Chapter 67: The Temptation of Divine Blood, Deceiving Alistair

Doomsday’s Strongest Landlady: Winning Big with Mystery Boxes It is Gardenia. 1294 words 2026-04-01 03:02:44

"I am Julian's father, Alistair Moonstone."
Alistair stood beneath the midnight moon, gazing coldly at Qiao Jia, his figure tall and imposing.
When dealing with Julian and Alice, his kin among the bloodline, Alistair was a gentle and indulgent old father.
But when faced with outsiders like Qiao Jia, who might become enemies, he revealed the cruel and icy nature of his lineage, exuding an oppressive presence that was impossible to ignore.
A sharp whistle pierced the night, urgent and shrill from atop the stockade walls. With a resounding thud, arrows were loosed, cutting through the air—Song infantrymen who had drawn too close were pierced through their armor at first contact. Many seasoned junior officers quickly led their squads to shelter behind massive shields, but the hide-covered wooden barriers still could not withstand the heavy crossbows mounted on the cavalry’s steeds.
Zheng Liang called his sister, intent on demanding an explanation. Yaya’s mother retorted and scolded him instead. When Zheng Liang cursed, Yaya’s mother simply hung up and blocked his number.
"Fine, fine! As you say, young master!" Though utterly speechless, Li Qinwei dared not defy the young master's wishes.
Last night, spending an extra twenty or thirty million was nothing—hadn’t the young master just spent thirty million airfreighting liquor in for a week-long celebration? What’s rounding up the sum, after all?
During PE class, Teacher Liu demonstrated side rolls on mats and forward flips on the parallel bars. After showing the moves, he had everyone practice as he’d shown.
Again and again he picked up his phone, wanting to call Stone Legs, only to set it down, hesitating each time. In all his life, he had never felt so awkward or stage-frightened.
"To be frank, the official expectation was three billion, and just now Zhou Yiming offered two and a half. If not for your arrival, the deal would have been struck, only the formalities left!" the senior official explained.
Soon, the crowd dispersed. The Flood Dragon emerged dragging someone so battered and bruised as to be unrecognizable.
The black "crest" was painted boldly across the carriage, striking and unmistakable.
A flood of heated debate quickly sent the Entertainment Frontline’s announcement to the top of the trending list.
Earlier, two burly men had restrained Su Hang from both sides, while another forced a white pill into her mouth and made her swallow it.
Halfway there, he encountered Liu Xinyuan, also patrolling the school. In a way, this was his territory—new term, new students, with so much change, it was necessary to keep a closer watch.
After the meeting, everyone filed out. Su Hang led the way, and as she opened the door, she met Zhang Yang’s provocative gaze waiting outside.
"Besides, we invited Master Shikong here—we must attend to his needs at all times,” An Yan immediately added. In truth, Shikong was the only one among the three who could fight. If he left, the remaining two would be in real trouble.
Xu Yuanyuan guided her roe deer to charge the tiger, brimming with confidence that she could challenge An Yan.
As soon as he finished speaking, Ancestor Su Ji sprang into action. The voice from the Netherworld instantly spread throughout the Boundless Manor, then rapidly to the territories of the eight great sects.
All along the way, he kept absorbing the Heart of Fire and Demon Flame, growing more resistant to heat and pressure—the ascent was not difficult for him.
Shanyuan admitted to himself he lacked the ability to intervene. After all, if he did, it would be a fight to the death.
Ye Fan arched his brow; instantly he caught the scent of a scheme. He pretended to glance around casually, and sure enough, spotted Wang Dong and He Qian nearby. He understood at once.
Though the monster was unhurt, it seemed provoked; in a fury, its massive body charged straight at them.
After Prince Yu left the residence, Mei Changsu soothed Feiliu with a few words, leaving the sulky, dark-faced youth outside. Then he unlocked the secret passage and slipped inside.