Chapter 37: The Dungeon Begins

“Let me make it clear first—I don’t have any healing skills,” Yu Jiang said, shrugging her hands.

Shi Xu was not surprised. “I’ve seen other alchemists collecting medicinal ingredients, but never anyone gathering snake venom.”

Just past the novice stage, fighting two opponents on the highway and dismantling their vehicle, then topping the leaderboard in a silent town dungeon filled with ferocious monsters—it was impossible for her to be a healer.

Yu Jiang nodded. “Since we’re cooperating, shouldn’t you also tell me about your skills or profession?”

As she spoke, Luo Tian slowly raised his right hand and gently traced a straight line toward the man with the sword on his back. The line shimmered with white light, flashing through the air.

“What does that mean?” Madam Zhong grew increasingly confused by Zhong Mushan’s seemingly tongue-twisting words.

The entire situation suddenly stalled, reverting to the deadlock from the Night Cry Cave incident, where any small move could trigger a chain reaction.

“What’s going on here?” Zhong Shen was also surprised, unable to understand why his efforts had once again come to nothing in the blink of an eye.

“I thought you only knew how to eat!” As soon as the words left the mouth, Wang Yueru and Li Qi covered their mouths laughing, while Xia Mingfeng pretended not to hear, though the smile on his face grew wider.

“Ha ha, Feng’er’s back?” Though the person hadn’t arrived yet, their voice came first, and Xia Mingfeng happily looked toward the door at the sound.

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The stout man could no longer contain his excitement and reached out to twist the pentagonal shape in the middle of the stone door.

No matter how worried they were, all they could do was wait while continuing to patrol the area, trying to keep the news sealed off for as long as possible.

“I can feel it. The flames I used earlier to envelop the stone tablet were swallowed by the resentment trapped within it, which is why we heard those sounds,” Elder Jiu whispered.

With great effort, Yu Tang lifted his head one last time before losing consciousness. The final image he saw was Mo Junran’s lips pressed tightly, his face solemn.

A mixture of guilt from controlling the patient and the shame of exploiting their emotions—these two feelings collided within him.

Moreover, after Tang Mou arrived, his analyses were precise and interconnected. Many details were unknown to Yu Tang beforehand, yet Tang Mou’s gentle explanations made it feel as if one were truly there.

There were people all beneath the mountain; he couldn’t simply wipe them all out and then head to the Divine Emperor’s Hall at the peak to find a monk, could he?

Unexpectedly, Tang Mou still made such a decision, leaving Su Qingxue momentarily at a loss for words.

So holding onto the inner elixir now was less beneficial than exchanging it for currency—after all, in this society, daily necessities like food and drink all cost money.

Ye Qianxing suppressed her anger. She had to proceed step by step: first avenge herself and Su Mobai, then bring down the Chi family, and finally prepare to take care of her own affairs before returning to Ancient Earth to rebuild it.

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“Grand Empress is pleased—that’s what matters!” Yun Duoduo beamed joyfully at the Empress Dowager, her eyes shining with happiness.

Even though it was a virtual tasting, Ye Qianxing made sure no leftovers remained, showing everyone full respect.

When two forces of pressure collided, they canceled each other out. He immediately felt a lightness on his body as the spiritual energy he had prepared was instantly suppressed.

This time, because Xiang Yunsheng deliberately controlled it, the shockwave was mild, only shaking the furnace slightly.

They were already cultivators; as long as Ye Jin could spread the smallest bit of news, it was enough.

Though he had just changed into his white coat, the doctor’s professional habits made him feel repulsed by the thought that the coat was covered in bacteria.

Ye Jin was simply sitting in the courtyard enjoying the cool breeze when he caught those frequent glances, tinged with a hint of pity.

“This time, I will send you straight to hell!” With a light tap of his toe, he soared like a ghost. His sword technique was cunning and unpredictable, leaving his opponent defenseless.