Volume 1, Chapter 33: Su Mei Falls Ill

Qin Hao sighed at the sight. The world had truly become increasingly pragmatic; with enough power in one’s hands, nothing was impossible, and no one could remain unconquered.

At this moment, Bai Sheng, observing from the shore, had already retrieved a dropper from his medical kit. He drew up some of the seawater, which had been turned green by the virus, and dripped it into a test tube. After giving it a shake, he examined it with a portable microscope he had brought along.

Zhao Zhiguang scrambled to dodge, while the surrounding workers revealed expressions of panic, slowly lowering the shovels and tools they held in their hands.

"Perhaps I should hold Yingzi; that way, she might sleep more soundly," Xu Zhengchun said immediately upon hearing Yingzi’s soft snoring.

"If you refuse to let go now, you will only be the one to suffer," his tone carried a trace of impatience.

"Su Ran, go to the Wang Family Medical Hall and invite Dr. Wang over," Xi Feng said, looking toward Su Ran with instructions.

She looked back at the exit, which was nothing more than an artificial rockery. Had she not just stepped out from it, she would never have guessed there was anything unusual about the place.

Xi Tonglin’s act of taking a concubine was conducted discreetly. Even Xi Tongfang and Madam Ruan only heard of it several days later, and that very day happened to be the eve of the sutra-chanting assembly at Baiyun Temple.

In truth, this was exactly what Qin Zhang thought. After his grandfather, uncles, and aunts had all agreed to the matter, he believed that his union with Xiong Lin was a done deal. The Qin clan was his lineage, but they were not the people closest to him.

Xu Bangguo grabbed Mei Zi’s hand and pried open her ring finger. Regardless of her reluctance, he slid the ring onto her finger. He even gave it a tug to ensure it wouldn't come off before letting go.

"You must all be hungry. I’ve boiled some soup; come over and have some," the old woman said, still holding a candle. She walked over to invite Wen Li and the others to follow her to the dining hall. Wen Li, Bee Sting, and the others exchanged glances, unsure whether they should go or not.

Yuan Shao was somewhat curious about the "divine arts" Gao Yunlin used to control Kualü, Bailan, and the others. However, he knew he lacked Gao Yunlin’s profound cultivation and dual mastery of medicine and martial arts. It was merely curiosity; he did not necessarily wish to master such abilities himself.

More importantly, over the past hundred years, the four great families had relied on marriages, promotions, favors, and coercion to cultivate numerous connections and old subordinates throughout the entire Great Yan territory.

By the time Jiang Ling finished bandaging Du He’s wounds, he had already fallen asleep from exhaustion. Fearing some mishap during the night, Jiang Ling could only sit in a chair, resting by Du He’s side.

"Enough said. We must attack the city today! Obey the orders, or you shall face military law!" Daisan’s face was grim. It was not that he did not want to deliberate further, but the supplies would not allow for it.

Bee Sting’s statement was uncertain, as she was only repeating hearsay and had never witnessed it with her own eyes.

The deputy chief scientist was an elderly man in a white uniform with a kindly smile. His threat level was only a 6, and he had displayed no murderous intent. Frankly speaking... you were careless. No, even if you had not been, you could not have dodged this sudden, divine-level assault.

After a few phone calls from this influential figure, the traffic authorities immediately began pulling the surveillance footage.

But it was obvious that the young man beside her was a dangerous element, and one who refused to be disciplined, which gave her a massive headache.

"I can't be bothered with you." Yu You prepared to leave, but he blocked her path. The edge of the fishpond was not wide, and his frame just happened to obstruct her way.

"Ha, you use me and then forget my merits. No matter how noble your exterior, you are in fact utterly base." Mo Jiuxiao looked at Shi Chence with indifference. Although his gaze was plain, it made Shi Chence feel a sense of inferiority.

Jon paused. In the past, he would not have spoken so easily, but this film had planted a seed in his heart. He believed it would surely take root and sprout, so he did not need to go back and reflect or carefully phrase his words before speaking.

Like most of those in attendance, even though he knew the Third Hokage was lying, Shimura Danzo still feigned absolute belief and did not continue to press the Third Hokage for details.

With a smirk and squinting eyes, Xiang Chunzao opened her phone, found the photo, and tapped it gently. Then, putting the phone down, she leaned back against the sofa, folded her hands, and watched Zhang Liyuan.

Zhao Bin and Zhao Liang accompanied their parents to Yang Yang’s boudoir. Because they were worried about the second aunt’s husband’s health, they had decided the previous night that the second aunt and her husband would not attend the wedding procession today, leaving Zhao Bin, Zhao Liang, Fei Lin, and Fei Er to go instead.

The dishes were mostly served: eight cold platters, ten hot stir-fries, and two soups. Twenty dishes in total—quite a feast.

A breeze blew, and the birds returned to the woods. Shimura Danzo raised his bandaged face, looking solemnly at the sky thick with dark clouds.

This was the third time the two had met. After a few exchanges, the initial awkwardness vanished into thin air. Without realizing it, they had been talking in the garden for nearly an hour.

Li Lingyue heaved a sigh of relief. She had been genuinely worried that Tang Xiang, in a moment of rash temper, would insist on entering the competition.

At this moment, the advisor gave a bitter smile, then suddenly raised his right hand. A brilliant light bloomed, transforming into a dazzling screen of radiance.

Overnight, the number of slayers fell below three hundred, returning to a state of delicate stability and balance.

Indeed, before long, the others returned one by one, sharing their own accounts, many of which included the harrowing sights of massacred villages.

Standing up, Lin Feng glanced indifferently at the two terrified security guards, then gently opened the office door.

Perhaps due to the caffeine, my sleep was restless that night. When I woke up, my mind was filled with fragmented, chaotic dreams. The only thing I could remember was Mr. Zeng extending a skeletal hand toward me, greeting me weakly.

Now, she was the only one left in the mansion; the rest of the family had been taken away by the military.

With a deafening boom, the air behind Alonso twisted violently, trembling under the fierce impact that pierced through his body.

As for the Bulong Master, their Wugong Mountain was essentially a branch of the Longhu Mountain. Logically, when the most powerful Master Shanyang of the Longhu Mountain Heavenly Master Path arrived, he really ought to have gone to pay his respects.

I opened my mouth, but before I could speak, the door closed. I let out a breath and laughed softly.