Tian Qiu glanced around, finally fixing his gaze on the Heavenly Ladder, pointing at it and asked, "Up there?"
"Yes."
Lian Qing walked down a few steps and stood on the flat ground. The others also ca down, standing together facing the stairs.
"You all... Who are you?"
The latter part of the question, Tian Qiu didn’t ask. Whoever they were, it wasn’t important anymore, as they could ascend the Heavenly Ladder.
Tian Qiu was still imrsed in shock, constantly hoping in his heart for Nian Shutong to yield so result.
However, wasn’t this taking too long?
"Teacher, it’s noon. Aren’t we eating?"
Li Pang clutched his stomach, although it wasn’t clear if it was flat, his expression was pitiable.
Tian Qiu looked at the stairs, then at the students, and finally said, "Let’s go, we’ll head back to eat."
"Okay, I’ll stay here for now and wait a while."
Lian Qing stayed behind, while the others followed Tian Qiu back to eat.
After lunch, Lin Mu ca to replace Lian Qing. Lian Qing wasn’t hungry, but he still went back to eat sothing.
When he returned, he ca carrying a basket.
"What did you bring?"
"Guess!"
Lin Mu’s nose twitched twice, and with a blooming smile, he said, "Durian!"
"Alright, you have to eat it with ."
"Though couples should share hardships, this doesn’t include eating durian."
Lian Qing handed the basket to Lin Mu and stepped back, waiting on the side.
After eating, Lin Mu rinsed his mouth with water, ate a few mint leaves, and exhaled onto his palm twice.
"All done, no sll left."
Lian Qing finally returned, and the two casually sat on the blue stone slabs, waiting for Nian Shutong above.
Then, the people beneath the stairs changed continuously, whether day or night, waiting for Nian Shutong.
But Nian Shutong had already been gone for a month without coming down.
There was no sign from above, and there was no other way but to wait.
On the other side, Fu Yunhe was becoming so worried he started losing hair.
In the Ghost Clan territory of the Western Continent, Fu Yunhe ran his hand through his hair, and a handful ca out.
"Nian Shutong, Nian Shutong, if you don’t answer my Communications soon, I’m going to go bald."
Initially returning to the East Continent, Fu Yunhe had handled affairs and made arrangents before returning to the Western Continent.
Every morning, noon, and night, he sent ssages. He knew he couldn’t reach Nian Shutong for now, but he knew she was on the other end, so he spoke to relieve his longing.
However, the more ti passed, the more worried he beca.
Where has she gone? Did she encounter so dire situation? With no sign of activity for over a month.
"Knock, knock, knock."
"Speak."
"Young Master, your mother has arrived."
Fu Yunhe frowned slightly, having no fondness for this biological mother. He donned his hat, still dressed in black, his appearance obscured, and walked out.
"Young Master, Mrs. Hu is in the front hall, and she didn’t co alone."
Beneath the cloak, Fu Yunhe’s frown deepened. Indeed, idleness made one uncomfortable, searching for trouble.
He headed to the front hall, where soone had co seeking trouble, and according to how Nian Shutong would handle it, not giving a couple of slaps would seem impolite.
After passing through two beautifully landscaped gardens, Fu Yunhe arrived at the front hall. He saw Mrs. Hu sitting in the main seat, and a female demon standing beside her.
"How co I didn’t know we have a new leader in the Ghost Clan."
Fu Yunhe’s words made the smile on Mrs. Hu’s face falter, but she still said with a smile, "Yunhe, you’re here and already joking with your mother."
"Joking? You overestimate yourself. You’re not worthy."
His rciless words seed unheard by Mrs. Hu; she stood up, holding the female demon’s arm, speaking affectionately.
"My Yunhe, just being playful."
Mrs. Hu defused the situation herself, then sat below, and said to Fu Yunhe, "Co, et our Fox Clan’s little Princess. Isn’t she beautiful?"
"No wonder the room reeks, Xiao Yu, make sure to clean it later."
"Yes, Young Master."
Fu Yunhe’s unrelenting words finally changed Mrs. Hu’s expression. One hand slamd on the table.
"Bang!"
"Fu Yunhe, I am your mother. Must you speak to this way?"
"Don’t forget, when you were captured by Long Jiao, it was I who saved you! Otherwise, you would have died long ago!"
Fu Yunhe laughed, a laugh unlike any before, full of cold sarcasm and endless gloom.
"Helping ? What a joke."
"I rember choosing to jump into the Demon Poison Cave myself, ruining my face to escape."
Fu Yunhe suddenly removed his cloak’s hood, revealing deep scars visible to the bone, covering his entire face.
The scars were irregular, pitted, and bore different claw marks; one look and terror was the only feeling.
The Fox Clan’s little Princess bit her lip, not making a sound.
She kept telling herself: He is the Young Master of the Ghost Clan, one of the heirs of the Immortal Clan, and controls a third of the Demon Clan. Marrying him would make her father king of the Demon Clan.
Disgust flashed in Mrs. Hu’s eyes; she hated anything unpretty.
"Regardless, I am your birth mother and have the right to arrange your marriage."
"Ah———you———"
Fu Yunhe rely extended an arm, hand clenched, applying force.
Mrs. Hu was imdiately grabbed by the neck, lifted from her seat, managing only one word before even finishing it.
"Fu Yunhe, after all, she’s your mother—-"
"Ah!"
The Fox Clan princess was flung by Fu Yunhe, crashing into the fake mountain in the courtyard, spewing blood, seriously injured.
"Xiao Yu, recently I’ve been fond of fox fur, skin her to make a mat for Wangcai."
"Yes, Young Master."
Xiao Yu heard the order and acted without hesitation; this was why he stayed by Fu Yunhe’s side for years.
"No! I am the Fox Clan’s Princess!"
"No——"
The Fox Clan Princess was exposed by a servant at Fu Yunhe’s side, skinned on the spot, and the fox fur was sent to the backyard for Wangcai.
In the hall, Mrs. Hu’s eyes bulged, he dared to kill the Fox Clan’s Princess!
"Thud!"
Mrs. Hu hit the ground, but the next second, she was in the sa place where the princess had fallen, the blood still warm.
"No, no, I am your mother, your mother."
"Scared? Coming again?"
Fu Yunhe, with a face of a demon, approached Mrs. Hu step by step.
"I won’t co again, never again, never again!"
"You’re not worthy to die by my hand; Xiao Yu, send Mrs. Hu back to the Demon Clan, tell the Fox King, because of her, their princess died."
"Yes."
Xiao Yu dragged the badly injured Mrs. Hu away, disappearing into the garden.
Fu Yunhe caressed the Communication Stone with one hand.
"Madam, when will you co to find !"
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