Volume 1, Chapter 37: The Deranged Monster

Lu Weiqian found it difficult to explain, simply saying, "Let me ask her again."

"Weiqian, you and her..." Lu Man was just about to press him further.

Lu Weiqian cut her off, "Alright, sister, I’m hanging up now."

Song Nanyi would not have come to him for help if she hadn't been backed into a corner. Not being able to help her left him feeling quite guilty.

"Dr. Lu, what did she say?"

Facing the woman’s expectant gaze, his heart gave an inexplicable tug. "Nanyi, Lu Man says the human clinical data for the drug they are researching hasn't come out yet. If we use it blindly now, we fear the side effects might be too severe. Your mother is currently in critical condition and cannot withstand such strain. Why don't you wait a few more days, until the data is available..."

***

As for whom to entrust with the Immortal-Slaying Sword Formation, Zhu Yan had already made arrangements in his mind, though the time was not yet ripe.

"Abbot Kuxing, when did you use the Lotus Law Decree?" Yu Qing asked, curious as he watched Fang Ping perform an action identical to Tang Chen's earlier.

Guests throughout the hall were whispering, and patrons in every hotel in Jianglin City were discussing the live broadcast.

The birth of every cultivator consumes a portion of spiritual energy, and when every cultivator loses their life, that spiritual energy returns to the world.

"Fourth Girl, closing up so early today?" Liu Ruoyun greeted Qiao Miao warmly while putting away her bicycle.

An Ning did not avoid leaving; she simply sat down on the single sofa in Shen Yutang's room.

"My martial arts skills are average; I am no match for him!" Yu Qing told the four of them truthfully, signaling that he could not contend with the middle-aged man holding the blade.

Four ticket windows were open at the stadium entrance, and the line of fans waiting to buy tickets had already circled more than halfway around the stadium.

One must realize that An Ning had been receiving injections to forcibly boost her immunity, at the cost of accelerated cellular aging; none of them had ever truly expected to successfully find a matching donor.

***

Ling Muxuan and his party, because of the children in the carriage, traveled with many stops and finally returned to Plum Blossom Villa four days later.

Just as George prepared to exert his full strength to break free, the arm pinning his neck and the hand covering his mouth pulled away. With eyes burning red, it turned around, ready to tear apart whatever had attacked it.

Yang Tiancheng had been prepared; he once again visualized the back of Qin Changqing, contemplating his temperament and reciting the words he had spoken that day. He then forcibly withstood the pressure, gritting his teeth until the sound escaped through his clenched jaw.

Children of families like theirs had long known what determined their fate and future achievements.

She was nervous, burdened by the pressure of, "This is the first meal I’ve cooked for Xu Erge; it must be perfect."

As for wanting to take it out and transport it thousands of miles away for other uses, that was simply wishful thinking. They had no way to deal with the Bear King, Xiunan.

But the immediate question was what kind of formation Sima Yi would set up to compete with Zhuge Liang; that was what they should really be thinking about. As for how Zhuge Liang would deploy his troops or whom he would send to attack, that was his concern.

It turned out that Ling Muxuan had long anticipated someone would come to cause trouble, so before the reception banquet began, he had ordered Lü Feng to secretly guard the post house.

The people of Nanzhong simply wanted, in essence, a space for freedom. From the time of Liu Yan to the present, the several rebellions by the people of Nanzhong were all sparked by the desire for a free life and the subsequent bloody suppression.

Socia immediately cast a spell to help Chopper shake off his weakened state, then reached out to pat his head.

The Snow Wind Martian struggled with all its might, wanting to exhale a blast of cold air, but a presence as vast as mountains and seas suddenly surged forth, and the creature immediately grew docile. The Snow Wind Martian’s sense of smell was highly developed, and it was exceptionally sensitive to auras. Sensing that it was no match for the person before it, it ceased its struggle.

The latter's response was to suddenly turn around and, to Le Qi’s astonishment, take off her moon-white robe.

Unfortunately, the world did not know the kindness and helplessness in her heart, continuing to slander and malign her. After witnessing the chaos of war, her heart had to endure even more condemnation.

The hall was empty and quiet, with only a glazed stone pillar standing in the center. Mu Qin walked up to take a look and was startled to find an ancient book made of unknown bamboo slats resting upon it.

She had one more thing she didn't say: If something were to happen to you, how would this servant answer to the Monarch?

Being able to dispatch five experts above the Infant Spirit stage to a certain location was something that hadn't happened in hundreds of years.

However, it was also because of him that her barren soil of love was cultivated, leaving her to enjoy the fragrance of love while simultaneously suffering the torment of longing and concern.

***

Tianjin only felt that... they were all very strong-willed. Even though they cared for each other, they would not easily yield when faced with conflict.

Although he didn't know what it was yet, since he could activate it, he might as well try! Ye Qinghan mobilized that power, guiding it through his eight extraordinary meridians according to the flow of the cultivation technique.

The face before him suddenly overlapped with that of a very annoying person described by Liangqiu Yayin.

"Hard to say, but at least they would be significantly stronger than I am now," the Fire Sparrow shrugged in a remarkably human-like gesture.

As the Aurora Beam and Swift collided in mid-air, black smoke drifted across the ceiling of the gym, and the Scizor hid within it.

Jin Feihuan was waiting for exactly these words. With divine light in her hands, she extracted the essence of the Metal Element contained within the furniture in the room and manipulated them to aggregate and take form. Within a dozen breaths, a strange object gradually took shape.

"For these ten thousand years, you and I have not spoken peacefully, yet our hearts have been tied to each other. It’s just that one was full of self-reproach, and the other was concealing it, making it impossible for either of us to speak. In truth, neither of us has ever let go of the other for a single moment. Am I right?" Xihe asked Di Jun.

The child was quite surprised to hear this. Han Xue even handed her water skin to Xiao Yan; he couldn't eat anything at the moment, so he could only drink some water to stave off hunger.

"Fairy Fengyao, spare us! Fairy Fengyao, spare us!" The few immortals were completely subdued by Fengyao and couldn't help but plead for mercy repeatedly.

Hearing this, Zhou Tian took a deep breath and stepped directly onto the arena, while at the other side, a young man also walked up.

Di Chongxiao felt a splitting headache. Looking out the window, he realized he wasn't good at handling these matters and would have to find helpers.

"No, my Light of Redemption cannot negate these status effects. You all had better think of another way," Ziling shouted from the back after a failed attempt.

The moment the shadows of mother and son separated, Si Hengyu flashed like lightning, slamming his shoulder into his wife to knock her aside, while sticking an ice-cold, silver-glowing blood-coagulation bead onto the back of her garment. With his other hand, he drew the Cold Crystal Sword embedded in his body and unleashed a Thousand-Fold Wind Strike toward Si Fangding.

Seeing how cold and aloof he usually was, I never expected him to be so quick to seize an advantage. These days, one truly cannot judge a person by their appearance.