Darryl was amused; Sonya was so cross at him, yet she dared not do anything to him. He laughed inwardly and teased her. "Forget it! If you don't want to do it, then I'll have to take a rest." "How long do you want to rest?" Sonya asked irritably. Darryl pretended to consider it and replied, "I'll need a couple of hours. You know how scary those scaly thorns were; they almost got my meridians." "Urgh..." Sonya was anxious to hear that. 'He needs a few hours before he could start refining the pill. Meanwhile, I'll still be in danger of a psychotic break?' "Okay, I'll help you!" Sonya had considered it carefully. She walked behind Darryl as she bit her lips. Then, she placed her beautiful hands on his shoulders and began to massage them gently. Sonya had not wanted to do that, but she had no choice. Every time she felt that surge of force in her body, she felt as if she was betting on her life. Even though she had successfully overcome the challenge every time, the pain w

"Well, just a verbal apology?" Darryl stretched his body lazily; he had a slight grin on his face. "That's not very sincere!" Sonya hung her head low, bit her lips, and said softly, "What if you jab those scaly thorns on my acupoints too?" Sonya never thought that she would have to behave so lowly in front of Darryl, but she had no choice if she were to get rid of the problem in her body completely. "Did you say you want me to jab you with those scaly thorns?" The corner of Darryl's mouth curled into a faint smile. "I'm not that cruel." Darryl might have looked indifferent, but he was actually pretty anxious. 'F*ck! I'm in her territory. I think I won't be able to leave if I refuse to teach her how to produce the pill.' He thought about it as he kept an eye on Sonya. "I guess I can teach you the technique to produce the pill, but you'll have to honor me as your teacher!" Darryl deliberately made it hard for Sonya; he had not wanted to take her as an apprentice. She was a

"Xenia!" Yennie finally reacted after she was confused for a few minutes. She looked at Xenia and asked, "Are you sure it was Darryl who caused Cynthia's death?" Yennie had doubts about the whole story.She knew that Darryl was frivolous, but he was also righteous and easy-going. He had no feud with Cynthia; he had no motive to harm her, let alone kill her! Chester nodded in agreement. "That's right. Darryl is not that kind of person. There must be a misunderstanding!" "I've told you the truth!" Xenia hissed through her gritted teeth. "Cynthia was the one who told me that he had sullied her. Then, she killed herself in a rage. Why would she lie to me about her virtue?" Uh… Chester was perplexed when he heard that. 'Darryl defiled the Nine Saint Oracle, Cynthia? That is impossible! Why would Darryl do that when he has so many women around him?' Chester was firm with his stand. "That is impossible; Darryl can't be the murderer!" Huh? Chester's constant interruption

'The Six Ways Soul Destruction Formation?' Both Xenia and Yennie quivered; they knew they had tough opponents. Xenia and Yennie knew that the King of the Dead, the master of the Ghost World, had many powerful techniques, and the Six Ways Soul Destruction Formation was one of them. Anyone trapped within the formation would experience a reduction in strength and the danger of soul destruction. Xenia and Yennie did not panic. They worked with each other and fought Hansel fiercely. However, the disparity in numbers on both sides put Xenia and Yennie at a disadvantage; their strength was limited. Hansel managed to get Xenia and Yennie under control with the Six Ways Soul Destruction Formation. Half an hour passed in the blink of an eye, yet Xenia and Yennie could not break the formation. Chester was anxious and worried when he saw the progress. He had hoped that the Nine Saint Oracles would win the battle, for he might have a chance to survive in their hands. If Hansel were to

Darryl slowly walked into the yard after admiring the surroundings. "Darryl!" "Father!" The people in the yard rushed forward and gathered around Darryl excitedly. "Brother?" Sara was over the moon. She walked up to Darryl, trembling with excitement. "I am relieved to see that you are fine. I thought you were trapped in the New World Palace—" Sara plunged into Darryl's arms as she spoke. Darryl smiled and patted Sara's shoulders to comfort her. "How can I possibly be trapped in the New World Palace? By the way, how did everyone get rescued?" All eyes were on Sara. Yvette smiled faintly and said, "All thanks to Sara." Then, she gave a detailed account of how they were rescued. Whoa! Darryl was shocked; he looked at Sara incredulously. "Is that true?" He was amazed; he thought Ambrose had rescued everyone, especially when Lord Kenny ordered Ambrose to be beheaded. He thought it was related to the Carter family. To his astonishment, it was Sara who had rescued ev