Volume 1, Chapter 31: Becoming Zhu Xiong-ying's Tutor and the Grand Preceptor of the Heir Apparent

"Divine Physician Xia, you are our great savior. Without you, Xiong Ying and I would likely no longer be in this world. Just now, you enabled the birth of my eldest grandson, continuing the legacy of our direct lineage," Zhu Biao said with deep emotion.

As Zhu Biao stated, all four generations of the Zhu family had been saved by Xia Jingtian; without him, this branch of the family would likely have ceased to exist.

"This is merely what I, as a physician, am obligated to do. Now that the Grand Ancestor has just undergone craniotomy surgery, and the Crown Princess has had a cesarean section, both are extremely weak. You must take excellent care of them," Xia Jingtian remarked dismissively.

Zhu Yuanzhang, supported by Empress Ma...

"Liuyun, I haven't seen this code of yours before. What kind of program is it for?" Bai Ou asked Zhan Liuyun in surprise.

"Refining is not the same as upgrading," Xiao Yu stopped laughing and explained. "It's similar to the concept of upgradability, but it requires different materials. Upgrading involves adding materials and fusing them into the equipment to enhance its attributes, whereas refining involves using specific methods to remove impurities from the equipment. Do you understand now?"

Suddenly, Qin Yin could no longer feel happy. Although his strike had pierced the giant palm, leaving a horrific, jagged tear in its center, the palm did not vanish. It continued to press down upon him with the momentum of a collapsing heaven and earth.

The City of Light, in particular, as a newly emerged guild, had reached this stage, earning full affirmation and recognition; it was quite an achievement.

This time seemed incredibly brief, and the distance short; under normal circumstances, it would have happened in the blink of an eye. But now, it felt impossibly far to the Nascent Soul cultivator of the Blood Refining Sect—so far that his flying sword, though half-destroyed by the alchemy flames, still had not returned to his side.

At this moment, the players in the Japan region went wild. Just as Xiong Ben Gang had said, everything here originally belonged to them; they had to reclaim it all, or else they would lose everything. Thus, at this moment, the players attacked with a frenzied desperation.

Speech-making is an art. Xiao Yu’s message, delivered via thousand-mile sound transmission—neither too long nor too short, neither servile nor overbearing—was exquisite. It not only silenced the players opposing the Star Guild but also perfectly whetted the appetite of those supporting them, and most importantly, it infuriated the Dancer Queen, Luo Yu, to the point of collapse.

The room was suddenly shrouded by an invisible barrier. Many rushed toward the open exits, only to have their foreheads bruised against the air, forced to watch from the outside.

Yet their attacks all missed. Those black filaments seemed intangible and formless; neither physical strikes, spellcasting, nor Holy Light dispelling had any effect. They continued to fly toward the players, relentless and unyielding.

***

"Wanda, you have no children! That is merely your fantasy!" the blunt Wong suddenly spoke up.

"Don't be smug; if you want to eat, just come over," Ruan Su walked to the kitchen door, turning back to see Jiang Xinyu squinting with a gleeful, gloating smile.

The only way to determine direction was through common sense and the sun in the sky. As things stood, every step had to be weighed three times over.

She gasped, for this man had entered her room without warning. Since giving birth to Gu Yujie, her tolerance had increased, yet he had become increasingly unbridled, often appearing suddenly, causing her both pain and a sense of being swept away, drowned, and finally submerged in that pain.

The two people in front of her were complete bumpkins from the countryside. Could it be that the drone even had a beauty filter?

He did not ask to inflict any serious damage on Hua Ye, only to delay his progress, if even for a moment.

To her cat-like form, this door seemed as massive as a towering mountain, blocking her path.

As Pipi’s high-pitched, adorable squeak rang out, a path wide enough for a person to pass through appeared instantly in the thicket.

There was no plan for her to enter the water, but she wanted to see Ruan Su shivering in the cold early winter water. That scene... it would surely be beautiful.

When she arrived at the law firm, she saw that Director Zhuo was already waiting for Attorney Shu, holding a cup of throat-soothing tea he had just bought, but the person was gone.

"Tie him up and wake him up. I have questions for him," Xiao Qiang looked at the unconscious Wu Daotuo and gave the order to two soldiers.

Without another word, Lin Feng hung up the phone. Ignoring the pain in his own body, he grabbed his car keys and ran out of the villa like a madman, drove an Audi, and sped toward the scene of the accident.

While everyone was whispering to themselves, Tang Yi had already appeared on a street a hundred miles away. People were walking back and forth on the hundred-meter-wide street, many of them martial artists, interspersed with commoners—after all, commoners formed the vast base of any world, even in this Demon Abyss City.

Guyun was very grateful to the Battle Emperor Feixue. In truth, he was not lacking in Battle Emperor insights; his ancestor's insights had already been returned to him by Ziying. But since it was the heart of a Great Emperor, how could Guyun refuse?

***

The gap might not be very large when encountering those of the same cultivation realm, but by the time one reached the Saint Origin Realm, trying to fight relying solely on physical strength without martial techniques was undoubtedly seeking death.

Since Murong Ling'er agreed, Qin Xin was even less likely to refuse. Once the three reached a consensus, they told the driver to stop the car decisively.

A scene that shocked Han Feng occurred: the water lily bloomed with a dazzling pink light, swallowing the Azure Spirit Sword Qi he had unleashed.

Before Murong Ling'er could flee in panic, Qin Xin had already approached Xiao Qiang, and with shy but firm determination, she took his hand and pressed it against her full bosom.

Regardless of whether White Giant Elephant's words were sincere or a performance, Situ Xuan was truly moved.

Ye Lingsu was startled, imagining her youthful beauty eventually turning into gray hair and wrinkled skin, one day becoming nothing but a mound of yellow earth and a few withered bones. As she thought about it, she couldn't help but feel immense sadness, and tears rolled down her cheeks.

The ball was scheduled for exactly eight o'clock in the evening. Originally, Virgilio did not want to go; after all, everyone knew what those people were planning, and going there was a form of disguised submission.

Hearing Yun Chen’s words, Ming Yifeng cried even more miserably, as if all the bitterness and pain accumulated in his heart had erupted in that single moment.

Huo Xiangmei waved off Jiang Chuan's salute. "Sister-in-law, there is no need for such formalities. I came to see you today because I have something urgent to discuss with you."

"The Venerable One is right. I intend to have these refugees help me open the gates of Dingyang," Jiang Feng said.

Inside the Dao Palace of the Five Realms Heaven Mysterious Immortal Sect, the master and disciple, Yun Chen and True Man Lingfeng, were reunited after a long separation. Standing face to face, both their eyes were filled with tears.