Chapter 68: The Mastermind Behind Jian Tang's Broken Relationship

Dong Qi’s face turned pale. She could never forget what her current luxurious life depended upon. "No, impossible. How could a dead person come back to life?"

Though she denied it verbally, Chen Bozhou’s suddenly altered attitude kept replaying in Dong Qi’s mind.

Nie Chen frowned as he walked into the Nether Soul branch. The entire main hall of the branch was gloomy and oppressive, filled with a malevolent blood aura that was visible to the naked eye. Most of the people coming and going wore black robes and walked with dark, grim expressions, looking as though the whole world owed them a debt.

Facing such a situation, Qin Tianren suddenly spun rapidly in mid-air like a top. The biting cold sword Qi generated by the Three Swallows Offensive Maneuver—the Swallow’s Return—fluttered outward in all directions like falling snowflakes.

The potion NPC was stunned, and by the look of it, that fellow clearly did not understand what the Master Blacksmith meant.

Lying in bed, the expected wave of fatigue did not wash over him as it usually did. Instead, Tang Cheng felt increasingly awake and energized.

Tang Cheng asked casually. At this moment, whatever he said somehow felt like making conversation just for the sake of it.

Little did Tang Cheng know that the inheritance had already begun to affect his physical body in reality.

"Still making excuses! You people from the Central Plains are just too evasive and keep everything bottled up inside. Here, do you dare to eat another one?" Keba produced an identical medicinal pill from somewhere and handed it to him once again.

Upon hearing this, Tang Cheng immediately felt depressed. What connection did pushing him into the water have with being forceful? Had Lily really come earlier to explain the specific arrangements for Jiuer’s coming-of-age ceremony tomorrow, or to teach Jiuer how to torment him?

"Li Xiuyuan, come out! I have a question for you, come out!" Buyu soared into the air and struck the heavy doors. Inside the temple, all the monks bolted upright like frightened birds, grabbed their weapons, and rushed out into the courtyard, leaving behind only a few senior monks of higher seniority.

The car came to a stop. After Han Yu and Long Er got out, the vehicle drove away, leaving the two of them behind.

"Hmph, I knew you couldn't bear to give it to your son. So selfish." Saying this, Li Xin'er hung up the phone.

The former courtyard lightwell was now a gigantic, roaring pit of fire! Quite some time had passed since that catastrophe, but this place remained unchanged from the aftermath of the "Skyfire Project." The surrounding area remained completely barren, with only the colossal, burning crater silently testifying to the tragic intensity of the past.

Qi Ming's mother, Liu Yan, did not come out from the inner courtyard room, though she must have been sitting on pins and needles inside.

The shopkeeper didn't pay much attention at first, but after taking it and examining it closely for a few moments, his eyes began to shine with a brilliant light, as if he were admiring a precious work of art.

More than a dozen furnace platforms near this exploded furnace were all affected, including Huangfu Linglong's. The medicinal cauldrons on all these platforms became unstable, and this was the exact moment that put a pharmacist's true skill to the test. Unless it was an absolute last resort, the Pharmacist Hall would not step in to intervene.

"Yang Jiahua, you don't need to come tonight. I have other arrangements." Qian Qiyue placed a hand on Yang Jiahua's back and spoke quietly. The cramping pain in her stomach was still ongoing, so her tone could hardly be described as pleasant. Previously, she had been calling him "Jiahua," but now she had reverted to his full name.

"As long as Cousin is willing, that's all that matters." Ye Miao smiled with satisfaction. The method was very simple: she would simply replicate how the Heir of Prince Rui and Ye Rong had become entangled in the past—by slipping in some aphrodisiacs. Would she still have to worry about Ye Hua refusing to take responsibility?

"Ye Yiran, since you are so arrogant, don't blame me for being unmerciful. Openly I may indeed be unable to do anything to you, so just get ready to face my hidden arrows!" Turning around, Song Jingzhi gazed at Ye Yiran's departing figure and muttered to himself. Immediately afterward, he headed to the core hall to claim another mountain peak.