Volume 1, Chapter 36: Just Give Him the Medicine

Bai Yang signaled the three people beside him, gesturing for them to see how quickly Zhao Yue changed his tune. They had tried to persuade him earlier to no avail, but as soon as the other person spoke a few words, he agreed. There was simply no comparison!

They all stifled their laughter, afraid to make a sound.

Soon, they arrived at the island hospital. Su Jinxia went in to explain the situation to a nurse and was led to a consultation room.

Zhao Yue was instructed to lie on a small bed, and the doctor used scissors to cut away the gauze, exposing the wound.

It had worsened; a strange odor wafted through the air.

The doctor put on a mask to get a closer look at the wound. "How many days has this been? It looks like it's been more than a..."

He knew she was with that man surnamed Hu. Though he felt a bit annoyed, he thought to himself that perhaps it was just her way of finding some psychological balance. Once she had her fill, she would come to her senses. Isn't that how everyone in families like theirs lives?

He Hua arrived excitedly, wearing a thick cloak and carrying a large basin of stewed pig's trotters topped with cleaned mushrooms.

The opponent flew into a rage, the soaring flames engulfing his body coalescing into a giant fireball in the air, which surged toward Gao Sen without a moment's hesitation. Gao Sen could only dodge back and forth, finding no definitive solution for the moment.

Last year’s holiday gift from Aunt Zhang was cured pork from two pigs. She had cured at least a dozen pigs last year, and her cured meat was a specialty in Peach Village; every household insisted on using it for their holiday gifts. Some even said that if Aunt Zhang sold her cured meat, she could earn quite a bit of silver.

"I’m not sure either, but Jin City was entrusted to us by Boss Dongyun. We must hold it—not for the sake of the War God Palace, but for our own sake, and for Boss Dongyun’s sake, we must defend Jin City," Chen Xiaotian decided instantly.

Since yesterday, the apprentices of the Alchemist Guild had begun cleaning the courtyards and setting things up.

"Second Brother!" Just as Er Hu was on the verge of erupting, Da Hu gave him a look. Er Hu immediately fell silent, though he continued to grumble to himself, clearly furious.

She was not only beautiful but also intelligent and naturally gifted, unlike herself, who was dull; even with the cultivation of the Northern Underworld Emperor, she was now only a Great Luo Golden Immortal.

One must realize that an unfamiliar lineup and system can sometimes limit a player's ability to unleash their full potential. The "protect-the-one" strategy may look like four support heroes revolving around one high-output ADC, but when it comes to execution, not everyone is willing to play the role of the unsung hero behind the scenes.

"Among the things I gave you, there is a large cauldron. Put all the materials inside and use your power to melt them all down," Zhuge Liang continued.

The experts of the Sword Sect killed with a single strike. Their flying swords moved recklessly, weaving through the fray to claim lives.

When they reached the broken bridge, they were almost caught, but a burly figure suddenly vaulted up from beneath the bridge to block Ji Jinling's path.

It was an instinctive reaction. In fact, she didn't even know what she was saying, and she spent the next six months regretting it: "Why was I so foolish back then? Why did I only ask for two songs?"

But he remembered clearly that when he started practicing with his sword, the tassel was still hanging from it.

Not far away, the Great Xiangguo spat out a mouthful of blood. He had been mid-air fighting the Grand Nurse and nearly fell down.

It contained the laws of a True Immortal, similar to a folded space—or perhaps not even a folded space, but something supported by illusions.

Preposterous! Absolutely preposterous! How could this happen? Our relationship is a "pure" bond between siblings; we are brothers who have captured ghost infants together and faced life and death together; we are the best of friends.

"Leave it for now. At the very least, I must destroy this Nian beast statue and break the eye of the Yin meridian!" Yan Shiyi took a dozen bags of fire oil from the backpack on Zhang Mile's back, preparing to burn these ghost-faced moths first.

However, according to the latest investigation, one person had escaped death: Uncle Zhuo, who was abducted by Young Master Wei.

Because, for some time now, she had been using Li Zhen’s infatuation with her to fulfill her own ambitions.

"No, I don’t want to take two wives. I will have only one wife in this lifetime," Da Lang said earnestly. He would have only one wife in his life, and all his children would be born to the same mother; he wouldn’t even take a replacement wife. He had sworn that he would not let his own sons repeat his mistakes.

Nangong Yunyao understood what he was saying. Once these words were out, it meant his share would be much smaller—ten or twenty percent—but he didn't want to invite trouble right now. These demonic beasts didn't weigh much compared to the silver fish he was more focused on catching.

Guo Hongxuan felt frustrated and stifled, sitting alone in a pavilion, leaning against a pillar and staring blankly. At first, some familiar bailiffs tried to strike up a conversation, but he was in no mood to chat and dismissed them with a few words, his gaze fixed on the council hall diagonally opposite.

Perhaps because her mood was so good, even the Thousand-Knot Dew tasted unusually delicious. She was so distracted that she didn't notice the gaze Ling Chen had fixed upon her.

When Ji Zili woke up, her head was pounding. They told her she had been in a coma for five days and nights and informed her that she was two months pregnant. This shocked her—she was actually going to have a child?

The group immediately and skillfully set up a grill and placed the beast meat on it to roast.

He didn't know how much time had passed. To Qin Yibai, it felt just like the first time he entered the black hole world—as if time had stopped. If not for the Wuji Divine Armor alerting him that he was moving at high speed, he would have truly thought he was in a state of stillness.

For a moment, the young male disciples were all incensed that he dared to be so insolent at such a time. If it weren't for the fact that Zhang Ruyun’s words were directed at Chen Jingsong, several of them would have likely stepped forward to fight.

Her voice carried an endless allure, causing all the men present to feel a slight stirring in their hearts before they regained their composure.

If she reported it a moment later, the Qin family would have less time to prepare. How intense would the slaughter on the battlefield be then? If the Qin family failed, who could withstand the fury of Chang'an City? Even if the Qin family won, it would be a pyrrhic victory. The Master and Fifth Brother had been so kind to her; she could not be ungrateful.