Volume One, Chapter 34: The Palace’s Secret Elixir

Dong Qianqian was startled by Aunt Nine’s sudden voice, and in her panic, she accidentally knocked the flashlight standing by the bedside onto the floor. It spun a few times, illuminating Aunt Nine’s face.

"He’s fine, he just needs to sleep for a few days. Children are too energetic, and an old woman like me can’t keep up. It’s better to let him quiet down for a few days; by the time he wakes up, your father might have come to take you both back."

As Aunt Nine spoke with nonchalance, she stroked the brand-new, brightly patterned floral cotton quilt on the table. Dong Qianqian watched the deep frown on Aunt Nine’s face, sensing the disdain in her eyes for the gaudy, festive patterns of the new quilt, as well as the underlying implication in her words that Dong Jian...

This line of thought once again brought back that lingering, strange sensation to Ri-ying Qianqing. Thinking back to the time when her engagement to the Gu family was broken off, she remembered not only the rumors outside but also how the elders in her own family kept harping on about her "lost reputation." He was upright, capable, impartial, and selfless—his reputation was impeccable, yet this had also offended many people.

"By the way, how are things going with you and Dr. Shen?" Li Sisi couldn't even stay serious for a few seconds before returning to her gossiping ways.

Although President Ye was the head of the branch, he was new to the position, his foundation was not yet stable, and he did not fully understand the situation. Even if she told him, it would likely only put him in a difficult position without achieving anything.

He had a pair of captivating, flirtatious eyes. When he looked at someone, his gaze appeared exceptionally intimate, making one’s heart grow warm. His smug tone clearly mimicked Chen Xueying’s, but he seemed unaccustomed to it, coming across as somewhat restrained and lacking that punchable quality. He didn't want to argue with Chen Xueying anymore; the Empress was clearly born in Great Yan and raised as a pampered golden branch and jade leaf, yet how could she be so infuriating when she spoke?

A white horse was seen galloping toward the exit of the hunting grounds, carrying a man dressed in white. Meng Xiwei felt as if the two of them were playing a game of cat and mouse; the more she tried to retreat, the more aggressively Shen Xinghe pursued her.

He stared fixedly at Chixi before him. Her long hair fluttered slightly, and her fair, youthful face still bore a look of innocence—much like Qianyi, who had arrived at the Island of Rainbows a long, long time ago.

"You're here." Her voice was devoid of color, flatly inviting them into the room.

Although Chixi’s body could not yet move, after that ghostly voice drifted out, she instantly became alert, searching all around for the source of the sound.

Helian Ding’s face lit up with joy; he had felt uncomfortable in front of Chigan Ali. Chigan Ali took his leave, and the three of them, now free from restraint, walked about the camp at their leisure.

As for Chixi, she was left stunned by these words. Her mind was replaced by a vast, white void, leaving her body stiff and at a loss for what to do.

Ye Han felt a sudden sense of relief in his heart. The natural disintegration of the Heavenly Spirit Jade Platform meant that Lin Mengxi and Tiantian had safely reached their destination; his mission could finally be considered complete.

In the current world, martial artists primarily used swords, and there were five major schools of swordsmanship, known as the Five Great Sword Paths.

Qiyun’s heart sank to the bottom of the abyss. Across the crowd, she saw someone lying motionless on the dragon bed. Their skin was as white and translucent as marble, devoid of blood. An unprecedented sense of powerlessness filled her chest, making it hard for her to breathe. She feared that the scene of her mother’s tragic death was repeating itself.

Watching it like this felt frustrating, but a sudden flash of inspiration struck me, and I thought of an idea, wondering if it might work.

The regenerative ability possessed by the Ghost King was far more formidable than that of ordinary vampires. I still remember the three regenerative vampires in the theater were terrifying enough, but Beidou’s regenerative power far surpassed theirs. Even after suffering Chester’s attacks, he remained unharmed; among those at the C-level, almost no one could kill Beidou.

I didn't know who to turn to for help. Going to the Western Heaven to find the Tathagata was not feasible, as his method required the sacrifice of the Bodhi followers. Where else could I find someone like Aimang Chulong who would sacrifice himself to save others?

Terrifying energy fluctuations rippled through the air. Five Heavenly Emperor-level powerhouses simultaneously unleashed their celestial power—what a terrifying sight that was. Even a Heavenly God-level powerhouse would not dare to be the least bit careless in the face of it.

At the break of dawn, Yun Luo was sleeping soundly while holding Yan Chanyu, when he felt her stir.

All the phoenix trees were fire-red, standing tall on the peak of a mountain. Lin Tian looked out, and the entire mountain forest resembled a boundless sea of fire, connecting to the "other shore" on the far side.

Having received instructions from the God Emperor, Jian Taiqing prepared to say a few more words to Shi Xuan, who had already crossed halfway over the Golden Bridge of the Other Shore, so as to leave a pretext for a future visit.

"There are many three-tribulation masters who cannot touch the essence of the Great Dao; they will likely dissipate their cultivation and seek reincarnation before the fourth heavenly tribulation arrives," Meng Nishang replied indifferently.

Xue Qi certainly didn't think Lin Tian had given up. The materialized Heavenly Bridge acted like a magical artifact that would automatically protect its master, and with Lin Tian’s aura now subtly restrained, it was difficult to discern his true intentions. For a moment, Xue Qi was held back by hesitation, not daring to rush forward to attack.

Tears slipped silently from the corners of my eyes. "Get out!" I whispered these three words to Popo Na.

"So you want to obtain this supreme treasure, right?" Zhao Nan stared straight into the eyes of the Palace Master of Chuchen.

Consequently, Qianlong, feeling very considerate, dispatched imperial guards two days later to escort the Vice Director of the Imperial Hospital and two physicians to Zhengzhou to personally diagnose Heshen, brew his medicine, and even supervise him as he took it.

However, neither Su Zimo nor Han Lingsha intended to pay attention to it; instead, they turned their heads to look at the glowing red Blazing Flame Stone to the side.

This situation only deepened the concerns of the ministers within Wan City. It was now clear to all that Young Master Yingcheng was not as skilled at leading troops in battle as Young Master Yan, and thus rumors began to circulate within Wan City that "many court officials are pleading with the Duke of Qin to replace Young Master Yingcheng."

The crooked-neck tree spirit then captured and sacrificed the heavily wounded leader of the Night Demon mercenaries, after which countless tentacles emerging from the pool quickly retracted, leaving only a wooden carving swaying in place.

Gongsun Qi had someone bind the middle sections of two bamboo stalks tightly with hemp rope. Repeating this process, he bound seven or eight stalks, which by then had reached a length of thirteen or fourteen zhang.

She suddenly had a feeling: what if this world wasn't created just for her? What if this was Jinghua’s own dream?

A pair of bright eyes watched Ye Chen with fear and worry, and only when she confirmed he was still breathing did her suspended heart finally settle.

Suddenly, the room's light came on. Sister Meng was startled, holding her breath in nervousness, and quickly crawled into the driver's seat, ready to flee. However, after waiting for a while, there was still no sound. She suddenly realized that Cao Feng must have found Qin Yumei beautiful and couldn't resist having a go first.

"Yes, these are just bounties; we can earn them next time. Besides, there are plenty of roads, right?" the rat-faced man chimed in to persuade.

The next moment, the true essence within Dantai Changfeng’s body circulated on its own, erupting with a heaven-shaking aura.

Shen Baoxu already sensed that the Qin court’s opposition to aiding Chu was not merely the opinion of the Duke of Qin himself, but the common consensus of the entire Qin nobility and citizenry; it was not something Shen Baoxu could manipulate with just his silver tongue.