Chapter 37

Su Yuejuan remained silent, biting her lip with her pearly teeth. She withdrew the hand she had placed on Tang Fei’s face and picked up a tissue to wipe away her tears.

Contemplating this possibility, she was overcome with a complex mix of emotions, unsure whether to feel happy for her sister or regretful for herself.

Hearing Jun Xuyao’s calm tone, Ning Wanxue seemed to feel a sense of security and followed him out of the vehicle.

Such situations occurred repeatedly, creating immense difficulties for resource allocation. Ultimately, the state had to tacitly permit the existence of these profiteering merchants—at the very least, it was better than allowing a city to fall due to a lack of essential supplies.

Lu Chen, bare-chested and holding a large iron hammer, gripped a piece of glowing, red-hot iron with tongs in his other hand. With a heavy, resounding thud, the iron was struck violently. He raised the heavy hammer once more, and it fell again—bang.

Back at the manor, the Fourth Concubine had once been a figure of immense splendor. Xie Nanjia had often seen her in the quarters of Madam Qin and the Old Matriarch. In those days, she was flamboyant and enchanting, unlike now, dressed in plain clothes without even a decent hairpin on her head. Though she had applied powder to her face, it could not conceal the dark circles beneath her eyes.

Sure enough, the silhouette of a village had already appeared on the horizon; at their pace, it would not take long to arrive.

Jiang Xun was, after all, more composed than she. Though he had his doubts, he did not panic. His first instinct was to soothe Lin Yiqiao’s emotions while helping her wipe the fruit juice from her clothes.

On one hand, he loathed their departure, yet on the other, he absolutely refused to deny their piety. After all, they were all companions who had persisted in their faith throughout the hundred years since the True God had fallen into slumber.

"It is feasible, but it will become extremely troublesome once the number of people grows," He Runze said, stroking his chin as he sat on a stool. As a successful businessman, he grasped the pros and cons at a glance.

An hour later, the spirit stopped flowing. Jianxi hurried to tell the clerk to douse the fire and stop pouring cold water. After weighing the output, out of one hundred catties of raw liquor, they had produced fifteen catties of fine spirit and five catties of secondary spirit. The yield rate was roughly twenty percent, which was basically the same as the experiment conducted by the Prince, allowing him to report back successfully.

"Instructor Xiao, I am quite well," Zhao Cheng said, exercising his arms and legs, straightening his headscarf, and forcing a smile.

Ye Zhikui was startled, and the generals were in an uproar. Before he could refuse, Nie Shicheng pulled over a man in his thirties. The man had a square, broad face, a handlebar mustache, and thick, rugged eyebrows.

"The God-Devouring Beetle is extremely rare; it seems to exist only in Hidden Mist Mountain, and no one has discovered one for hundreds of years. A single one is worth a sky-high price of thousands of mid-grade spirit stones. Where did you encounter it, Fellow Daoist Su?" The question came from Liao Changqing. Su Hanjin glanced up at him and simply shook her head.

"Snow falls on the western peaks, flags billow in the wind, hard to furl. Today, the long sword leaves its sheath; who can stand against its edge?" Governor Wu of Sichuan, holding the reins in one hand and a wine gourd in the other, arrived with a dozen Sichuan officials to bid Wu Dashan farewell.

"Prime Minister, is this seat truly so comfortable? Dong Zhongying once held it, only to be killed by Lu Bu. If my predictions are correct, these two will surely perish in the chaos of war," Liu Yu said coldly.

The Duke of Chu frowned in thought, then suddenly brightened. His eyebrows arched as he hit upon an idea. Qingyi was not one to sit idle; after tossing and turning on the bed for a while, she could no longer sleep. She rolled over, jumped up, pushed open the window, and leaped out.

Along the way, Qiu Ling continued to complain, but Zhou Lin paid her no mind. He was preoccupied with thoughts of Chen Meng’s ability, recalling the moment his body had spun out of control. Nothing seemed to have happened back then; he had merely looked into Chen Meng’s eyes.

The most pressing task was to find the final piece of the jade fragment. The Immortal Alliance, the Confucian Sect, and Xia Yuechuan’s party were scouring the Three Thousand Worlds, willing to dig three feet deep to unearth the last ancient jade shard. Meanwhile, guided by Linglong, Su Hanjin entered the True Immortal Realm through the Heaven-Ascending Pool.

"Second Master, they currently owe us over six thousand guan in 'rolling donkey' high-interest loans. Relying on their monthly stipend of five guan, I fear they will never finish paying it off even if they die in our manor!" Zhao Xin calculated.

After bidding farewell to Zhang Jiao, Zhang Liang took advantage of the time Zhang Jiao was locked in a bitter struggle with government troops to gather the retreating soldiers by the river. He then led the remaining Yellow Turban troops across the river and burned the bridges. Once across, seeing that the government forces were no longer in pursuit, the army felt safe and finally settled down.

Before he died, the Flying Demon had entrusted Ping’er and Susu to Miaokong. Along with the Flying Demon came hundreds of villagers from Baijue Village.

After all, the industries of the Prosperous Agricultural Park were all related to food, and the broiler chickens processed by the factory were of the utmost importance.

As for Tian Bao, after his defeat, he returned to Taiyuan. This was a heavy blow to him, as he had previously considered himself invincible.

"Xue Wuling, you wish to verify your Dao through battle. Today, I shall suppress my cultivation realm to duel you and shatter your Dao heart!" Jiang Dong roared, his hands forming seals, lotus flowers blooming at his fingertips. By now, his cultivation and soul power had manifested an infinite number of lotus flowers.

"No, no, I really have an urgent matter. If I go back any later, I’ll be punished," Meng Xuan said, looking unreconciled.

It turned out that Yuchi Gong wanted to hire a security firm from Shandong to protect their journey. The three hundred swordsmen of the Yuchi family felt their honor was at stake, which led to the incident between Yuchi Fei and Pang Wanchun.

Jiang Dong held a guillotine-blade and charged forward. Because the five sect-leader-level experts were drawing the attention of the majority, the giant stone statues attacked them instead. Jiang Dong and his group reached the throne without much effort.

Although the series had not yet begun, for the Celtics, who ranked only seventh in the East with just 41 wins this year, the season was already a failure.

The Spurs' tactics were simple and unpretentious, yet their efficiency was remarkably high. This was Spurs basketball; this was the interior advantage held by Gregg Popovich.

Cold sweat broke out on me instantly: who could believe there would be such precise guidance from an expert and such timely help from a benefactor?

Ling Yuqing recalled Cang Yuan, covered in blue flames in the arena, and for a moment, she was at a loss for how to feel.