Chapter 43: Enough to Eat

Over here, Yang Hui had people return the white wolf and the supplies.

Zhao Weimin also grabbed hold of the lunging Lin Qian.

His wife wept bitterly in his arms, her face smeared with tears and snot.

"Weimin, you're finally back!" Lin Qian cried sorrowfully, "If you hadn't come back, there wouldn't even be a home left!"

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Amidst such a grand spectacle, the God of Thunder and the Goddess of Lightning descended together from the heavens, accompanied by countless celestial generals from the heavenly palace. Upon catching sight of the True Dragon of the Nine Heavens, the God of Thunder and the Goddess of Lightning immediately bowed to Zhuang Wangu, saying, "Congratulations, Heavenly Emperor of the Northern Peak, on acquiring the True Dragon of the Nine Heavens." The heavenly generals flanking them all echoed their congratulations.

These Behemoth warriors were elite and exceptionally skilled fighters. Even though they had been caught off guard and struck by the fatal iron triangle formation of the pikemen, their naturally ferocious disposition made them utterly disregard life and death. Accepting horrific wounds as the cost, they launched their initial assault.

Zhao Zhengce chuckled, ignoring Xiao Da's remark. Deng Qiaoqiao, however, blushed deeply and lowered her head.

Yet, how was it that Ye Zhichen had previously been so calm and composed in claiming it was Qin Feifei's responsibility?

What a joke. Was it as if she were asking whether she could wipe away all the wounds sustained over three years and then start anew with him?

"The Emperor of Qinghua possesses immense strength and has always enjoyed an untainted reputation, whereas the Heavenly Emperor of the Northern Peak has consistently valued brotherhood and loyalty, differing entirely from inferiors like us. How could he ever submit to a humble wretch like me? Only you, Emperor Naraku, embrace all rivers with your vast tolerance, willing to accept a lowly creature such as me." Her expression was one of utmost subservience and reverence.

"It's nothing... Although Jade went to the God Realm in order to exchange gold coins for its master from the gods, hasn't it finally become a member of the divine realm as well?" Mother gently consoled.

Tule chuckled without answering, but the look on his face clearly bore the expression of "You said it."

Xisa could not help but joyfully gaze out across the North Sa tribe's army. Not a single bloody elf complained of fatigue; they were innately endowed with an unyielding and soaring morale. Even when led into a desperate plight due to their leader's miscalculation, they offered no complaints, fighting like an Asura army with every ounce of strength, unwavering until they fell.

Finally, Legli made the same choice. Only the Saint of Magic from Yask nodded in farewell to Fred, and without a word, drifted away.

Inside the Western restaurant, customers were gradually increasing in number. In order to attend to them, Mitsuko went off to busy herself. Although she would no longer need to perform such tasks tomorrow, Mitsuko insisted on finishing today's work.

On the waters directly opposite the New York port, a large ship had been anchored for quite some time. It seemed to have been rented by someone for leisure, which explained why it remained stationary on the sea surface.

"Daddy, Daddy!" Tangyuan joyfully raised the wooden figurine in her hand, her round face crunched up like a steamed bun.

Returning to the room, Imperial Noble Consort Jing had fallen asleep once more. Reluctantly, Yi Chenjing released her hand and tucked it back beneath the quilt, his gaze lingering on her aged and haggard face, unable to tear itself away.

Because Xiao Yang had firmly committed the man's appearance to memory prior to executing his mission, he recognized him at a glance.

With the cooperation of Fu Chu and the imperial physician, Emperor Yao's condition was brought under a certain degree of control. Once the dust settled on all matters, his mood improved considerably as well, yet for some unknown reason today, the Ziyun Palace, which had been quiet for so long, once again echoed with bursts of angry roars.

"No one is allowed to touch the master's belongings!" Zhao'er spread her lotus-root-white arms wide, holding a powerful soft whip horizontally across her chest, her three thousand strands of dark hair dancing without wind under the surging pressure.

"I never expected them to be members of the Skull and Bones, nor that such formidable figures were lurking in New York," Chen Xi sighed. Staring at the house, it appeared even more mysterious and eerie in the nocturnal shadows.

Dean Feng's words made Governor Li hesitate once more. At this moment, he was caught in a dilemma, uncertain of how to choose.

Celyse had always found them peculiar. It looked as though they were about to come to blows, yet suddenly they all burst into laughter. She truly struggled to understand these Chinese Taoist priests.

Although the conversation between Guang Jiqi and Yan Jiu at the time had been conducted in very low tones, it still failed to escape Fang Bie's ears.

Because they spared no expense on research and development funds, "All-Out Enterprise" maintained close cooperation with prestigious universities and refrigeration equipment research institutes.

"That's why we stepped up patrols along both banks of the Yellow River. But wouldn't you know it, as luck would have it, we spotted you steering the boat of the Seventeen Bandits of the Yellow River heading downriver. When all is said and done, this is merely a misunderstanding," said Laonode.

The person who broke out of this framework was Dorag, the founder of the Revolutionary Army, while the person who overthrew it was the Revolutionary Army's second-generation Chief-of-Staff, Leo, who was currently seated right across from them.

With that, she scurried off toward the living room. Xia Zhi let out a helpless sigh, turned around, and continued toward the kitchen, where he found Boshizhi Lihua taking ingredients out of bags.

In their hearts, they all secretly hoped that His Majesty the Emperor would grant the Eighth Beile's request and not let the Eighth Primary Princess depart in such a desolate manner.

With two clanging sounds, a pair of Buddhist prayer blades were cast to the ground. He sat cross-legged with a smile on his face, eyes closed in silence.

Noticing that Liang Jiugong's expression was decidedly amiss, the Kangxi Emperor felt a surge of doubt and lowered his gaze to look.

Given Kangxi's current condition, perhaps the dosage of the miraculous medicine could be increased, seeing as His Majesty could not absorb all of it anyway.

And this opportunity was precisely when Qin would leave Xue Ling's side to duel Fang Bie; at that moment, the hollowed-out Hive would be prime for escaping.

With the medicinal pills provided by the Elf Alliance Guardian, the injuries inflicted by the spatial fragments could be completely healed.

The two of them currently needed an opportunity to be alone. Hearing this, Meng Yijun did not waste any time, turning back to look at Qingheng to ask for her decision.

"If you wish to accomplish great things, you must have someone to assist you. With him by your side, you will undoubtedly be able to stir up wind and rain in the Taiping Dynasty," Chu Tianyu said with an air of profound mystery.