Chapter 31: A Desperate Gamble

Zhao Weimin turned around with Dou Dou and headed back to the ambush site on the steep slope. After digging up the few animal traps buried there, he gathered a handful of greenery along the way before returning to the spot where the white wolf had been discovered. Wolves are naturally vigilant and pack-oriented; they are exceptionally familiar with human traps, perhaps due to their thousands of years of interaction with mankind.

He Jichen remained silent, staring at her intently, his expression clearly betraying his disbelief at what she had just said.

The next morning, Lin Jie arrived at the affiliated hospital and met Yao Siyuan, who was waiting for him. Many customers, especially those who visited the Zhe Xian Ju Chinese Restaurant and tasted these miraculous products, immediately became loyal patrons.

Ren Hanyue finally realized that for the past thirty years, that inn had actually been the Ren family’s established foothold in Taizhou. The two individuals left with profuse thanks, and even until Tang Yu followed Ren Zixian away from the old capital, they never attempted to report them. In the future, every time he saw Li Gu’s face in the imperial court, he would be reminded of how he had drunkenly made a mistake and slept with him, likely leaving him unable to eat for days.

The two types of swordsmanship followed different paths—one offensive and the other defensive—with students free to choose which to learn.

Having just made contact with the Sharp-Eyed Eagles, the royal guards surrounding Mede II, it was confirmed that His Majesty the Emperor would remain on a warship in the waters outside Solitude until the wedding. For the sake of safety, the Emperor’s movements had to be kept covert.

Yue Mu knew that this monster possessed many abilities. Its roaring was partly due to the genuine pain of its injuries, and partly a sonic attack; under water, the effects of such a sonic assault were even more potent.

His arms, neck, and the soles of his feet ached; it seemed as though he couldn't find a single part of his body that didn't hurt. Zhuang Yan licked his parched lips. His body, severely dehydrated, was sounding an alarm. He knew that if he didn't find a place to drink some water and eat soon, this body would likely collapse.

"Thank you, thank you, you are too kind." Shen Feifei pulled her bag close and hurriedly ducked into the ticket gate; she really couldn't take it anymore.

"People in black clothes? What was their energy signature like?" Wu Ai narrowed her eyes, her gaze darkening, and she spoke with a grave expression.

Shuffling to the living room in slippers, she turned on a dim wall lamp, poured herself a glass of ice water, and sat on the sofa, clutching the cup while lost in thought.

"It's your mother." I told him how I felt this morning; as her son, he had the right to know the truth of the situation.

"With your pathetic strength, you must have very little power left after using that martial technique. It’s barely the strength of a First-Level Fighter, yet you dare to dream of using a 'Supreme' grade technique against me—you’re daydreaming!" Chen Bingjin said, stepping closer to Ye Tian.

"Senior, please cease the fighting for a moment and let my junior sister, Huaying, provide you with treatment." Beiming Yu, while continuing to exert her holy power to suppress the endlessly surging demonic souls, unleashed a burst of spiritual energy to free Huaying so she could tend to Yu Shiyang’s wounds.

"Xiaoxiao, how did I teach you? How can you be so rude to others?" Xia’s father had a scholarly, refined voice that sounded incredibly kind and gentle.

I took her directly to the clothing shop upstairs. I hadn't had any money, but after accompanying Bai Yufei’s father to play cards all yesterday afternoon, I had won quite a lot—it was a windfall, though Zixi had won even more than me.

At this moment, Jin Ruyu and the driver, Fang Lin, had already moved Xu Ziqian to another carriage. Simultaneously, they took a corpse that looked remarkably similar to Xu Ziqian from Ye Junyi’s carriage and placed it onto Ma San’s cart.

The goshawk was not a nocturnal animal. It was already a feat that it had stayed up this late to accompany Zhou You. Now that there was a place to rest, it was naturally happy to enjoy the peace.

Father Gu complained that they shouldn't have returned. "We are in the light, and they are in the dark. Your return puts you in danger. Finish your meal and leave immediately. Don't linger here too long." He then instructed the housekeeper to serve dinner early.

After drinking a bowl of water, the old man climbed down from the stretcher, his hollow eyes staring blankly at the people in the room.

They didn't know who Lin Yi was, nor did they know his cultivation level. However, seeing that he was only around twenty years old, they figured his cultivation couldn't possibly be that high; even if he were a super genius, he would be at the fifth level of the Qi Practitioner stage at most. But to challenge Wang Hong with such a level of cultivation—wasn't that just seeking death?

Two months later, the confidant left by the Jade Leopard in Yuhan City finally sent word, bringing with him a detailed defense map of Yuhan City.

Lady Tan rushed forward, reaching out to cradle the newborn baby on the floor. Although just born, the child didn't look wrinkled; he was pink, tender, and healthy. His large, dark eyes opened for a brief moment before he closed them to sleep.

"Little girl, don't be too sad." Xuan Xiang tried his best to comfort her, only to realize there were no words that could truly offer solace.

The breakthrough pill still lacked one ingredient: the Nine-Turn Dragon Saliva Grass. Once that medicinal herb was obtained and refined into a Dragon-Phoenix Origin-Returning Pill, reaching the late stage of a Grandmaster would be a natural progression.

Hearing this, Elder Wang was quite shocked. Could this Ye Yun’s strength actually be comparable to the seventh heaven of the Transformation Realm?

As the manager of the Jinghong Martial Arts Hall, he naturally knew how formidable Nie Feng was. Though they were at the same level, if they were to truly fight, Chen Guoan would definitely be no match for Nie Feng. This young master not only possessed great talent but also immense combat strength; looking across the entire Qinglong City, one could hardly find a few opponents under the age of thirty.