Volume 1, Chapter 29: You Drove My Mother to Her Death to Open Your Pharmacy!
"Li Yifu, can what you say be true?" Li Er still found it hard to accept the facts.
"Namo Fighting Victorious Buddha, we simply cannot handle her!" Yu Jiuxiao declared. He formed a Buddhist seal with one hand, his expression solemn and dignified, yet the words that left his lips were remarkably crude.
The mechanical structure was simple enough; the real trouble lay in crafting the metal reeds. One had to file them down bit by bit, adjusting the tone with agonizing patience.
The deeper they ventured, the more uneven the path became. The air grew thin, and with only the dim flicker of Bin Shan’s torch to light the way, the surrounding darkness felt heavy and oppressive.
"Prefect of Luoyang, have you investigated where this rumor originated, who is behind it, and what their motive might be?" His Majesty Li Er asked, his gaze fixed on a third-rank official.
Of course, he had already considered every consequence. If things reached a point beyond reconciliation, he would not hesitate to deploy the [Corpse Poison Bead] and let Chen Zechao have a taste of its true power.
Just then, Old Brother Ha let out a low growl. It was a warning; the instincts of a fierce beast were far sharper than those of any ordinary human.
Then, one day, someone named Life would arrive, holding a bucket of ice water, and pour it slowly over one's head—not only chilling the hot blood but threatening to assimilate it into the freezing depths.
Although the secret maneuvering for this land had been completed, the necessary procedures still had to be followed to the letter.
"One possibility is that they sent it to the wrong person, though the odds are slim—after all, this is a matter of life and death."
"Would you like to try a few more shots to get a feel for it?" Zhao Feng asked, his tone seemingly well-intentioned once the surrounding boys had finally quieted down.
Before Luo Qingxin could react, Jiang Zexi shoved her aside and bolted toward the outer room of the suite.
It was truly a brilliant idea. A broad, sunlit path lay before him, and in his heart, he knew exactly what needed to be done.
Feeling truly incensed, Sun Yiqian continued, "It’s a good thing we’re on Huaguo Mountain—we may lack many things, but we are never short on fruit."
The Red Dragon lashed out with its claws again, striking the blood-stained body of the Evil Dragon repeatedly until crimson holes bloomed across its hide.
"Heh, I’m not even sure I could beat you even if I gave it my all, so how could I possibly dare to hold back?" Lin Yifeng said to Shangguan Ling with a smile.
Once the knot in his heart was untied, Yin Tianqi’s soul spring and energy sea began to devour the power of faith ravenously, swelling until it was as vast as the Northern Wilderness River.
Just as Jiang Huai was about to announce the starting bid, hundreds of watchtowers along the coast of Beihai City ignited signal fires. The mournful, desolate sound of ox-horn bugles echoed for hundreds of miles.
"Duoduo, let me introduce you first. This is Mr. Lin Yifeng, who has traveled here all the way from Hangzhou." Before answering Qian Duoduo’s question, Jiang Jin gestured toward the man beside him.
"According to intelligence from the Shangguan family, the Sword of Longevity is set to manifest on the fifteenth of next month," Zhang Guodong stated.
Xu Qiaoyu seized that brief moment to strike at the leader of the Yalu tribe standing closest to him. It was a light, effortless sword stroke, yet it nearly severed the man's arm. The tribal leader knew that had Xu Qiaoyu’s aura been at its original peak, that arm would have undoubtedly been lopped off.
Bi Ying gasped in wonder. Ahead, a trunk as thick as two men could embrace rose up, and at its summit bloomed a flower so vivid and gargantuan that its size rivaled the canopy itself.
"This time, we owe it all to Master Shiyu’s ingenuity; otherwise, even if we had made it out, we never would have crossed paths with you!" It was clear that An Su had not listened to a word of Ruo Meng’s reply.
However, after checking the styles and asking for the prices, she found the good ones too expensive, the cheap ones unappealing, and the brand itself lackluster, so she gave up on the idea for the time being.
In Wu Shou’s eyes, the mysterious Sword Saint of the Great Tang was truly a master beyond the world, the most powerful being under heaven.
If going to Major General Randall’s side would make it easier to find clues about Earth, then Charlotte felt she had no reason to decline the arrangement.
Gu Jiao had long been fed up with Bai Yixing, and upon hearing this, she patted her chest and vowed to help with great enthusiasm.
Chu Yiren was not accustomed to such gestures—or rather, she was very uncomfortable with them—and though her neck stiffened instinctively, she forced herself not to pull away.
Shen Ru was entangled in a web of anxiety and wild imagination, yet in this very moment, she felt a strange, inexplicable sense of inferiority.
If I were a celebrity, promoting my app would become an incredibly simple task.
She watched the man walk out, his panicked gait hurried and entirely unlike his usual composure.
The man remained motionless for a long time. Xi Bai opened her eyes in confusion, only to see a gaze in his pupils that was colder than the moonlight itself.
One day, shortly after they had returned from outside and were sitting in rattan chairs basking in the sun, Lan He turned his head toward her and suddenly asked this question.
"I just don't understand why you don't care about these things. Is it because you understand me too well, or because you don't care enough?" Lu Yan said slowly, his eyes locked on Chen Xue, hoping to catch a flicker of the truth on her face.
"In that case, I'll have to trouble you with recent matters." Bai Yan looked at her and nodded earnestly. Although he had not yet fully considered the implications of recent events, he felt he had to address them now to avoid any further trouble.
From this ultimate authority, Old Nine learned the most crucial point: why the major empires did not care about his control over the Endless Sea. In their view, the Xiaoyao Empire could never truly control the vital shipping lanes of the Endless Sea.
After sitting in the courtyard for a while to collect his thoughts, Di He stood up and headed toward where he sensed Nan He currently was.
His earthly soul had fallen into a stupor because of his own rash impatience, costing him his chance to leave. This time, he had to be cautious and ensure his body was in peak condition before proceeding.
Liu Yan first met Bo Yanhe when she was ten years old; by then, he had already been soaking in medicinal vats for three years.
Such is the coldness and warmth of human relationships. Uncle He had spent his life in glory, only to fall from grace in his middle years and ultimately lose his life.
The reason the beef brisket noodles of Hua County are considered a local specialty is that, unlike elsewhere, the brisket and the noodles are not mixed together; the brisket is served in one bowl, and the noodles in another.
One of the five finalists, who had been standing right next to Zhou Ming, had noticed the mysterious master seemingly staring into space for a second after the referee signaled the start. Then, the man’s hands had blurred into a phantom, and within seconds, the sound of the timer being clicked had left the finalist so rattled he nearly botched his own performance.