Volume 1, Chapter 24: What Is So Excessive?

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Lin Fu had no doubts about it. The Yunnan Baiyao of later generations was a traditional medicinal powder used to treat injuries. Although Wu Yanqing’s prescription was not more effective than Yunnan Baiyao, the two were essentially much the same.

Only then did those who were not especially perceptive realize that Sun Jingxuan’s earlier words had been a tentative probe, spoken out of concern.

Not long afterward, from the perspective of several unmanned reconnaissance drones, an endless black cloud came into view, sweeping across the land.

Li Yundong could not help glancing toward Zhou Qin, only to find his breathtakingly beautiful disciple staring fixedly at him. Her gaze was calm, yet behind that calmness, Li Yundong clearly sensed a passionate adoration boiling like suppressed lava.

This was the boundary between the wasteland and the plains. Once they entered within ten kilometers of the great mountain range, they could see dense forests stretching everywhere beneath lush green shade, along with grass reaching toward the sky. It was an environment entirely different from the wasteland—one wild, the other tranquil.

There were no roads in this region. The ground consisted almost entirely of coarse gravel and fine sand. It was desolate, with withered yellow plants covering the land.

Over the years, Yang Pu had grown less interested in fighting on the battlefield. Once this matter was settled, he intended to hand the army over to Gu Siyuan personally. He would then return to Gu Wuchen’s side and serve as his loyal old retainer. That was why he had come to the city wall to see Lin Fu.

Qi Yingbai instinctively wiped the corner of his mouth, only to find nothing there. Realizing at once that he had been tricked, he glared furiously.

Who would have thought that just after she had finally allowed herself to relax, Prince Yong would suddenly make such a strange move today? Looking at the object in her hands, she felt an extremely ominous premonition.

So many Soul Emperor experts had appeared, and every one of them possessed the strength to challenge those above their level. These numerous prodigies left him both enamored and resentful, green with envy.

“I’m sure no one would give you information about Highgard. Hahaha!” the servant sneered.

“No, no, no… Impossible. How could this be?” Ghostface was thrown into disarray. He could clearly feel that the Holy Spirit Clan army inside the fortress had been wiped out, without a trace of life remaining.

—Then live with all your strength. Die Die ultimately died anyway, and the method was as bizarre as ever.

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A sinister ghostly aura permeated the air, giving off a faint green mist. Whenever it moved, it disturbed the mind. It was extraordinarily formidable.

The people Wei Jinghuan had sent out also returned, bringing him astonishing news: they had found the place where Yan Yuncheng and the other five had battled the Silvermoon Howling Wolf. The blood and mangled remains covering the ground spoke of the battle’s brutality and tragedy. Wei Jinghuan did not dare conceal the matter and immediately reported it to Leng Feng.

While Chen Xiao and the Spirit Fiend were speaking secretly, a sudden curse rang out from the palace. The Ghost Immortal, whose injuries had healed, had also risen to his feet. His eyes fixed on Chen Xiao were filled with fury and unwillingness.

Suddenly, a terrifying pressure descended from above, silencing the noisy auction hall. Then an old man slowly appeared overhead. His hands were clasped behind his back; he wore a Purple Sun Headcloth and a Daoist robe patterned with the Eight Trigrams. With white brows and benevolent eyes, he possessed an unmistakable air of transcendent immortality.

“I give up too! Could you be a little braver for once? Come on, go in with me!” Lin Yu seized Wei Muyuan by the sleeve and made as if to charge inside. But Wei Muyuan was genuinely cowardly. Who knew what kind of ghosts might be staying at the inn? He resisted with all his strength and refused to enter.

Having understood this point, Yan Xian’er quietly withdrew from White Camel Manor. She immediately mounted her flying feather and headed north toward the Xuanyuan Immortal Sect.

Seeing that Feng Lian was avoiding battle, and that they could not keep up with his pace, the two men promptly abandoned him and joined forces to attack the two rogue cultivators.

The term “cat litter” had been far removed from He An’s life for a very long time. As a result, he did not understand it at first. Only after quite a while did he grasp Chu Qian’s shallow meaning. He immediately widened his eyes and angrily bristled his beard.

Xi Jiunan’s body stiffened as every gaze around him swept over. Some were bold, some were there to enjoy the spectacle, and some were egging him on. From beginning to end, their eyes subjected him to a thorough examination.

The spiritual energy in the medicinal fields passed through the formation and was completely drawn into the great hall where Feng Lian was located, using it to tear space apart. At that moment, the medicinal herbs outside the hall, once lush and verdant, were rapidly withering one patch at a time.

With a resounding slap, Feng Lian sent the leading soldier flying. He then chased after the others and struck them down one by one. The strongest among them was only at the Divine Court level; how could any of them evade Feng Lian’s Cloud-Seizing Hand? Each was beaten until his face was swollen and bruised. Did those dozen or so Jade Prefecture-level soldiers really think they could trap him and Lin Yichen with a battle formation?

At Yang Qian’s shout, the protective shield around her fleet rose. Yet it could withstand only one-third of the shells. By the time the first round of bombardment from both sides had ended, nearly half the warships on each side were already engulfed in raging flames.

In the end, despite Ye Junyi’s insistence, the two of them still shared a single carriage toward the rear gate of the Feng residence.

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Song Ying did not blame Fatty Zhao. She knew he had meant well; she simply had not expected that piece of material to be so strange. Besides, Zhao Fatty had never interfered in how she should decide afterward, and had always respected her choice.

If an explanatory image like this were released by Wei Xun or Medal Media, people would certainly still mock it and question whether it was merely a prepared statement intended to whitewash the matter. The explanation would undoubtedly be insufficient.

After entering the Fire God Hall, he found water but no food. He did not know how long he had remained inside. He only knew that all the camels and food had been consumed, leaving only enough provisions for Gong Chen to make the journey back.

Li Ruoshui’s expression shifted between conflicting emotions. Her face flushed alternately red and pale, and in a burst of anger she rose and rushed out of the ecological-environment cabin.

Zong Xin truly had calculated everything without the slightest omission. He had even gauged the state of mind of everyone present with perfect clarity. Thus, Xiao Guode did not dare casually mention why the fog had stopped appearing during this period. He merely stated the facts. As for the reason, that depended on how Liu Chong chose to interpret it.

“Get out! You’re not welcome here!” The moment Zhao Huangfei saw Yi Ming, anger shot through her. She still did not know that Ye Taichen’s troubles were connected to Yi Ming. Had she known, she would certainly have taken a knife and fought him to the death.

Li Chen, Hua Beilei, and Liu Xiaoman decided the fates of several hundred people amid laughter and conversation. They also determined the fate of a major corporation worth hundreds of millions in assets, sending it into bankruptcy and liquidation overnight.

Li Chen thought to himself, Madam Ma, if you wanted to test me, you could have simply tested me. Why did you have to go so far? Why did you have to make the act so convincing?

Zhao Kuangyin had actually long since guessed that much of Zong Xin’s ability came from the dragon soul within his body. He and Dugu Xingyue shared the same thought: perhaps dragon’s-breath incense could be used against Zong Xin. The saliva of a true dragon from legend might well be poisonous to someone like Zong Xin, who was half human and half dragon.

“Perhaps you weren’t completely naked at the time, so your skin wasn’t in contact with it…” Yao Meng blinked as she looked at Qi Tiansheng, who stood there in a daze.

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