Volume 1, Chapter 48: Against One's Will

The Ghost Doctor—the very name acted like a faint yet steadfast ray of light, igniting a spark of hope within Shen Nanxing's heart.

"Take him back, and pack some restorative medicine."

Shen Er produced a black cloth blindfold and tossed it to the physician.

"Put this on yourself, and I will lead you out! Do not ask about things you shouldn't, and do not look at what you shouldn't."

Once Shen Er had escorted the man out—

"Just a few cops, nothing to be afraid of." Jason curved the corner of his lips into a smile, then raised his hand and fired a shot.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh! In his urgency, Qin Yu unleashed his sword intent, and the entire sea of consciousness under the starry sky instantly grew chilling and desolate. Grey swords condensed one after another in the void, carrying a sharp aura, and immediately slashed toward the ropes binding Niyu.

"When dealing with Berserkers, one can only use control-type magic to restrain them, or kill them outright. Even if the control is lifted, a Berserker's frenzy state will not disappear."

Indeed, it had not been very convenient to speak inside just now, which was why Gu Yunyan had pursued Su Chen outside after he emerged.

"Shinguki has offended the mister. Shinguki offers her most sincere apologies to the mister here!" Ignoring the dagger embedded in her abdomen, Shinguki bowed deeply to Su Chen.

Yet his opponent, Ye Lin, was not the least bit inferior to him. Although only at the early stage of the Pill Realm, his true essence was exceptionally profound, and his physical body was immensely powerful. Fierce sword qi crisscrossed the air, as if attempting to cleave the sky asunder.

Mu Qilang gave an awkward smile, clearly not expecting Yang Fan to be so audacious. When those name lists were obtained, even Wolf Three had remarked that they were somewhat troublesome.

Su Chen nodded and stepped into the fitting room. Before he went in, Lin Ruoxue picked out a shirt and shoved it into his hands.

At the start of their senior year in high school, Ye Feng had entered the Samsara World, intentionally or unintentionally improving his physical fitness through various forms of exercise. Sometimes, when he went for an early morning run on the track, Huang Xiao would accompany him.

Although his life on Earth was currently quite comfortable, not a moment passed without him wanting to figure out why he had suddenly translocated to Earth.

"Ah Li, could it be that you've forgotten this?" Hearing Tang Liyin's leisurely tone, Li Tengjiao, standing to the side with a face as radiant as a flower, held up two small objects and presented them to her beloved.

Haishui shook her head continuously, choked back her tears, and said, "I won't come to see you off tomorrow. Wishing you a safe journey." With that, she turned and ran off without looking back.

Yet, an event that nearly caused the jaws of everyone in the Temple of Light to drop to the ground unfolded less than a thousand zhang from their city walls.

Zhai Nan pondered for a moment, then recounted the petty affairs involving the Qin, Qi, and Cai families to Mr. Ai once again.

Yuan Fang sat up abruptly, grabbed the clothes beside him, and asked while hastily dressing, "Did something happen? What happened? Is the Wanliu Empire stirring up trouble again?" Tian Niuniu glanced furtively at the figure in red and reached out to help Yuan Fang fasten his buttons.

"Ye Yun, Ye Yun, I've got good news... Ahem, am I interrupting?" Tang Hao came barrelling noisily through the door, only to be greeted by the sight of a picture of blooming crabapples in spring. Meeting Ye Yun's awkward expression as he turned his head, Tang Hao instantly felt a bit abashed, offered an embarrassed, sheepish grin, and prepared to make himself scarce.

The strength of these immortal cultivators was not particularly impressive, but every single one of them was fiercely belligerent, having learned spellcasting techniques from goodness knows where that allowed them to detonate themselves. Even if caught in the explosion of someone vastly inferior in strength, it was still far from pleasant.

Although such actions provoked some controversy, Chen Ning was certainly not a man who cared about the opinions of others.

The wish was beautiful, but reality is forever cruel; unless one possessed extraordinary willpower, many children harboring such dreams would completely "degenerate" before their freshman year even came to an end.