reached the boundless void.

Many guests, whether queuing or eating fish, took out their phones to film Li Fan.

He was warned not to let the grudges of the elders fall upon Jia Cong, lest the whole family lose their magnanimity.

Most of the Daoists suffused with purple energy rushed out of their rooms in panic, but as soon as their feet touched the ground, it wasn’t long before they collapsed and died where they stood.

I haven’t even made a move yet, and they’ve already guessed that the next to appear will be Red Underpants.

The magpie tore wildly at the slippery, unsteady flesh of its chest, ripping open a hole, and in the next instant the dog collapsed limply to the ground, lifeless.

But before he could think further, a thunderous crack resounded from the heavens.

Wincing in pain, he ignored Dou Wei and calmly began directing Jin Tayan’s performance.