Chapter 42

Old Madam Ye agreed, and Ye Rong handed Yuanbao to Cuiping to hold, then supported Old Madam Ye back to her room.

The soldiers naturally possessed a strong foundation; each of them could easily take on ten opponents when the time came, and a formation of four could hold off half a hundred. Given this, troublemakers would not dare to gather in large numbers. Should there genuinely be too many of them, it would be a direct slap in the face to the local authorities.

Her tone implied that she already considered this item her own. The ancestors rolled their eyes one by one, yet none spoke further. Spiritual treasures possessed intelligence and always chose their own masters. If the Heavenly Fate Sect chose Mofan, they would be utterly powerless to stop it.

Sitting on the plane bound for his destination, Tang Feng felt a stir of excitement and thrill, for this was his first time leaving home to go to such a distant place. Although South Korea did not hold a favorable impression in his mind—as a student of traditional Chinese medicine, he was well aware of the various shameless practices within the South Korean medical community.

Consciousness and energy were originally one, splitting only after the birth of the universe. Energy transformed into space-time and all things in existence, while consciousness became the awareness of you and me.

Because this demon had escaped, the Yellow Emperor and his imperial consort, Leizu, narrowly fell victim to its malicious plot on their wedding night. That, however, is a later story and need not be elaborated upon here.

When Ancestor Pangu finished his chant, his eyes widened into a fierce glare as he pointed towards the divine axe and the divine chisel. They soared violently into the air, trailing brilliant streaks of golden light like flashes of lightning as they cleaved directly toward the place where heaven and earth met.

"I can cure your illness. But why should I help you cure hers? Could it be to cater once more to those wretched men? Doing so would truly be a form of cruelty," Tang Feng said in agony, tears shimmering in his eyes.

Seeing how earnest Moyan's words were, Liu Kehong stopped teasing him and directly ordered the battle guards to protect Moyan well. He himself broke into a sprint, charging straight ahead toward the two stone-man guardian bugs.

Zhang Qiling shook his head. Because of that incident, Xie Lianhuan was now considered a dead man; he was currently walking the world disguised as Wu Sanxing.

After listening to Lin Shiyu recount everything that had transpired earlier, Lin Changchun and Lin Changshou felt as though they were listening to a fairy tale.

The person he used to be had truly done so many insincere things. Treating her well was merely something he felt within his own heart; in reality, he had never been nearly honest enough with her.

Xiao Muxue hurriedly covered his lips, and upon making sure that no one around them had heard, she finally let out a sigh of relief.

Xu Linfan watched Liu Sisi ahead of him as she skipped along, swinging her hands, while occasionally stealing furtive glances at Lin Jie.

He reached out to pull off Qi Haochuan's short-sleeved shirt, pressed himself against his bare torso, and hugged him tightly.

Master Liang was already scared out of his wits, cold sweat pouring down his face in sheets, trembling so violently that he could not utter a single word.

Starting from seeds indeed consumed far too much time; next time, he could simply go buy them directly. Although slightly more expensive, earning spirit stones was quite effortless for him now.

Zhang Qiling's eyes, meanwhile, were filled with a desperate longing for sweets. Whenever his physical exertion was high, he developed an intense craving for sugary foods, and the soft, sticky, sweet zongzi were indeed exceptionally delicious.

Looking at the multitude of red envelopes, Su Mian felt a mild headache coming on. These would certainly need to be returned in the future, yet she barely knew most of these people. Even if she wanted to return them, she had no idea how, and would likely have to leave the matter entirely to Lu Yunshao and Cheng Wei to handle.

Zhang Fan and his companions were naturally unaware that an elder of the Taiyun Sect had personally set out to deal with them. At that moment, they had already set off toward the venue of the grand Dao-disputation assembly. With only four or five days remaining until the event and considerable distance yet to cover, they had chosen to depart in advance.

Hearing these words, Tong Guiguai felt her heart skip a beat. Should she speak up or not? Actually, she had already sent a text message to the black-bellied older gentleman, so saying it again shouldn't matter, but why did she still feel as though she were doing something stealthy behind his back?

"Alas!" A soft sigh escaped Lan Xi's lips. Everyone harbored a love for beauty; given identical conditions, when beauty and ugliness were placed side by side, people would invariably choose the former.

Raising his head to gaze at the dense canopy of stars in the night sky, a fluttering figure suddenly flashed across his mind. That figure gradually grew clearer and clearer, eventually materializing into a handsome face.

There was no need for the rest to be spoken; everyone understood. The other true gods would perish, and their own future remained entirely unknowable.

Though he had stayed atop the Primordial Dragon for merely half a minute, Zhang Fan could not even estimate the distance he had traveled. As for their current location, it was unfathomably far from the Yuqing Palace.

Xing Xuan and Yu Feng committed every word to memory, vowing to their parents and the village chief that they would do their utmost and never bring shame upon them.

"Once they return, they will surely be able to help His Majesty the Ming Emperor reclaim state power and usher in a peaceful and prosperous era for the empire." Lan Lan suddenly felt her mood lighten considerably.

The two of them were deeply startled and rushed in a panic downstairs, only to find that Xiaoxiao had already been injured, with fresh blood flowing from her forehead.

Advancing from this side was the heavy armored unit led by Xuting's formidable general, Qipeng, who breached the lines using Xuting's unique and impregnable iron-wall formation. Although its destructive power did not quite match that of Xuting's forces, the solid defense combined with fearless charges was more than enough for the group to handle.

I heard her harsh scolding, yet my heart remained entirely undisturbed. I would never realize how profound the damage she inflicted upon me truly was, never even treating me as a human being.

Even though he cherished Qi Ruize dearly, the form of expression between men like them did not include embracing one another.

His only means of transportation was a single horse, and Xue Xue noticed that Zuoqiu Liye was indeed traveling entirely alone with her, completely devoid of any hidden elite guards lurking in the surroundings.

The iron chains rattled noisily, and the gray, unkempt hair of the old woman stirred. She raised her head, revealing her face.

If Yixian successfully entered the provincial team, she would have to spend time with such an unlikable person, and friction between them would likely arise.

Qi Ruize's attitude was exceptionally firm, clearly caring deeply about the scar marring Qi Zhixi's face.

This caused the emotions Su Jinli had just suppressed to well up once more. The tip of her nose turned abruptly red, and her eyes shimmered with a glistening film of moisture.