Chapter 52 Won't You Come Over and Hug Me

In October, City A was still sweltering.

A University, a prestigious institution with a history spanning a century, was bustling with activity.

On the sports ground stood neat rows of figures in green uniforms. Today marked the very first day of the freshmen's military training.

The primary duty of the Taoist priests was to heal and restore health. Lindy later divided the Taoists into ten groups, with each group assigned to support a single warrior. Healing over 5,000 Taoists alongside just ten warriors posed absolutely no pressure at all.

"Your Highness, please spare me. This humble servant merely wished to help lift your burdens..." Seeing his good intentions met with ingratitude, Ji Tong hastily dropped to his knees to plead for mercy before Helan Yao.

However, once he used the Teleportation Token, it would mean he had suffered defeat in this covert struggle among the Immortal Alliance. An agreement with Qu Hongdong would become unavoidable, and the Conferment of Gods and Sacrifice to Heaven would have to take place immediately. Leaving aside how much the Tianwen Sect might profit from this, facing the impending threat of the Tribulation of Spiritual Transformation would undoubtedly introduce countless unpredictable variables.

Tiaotiao and Wu Qi both turned pale with shock. Tiaotiao, in particular, had a pair of ferocious eyes that gleamed with the ruthless light of a hardened bandit as he stared fixedly at Bai Li.

"Look, I've told you the inner palace's highest secrets," Long Jinjiu said with a wicked, seductive smile. "How about you reward me with some practical action in return?" As he spoke, Long Jinjiu reached his hand out toward Helan Yao's chin.

"Bullshit!" Gangzi, who was being pinned firmly to the ground by the White Tiger, roared at the top of his lungs upon hearing Helan Yao's arrogant declaration.

"As for this third condition... it is actually quite simple. However, for the sake of fairness, I strongly advise you to rest and recuperate first, and make your challenge three days from now." Yi Xixuan smiled mysteriously.

No one dared to utter a sound. None of them could have imagined that there was someone in this world capable of making Eighth Master Wei feel such tension and terror.

Upon smelling it, however, Helan Yao sensed that something was amiss. The ingredients of the medicine felt like a restorative tonic, but although Long Shaoyan might be foolish, there was nothing wrong with his physical constitution. Taking a restorative tonic was simply going overboard.

Whenever Wang Mingxuan wore that specific smile, Crow God knew for certain that this fellow was plotting something wicked again.

Weng Ran inspected his condition through internal observation. The spiritual source within his Dantian was dim, bearing even a faint crack, while his spiritual power was nearly exhausted, rendering it impossible to circulate throughout his body.

Seeing that Imperial Concubine Tan was sleeping soundly, Ye Qiankun shook his head. Right now, this person was his creditor; he definitely couldn't let these fellows wake her up.

Ye Qiankun extended a single finger to directly block the bodyguard's fist, then slammed a fierce punch into the bodyguard's abdomen, causing his entire body to double over into the shape of a giant shrimp.

What Yan Qinghan mentioned was naturally known to Mu Sheng, yet she had not anticipated that Yan Qinghan would have planned such a scenario. His arrangement was certainly thorough, but it was far too perilous. Had she not appeared today, would Yan Qinghan have perished right here, leaving her forever in the dark regarding the hidden truths of the past?

Disregarding the lingering pain after the patient-controlled analgesia pump wore off, the irritation in Feng Yifei's eyes instantly transformed into a dreamy radiance the moment Jin Yefeng stepped into the hospital ward.

"My business management skills are an absolute mess, Brother Li. If you want to gift it to me, I can only turn around and sell it to someone else." Zhu Qingdai shook her head with a faint smile.

Furthermore, Zheng Tianao in the inner courtyard must already know about his admission to Crane Academy. With wolves ahead and tigers behind, Ye Qiankun felt a sense of utter immobility the very moment he set foot in Crane Academy.

Inside a room at the Emperor International Building, Chen Yang and Long Qiuye sat side by side. The space was filled with surveillance monitors, and Xu Keqin's rooftop pool suite was prominently displayed among them.

Once Lu Ting died, the members of the Lu clan also quieted down. After all, blowing the matter out of proportion would benefit no one.

Xia Shulan swayed slightly, appearing for the first time to waver in her dedication to the ideals and beliefs she had always upheld.