Volume 1, Chapter 38: The Wedding Cure

Pei Siyuan immediately unfastened his cloak and, without a word of protest, draped it over Su Yi'an. He then gathered the cloaks from his guards and bundled them around her as well, wrapping her up until she looked like a cocoon. Disregarding whether she could move freely or observing any formalities, the group of rough men simply grabbed hold of her and hoisted her onto the horse.

Returning home, looking at his mother lying on the sickbed and his father toiling away on the hillside, Li Qingshan signed the three characters of his name onto the contract with firm resolve: Li Qingshan.

Burning Lamp did not explicitly state that the task was entrusted to him; how generous or meager the reward would be depended entirely on how well he handled the matter. He had to follow along; otherwise, how would he know if the divine water in Guanyin's jade vase had diminished? If Guanyin were to claim the water was gone, he would be the one forced to pay for it.

Those corrupted spirits bearing the sacred seal of the Shengfeng Divine Kingdom stirred in response, and a fierce battle instantly ignited with the cultivators who had arrived on their flying swords.

"Police! Don't move! What are you doing!" Two officers stepped out of the vehicle and shouted at Zhang Qi to stop.

If he fled, he would become a wanted criminal; he must have known this, but where would he go?

At this moment, what surged into his heart was not just a sense of powerlessness, but profound despair—a despair so heavy he couldn't even be bothered to struggle.

The gully-like wrinkles on his face and palms were gradually receding, and his skin transformed from withered and dry to fair, tender, and rosy.

If the Dingtian Group were involved in this matter, why did all the human traffickers captured insist it was the Changhong Group?

As the words faded, the phantom image began to blur. Then, the sound of gongs emanated continuously from the ghostly images of copper gongs on either side. Beneath the resonance of these gongs, the blurred phantom began to shift, eventually transforming into a human palm.

His eyes held astonishment and confusion, yet it was only for a fleeting moment. His extraordinarily handsome face remained cold and aloof, his lips curled into a sneer, and he turned and strode away without a shred of lingering attachment.

"My money... I won't let Qin Leng take my money." Liu Zhi muttered, as if recalling something.

"What? Are you afraid? You hypocritical, vicious bitch, you actually used fake Jade-Finger Tinglan to harm me! Even if I die, I will drag you down to hell with me. In the next life, I will still trample you under my feet!" As she spoke, she pressed toward Murong Qingwan step by step, her face, appearing as if scorched by fire and eaten by insects, becoming increasingly hideous and terrifying.

Upon first entering the Zhui Xia Palace, she had been captivated by these elegant and lovely white flowers. Now that the blooming season had passed, she realized that two months had slipped by without her noticing.

"Have you eaten, Fourth Sister?" Tang Yun asked while finishing every grain of rice in her bowl.

An image surfaced in her mind of the main room in An Garden, the residence of the Li family. The resplendent, eye-dazzling display of gold and jade was a level of true wealth the Ning family could not accumulate in several lifetimes. Even the experienced Nanny Fang had been stunned by the brilliant light spilling from the open doors when she first entered An Garden and knelt in the courtyard to pay her respects.

Indeed, over the following days, the meals were either seasoned with small amounts of safflower, infused with cold and cooling ingredients in the soups, or paired with conflicting food items. While consuming them wouldn't be fatal, it caused gastrointestinal discomfort, and long-term consumption could even lead to mild poisoning.

"Alright, a pot for each of the two great demons. Does that suit you?" the rabbit demon asked politely.

Mo Jiuqing suppressed a laugh, emitting a somewhat chilling, raspy hiss, as if wanting to speak but unable to do so.

"I understand now. This 'Earth Immortal Kingdom' must be the ruins of the ancient Yingzhou, right?" Mu Sheng asked thoughtfully.

Grandma Ye collected vegetables from people she had known in the countryside and hired a truck to transport them to the city. However, when purchasing the vegetables, Grandma Ye would appropriately negotiate the price, keeping it slightly lower than what they would typically earn selling them in town.