Volume One, Chapter 55: You Want Me to Sell Medicine? In Your Dreams!

“Since that’s the case, how about we raise the stakes and make a bet?” If she wanted to see her embarrassed, there had to be a price to pay.

“I’m glad I have you.” From the moment she arrived at the Jiang family, her true purpose was to absorb the energy from Jiang Zhi—that was what truly mattered.

As expected, inquiries revealed that all the letters had been sent from abroad. The sender was unknown; only the recipient was her, somewhere in an unfamiliar city.

The lion-eating monkey was about to succeed and was quite elated, but no one anticipated the sudden turn of events within the arena. With nowhere left to evade, it could only watch helplessly as the massive golden light engulfed it.

Jiang Le moved with a swift motion, the wind spirit energy swirling at his feet as he vanished from his spot. At the same time, the formation above the Wang family’s residence was activated.

He recalled how, a few years ago, Bu Liang often chased after him. Back then, he was still young and naïve; once exposed, Bu Liang simply admitted his fondness for Ye Jin, pursuing her daily with gifts and flowers.

Facing so many warriors of the Martial Sect Master level, even though he himself was of the same rank, it was to no avail.

His weary appearance bore no resemblance to the arrogant demeanor he had displayed moments earlier when challenging other disciples of the Cangzhou Academy.

With a deep, resonant roar, Diabolo’s dragon shout instantly alarmed the guards around the hot spring palace, summoning a chorus of bustling voices from all directions.

In truth, Huai Shan was lodging a complaint, never expecting that Feng Wushuang, who seemed so pristine and radiant, would allow others to directly use Mi She’s red pouch. Speaking of which, she still had some of Mi She’s red pouches unused.

“This meat is perfectly good—don’t you want to eat it? Didn’t it taste great yesterday? Why don’t we bring some along for the road so we won’t go hungry?” Wang Yiliang hadn’t fully registered it yet.

In the past, she never had to spend her own money; many things were gifted by others. But now, such occasions had become rare indeed.

“I will strive to achieve this goal. By the way, my master asked me to give you this token.” With that, Mo Long pulled the token from his pocket and handed it to Su Yu.

In the land of Fuxi, He Yinuo and Ding Huai’s bodies hung suspended midair, motionless. At that moment, the darkness in their eyes began to spread outward, steadily devouring their forms.

The candlelit dinner was delightful throughout. Han Lengxuan remained elegant and gentlemanly the entire time, personally slicing the steak for Shi Yuzhu, just as he had done before.

During the days waiting for the report, she had little contact with the jade-like beauty Yu Ze—not even many flirtatious phone calls. The other party seemed to understand her current standby status and was not in a rush to reach out to Ning Dai, though daily messages were sent to maintain presence.

“Peat, this energy fluctuation definitely exceeds the master level. Could there be a formidable scavenger nearby engaged in battle?” Su Yu’s expression changed; his first instinct was to avoid it.

With Yang Shifei’s current strength, he should have far surpassed Liu Fa. Yet, Yang Shifei’s hands were not ruthless; wanting to interrogate rather than kill outright, he refrained from delivering deadly blows.

Thinking this through, Lu Cheng looked up and saw Su Ling had fallen into a deep sleep. Quietly, he rose and found a soft measuring tape to carefully take her measurements.

“It’s really nothing. I just had an upset stomach earlier. I’ll warm up with some porridge, and I’ll be fine,” Ye Jiayin said calmly.

Though a slight tension lingered in her heart, outwardly she remained composed and poised. If she let anxiety show, she would find herself at a disadvantage immediately.

Qin Hong had gone without sleep for nearly two days and nights; Xie Zhi had also stayed up through the night and daytime. Yet both rose at their usual times the next day. Looking into the copper mirror and seeing no signs of weariness or dark circles, Xie Zhi sighed inwardly—youth truly was an asset.

Xie Zhi groggily opened her eyes. “Fifth Brother?” He wouldn’t wake her without reason. What was wrong?

Back on the ship’s bridge, Bei Hai turned the bow around, set the autopilot, and intended to return to the deck to check on Li Weiwei’s crab catching—while also teasing her a little.

Indeed, having grown accustomed to the freedom of piracy, who would willingly become a servant selling their strength to others? Understanding shone instantly in everyone’s eyes.

Watching Li Ming and Hu Sanding both shake their heads, Du He sighed deeply and said, “Wait until we return home. I’ll take you to Tang Hao’s club in Mingzhu to enjoy it; then you’ll understand.”

The questioning voice was loud and forthright, throwing the others into slight disarray.

Chang Dayong was trained in martial arts; with a simple cutting motion, he subdued Wang Guiren and then dragged her away.

Before, no one had seen Xi Ronghua’s face or knew how far along her pregnancy was. Now, as she appeared before everyone, their gaze naturally fixated on her belly.

Previously, at the Wu family, they had only glimpsed the mission superficially and knew very little. Clearly, the hidden Duan family patriarch here knew far more than he did. Such an opportunity—how could he let it slip by?

With the brilliant performance continuing, thunderous applause rose from the audience below the stage. Were it not for concern about disturbing the leading actress, cheers and shouts would surely have accompanied the applause.

Tu Feng revealed all the facts to Yang Ting, knowing Yang Ting would certainly side with them.

“Hard work, exhaustion, and no strength left—what then?” Chen Che’s daily trio of questions was now down to the last one.

Faced with the vicious constriction of the water python, Chu Tianyu was helpless. The only thing keeping him going was the Dragon Swimming Sword.

Yin Rong suddenly became flustered; her high ponytail grew somewhat disheveled. At this moment, she was genuinely anxious. As the violent clash of forces continued, her heart pounded with nervousness.