Chapter 114: Tofu and Oil

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Aside from the delicate nature of the brain that made Gu Zhuo hesitant to proceed, the greatest concern was still the sterilization process.
Brain infections were no trivial matter.
“Auntie, please boil some more hot water; we’ll need it shortly,” Gu Zhuo said to Shi Xiuyu.
In front of so many people, she couldn’t directly use the spiritual spring water, but she could quietly replace it with hot water instead.
Shi Xiuyu was somewhat puzzled but still instructed her daughter-in-law to boil the water as requested.
Gu Minmin,
If you do not die, my heart will never be at ease. Moreover, as long as you leave here today, whether you obtain the martial manual or not, you will not be allowed to escape Peach Blossom Village.
Lin Haoyu slowly sat up, his gaze cold and disdainful as he stared at the fist that had just kicked him away.
The round, plump man stood 175 centimeters tall and weighed 220 kilograms—a classic case of severe obesity. Strangely, despite his size, his hands and feet seemed surprisingly nimble, which puzzled everyone.
Furthermore, after refining this treasure through forty-five layers of seals, I even added a unique layer of forbidden protection within it.
The number of fierce ghosts confronting the ghost wedding procession was already few; compared to the skeletal demon souls, their cultivation was similarly not overwhelmingly superior. Only that suona horn’s sonic attacks were truly extraordinary.

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Lin Haoyu was surprised; he had expected Ouyang to deliberate longer, but with just a few words, Ouyang made his decision.
Luxurious living is considered an enjoyment in the path of cultivation and is the ultimate lifestyle many seek.
They came to the sports institute to discuss a commercial collaboration but this time, instead of meeting the leaders first, they went straight to the training ground to assess the trainees’ real abilities.
Repeatedly, dozens of times, those words hung in the sky, making countless people stare at the announcement in complete astonishment.
The company’s main business is the research, manufacturing, and sales of various batteries designed to meet different industrial needs.
However, Geng Gege still trusted Qiu Ling nearby to send her son to the Natural Paintings Pavilion to hear what Consort Wen had to say.
Su Xiling could only sit inside the room; normally with Huang Yunyu’s company, she didn’t feel the emptiness of the Dragon Sun Palace, and she was glad she had brought Zi Yun along.
Isn’t it said that the road to Blue River is guarded by four great families, making it not so easy to pass?
Wang Huaijing stomped her foot fiercely and looked at the noble man on the high seat, hoping to hear a few words of praise from his golden mouth.
Now that the Geng family had fulfilled their wish, they devoted themselves wholeheartedly to raising their child and rarely involved themselves in the affairs of the mansion.
“I thought you always contributed more by coming to work so early; why have you never told me about this before?” Yun Bai complained.

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Meng Po extended her hand, and with a flick, a peachwood box appeared in her palm. She handed it to Qin Zheng.
Since the Niuhulu clan entered the mansion, they had never been favored; later, losing the backing of the consort, Wang Gege’s sharp and ambitious nature could no longer be concealed.
The four exchanged glances. Since Shu Yumin had murderous intent against them, they naturally no longer hesitated. Drawing their katanas, they charged at Shu Yumin.
She had promised Huang Yunyu she would only be out of the palace for two days; now it was time to return, though she was reluctant and wished she could wait outside until the exams were over.
“Hehe, our Qianqian is far beyond what those flies could ever hope for,” Liu Yitong said with a giggle as she sat down, happily stuffing a chicken leg into her mouth.
He still needed to accurately relay the timing of the node destruction here and then coordinate with those outside who were working with him. For that, he needed to find others from his side here—those sent by the Azure Wolf King.
Lin Qihua opened his mouth softly, his voice low and melancholic, like a boy sitting alone under the dim yellow lamp, nostalgically recalling those sweet moments he longed to return to but never could.
Everyone’s faces were radiant, no longer wearing the despair they had on the rooftop when facing death; they had all recovered.