Volume 1, Chapter 57: A Fall Made It Worse

"Young Master Cheng, you've really stumped me with this question. At least I've never accepted one, nor have I ever encountered a situation where one absolutely had to be accepted. But in my opinion, such things are inevitable. No one is perfect, let alone the countless varied personalities among people, so we cannot completely rule out such occurrences. Therefore, this is indeed a dilemma."

Without the heat radiated from computer terminals to neutralize it, the air conditioning made this sealed room bone-chillingly cold. The familiar hum of the system operation and the dim green glow that should have flickered from screens and machinery had all vanished entirely.

"You're seducing me even when you're sick." When he pulled away from her lips, breathing heavily, his eyes were somewhat bloodshot.

"Those two people without protective suits, are they the ones you mentioned who are immune to the zombie virus?" the other party continued to ask.

"It's Dongqing!" Ouyang Hongye recognized the voice instantly; it belonged precisely to Dongqing whom they had met back at the Youlan Grotto Abode.

Hearing this, several sturdy estate guards immediately stepped forward and hoisted the dizzy Lady Fang up by her arms. One of them retrieved a hemp rope as thick as a wrist and bound Lady Fang securely within a few swift motions.

Returning to the family-run inn in Lijiang where their companions were hiding, everyone was thrilled to reunite. We introduced Mu Zhi and Banlangen to the newly arrived partners. Banlangen was exceptionally delighted, knowing that if her grandfather was still alive, there was finally hope for him to be rescued.

Su Fengnuan had not expected the Emperor to entrust this matter to her so easily. Her father commanded a million troops, and now that she had taken charge of supervising the manufacture of crossbows, the Armament Bureau and the Crossbow Workshop would all have to answer to her. Thus, the entire Su family could be said to have won the Emperor's utmost favor, reflecting the monarch's profound trust in them.

Su Pu felt a slight internal hesitation and let out a sigh. He had always known that in the Emperor's eyes, aside from Lady Qingwu and the Heir, everyone else was utterly insignificant.

Chen Ming had been of immense help to the Lingzhou Extraordinary Response Team. His abilities had aided them in resolving numerous major troubles. His contributions to the Lingzhou team far outweighed the role Lin Feng played in the Mingzhou Extraordinary Response Team.

Perhaps because of Cai Yong's gaze, Cai Yan could not help but lower her head, not daring to lift it. Over on the other side, Li Yi was comforting Diaochan all on his own.

Section Chief Wang almost pulled out a handful of dog feces and smeared it across the faces of those two, yet on the surface, he maintained his customary smile.

A sharp, piercing sound wave echoed explosively throughout the blessed realm of the grotto heaven. As the aftermath dissipated, the bamboo forest within a radius of a hundred meters was snapped cleanly in half at the waist.

Leaders of countless factions were utterly bewildered. On the surface, it certainly appeared that Yuerte held a massive advantage; however, when comparing peak martial prowess, the reality was the exact opposite.

"I understand now." Qi Yuan grasped the situation entirely from his tone, and a sudden wave of clarity washed over him.

Upon stepping inside, however, he laid eyes upon the lifeless corpse of Ren Youwei sprawled on the floor. The hotel attendant was startled out of his wits and immediately called the police.

This miraculous sight left even the Lord of Arakawa and Lady Chen momentarily stunned, though they did not delve deeply into the reasons behind it.

Therefore, that night, Yi Xiaojuan had merely agreed to celebrate Xiao Jing's birthday alongside Wang Xiyun, without consenting to go all the way.

Though the weather was pleasant today, featuring clear blue skies, white clouds, and boundless sunshine, Xiao Jing's mood at the moment was shrouded in dense, gloomy clouds.

That was one of the standard tactics of a spacetime worm—resembling a jump-interference device capable of warping spacetime curvature to fashion a trap.

Chen Jiu stared at these eyes for a long time, then walked over to take a look around the corner of the comprehensive building, where a multitude of eyes had likewise been painted.

Yue Qingran informed Elder Xie of her intention to seek out the Ruoxu Forest, expressing her hope that he would accompany her, given that Elder Xie was, after all, an expert in medicinal herbs.

Until a series of pink and purple gauze curtains appeared before her eyes, accompanied by the lingering presence of a faint fragrance.

"The Great Ming government does not permit us to engage in commerce. These goods were all purchased at exorbitant prices from the underground black market. After all, our ancestors still possessed some savings." As Isaiah spoke, his expression was one of grinding, bitter resentment.

Youbao immediately shook her head, once again reaching out her arms to embrace Qi Nansi, though her tone carried a hint of despondency.

The royal spirit masters, however, fell somewhat short. Although they had undergone the Grandmaster's rigorous training, their ranks were still five or six levels lower—or even lacked a spirit ring—compared to the spirit masters of the Spirit Hall.

"Hold on tight, we're moving out." The man cracked his whip. The ox pulling the cart expelled two puffs of hot air from its nostrils, licked the tight rope across its muzzle, flicked its long tail, and lifted its hooves toward the single official highway leading out of the city.

Distracted by this interruption from Chen Taiyi, the Princess Consort paused to briefly recall Chen Taiyi's character, and her anger instantly dissipated.

Military Governor Fang had been negligent and allowed the enemy to infiltrate the borders, bringing them such immense trouble. No matter what, he dared not agree to the suggestion made by the foreign devils of District K.

"Oh, give it a rest! Ah Luo always used to make a mountain out of a molehill over trivial matters. If you ask me, what on earth does the rat monster have to do with you?" Erhu chimed in with a taunt. Whatever Li Chuang claimed was right, he insisted on calling wrong; whatever Li Chuang claimed was wrong, he would blow out of proportion.

"What's wrong with you? Why is your expression suddenly so grave?" Shen Jingling asked with concern, acutely sensing the emotional shift in Murong Feisi.

Much like the destiny of a heavenly burial, a single day of battle left behind mountain ranges of corpses piled high within the Heavenly Burial Valley. Looking out across the landscape, the entire ground was dyed an expanse of blood red.

This was the true Five Ghosts. Among practitioners, there is a saying that the Five Ghosts are actually one entity—meaning they are controlled by a single consciousness without any independent awareness.

In truth, had Ling Chen not made a prompt and decisive decision at that moment, even with the Reverse-Training Twist, and even with his meridians, Dantian, and internal organs perfectly tempered, he still would likely have been blasted to death by the shockwave of the wolf-headed monster's self-detonation.

"Why don't we call it the Immortal Grass?" a villager suddenly blurted out loudly. Finishing his sentence, his eyes widened and a cheerful expression bloomed across his face, as though he had just devised the most brilliant name imaginable.

Willow trees were planted around the tile-roofed house, swaying poetically in the wind. Several earthenware wine jars stood in the courtyard alongside a stone table draped with a cloth, and the hazy fragrance of osmanthus flowers could be clearly discerned from afar.