Chapter 32: The Library Pavilion

After exchanging a few more words, the portly man mentioned he had other matters to attend to and excused himself, telling him to feel free to explore on his own. He reminded him to officially report in the following evening. Realizing this approach was getting him nowhere, Le Qiang decided to take a more indirect route. He remembered that poorly produced milk powder had harmed not only Dongliang, but also the Wufeng Mountains and Ningshan County, so he called his father-in-law.

It was only then that she realized Chen Rong's breath had faded away; it was for this reason that he finally lost the last bit of strength keeping him alive.

Observing closely, Shen Huang noticed that one end of the iron chain around Tianxian’s arm was embedded in the ground. Being familiar with the “Secret Lotus Bloom,” he knew exactly what kind of attack Tianxian would launch next.

Luo Sisi had a premonition that if she were to ask, Elder Xiao would tell her everything, down to the last detail. She even sensed that Elder Xiao seemed to be waiting for something—waiting for the right moment to reveal everything to her.

“Palace Lord, this is no coincidence. I concealed myself inside the medicine, using the power of a seventh-grade pill to preserve a sliver of my soul, all for this moment—to wait for you. I have waited for you for hundreds of years, and now, finally, you are here.” Lin Feng burst out laughing, his voice brimming with excitement.

The fake Chu Yun did not leave the arena but instead sat down cross-legged where he was, closing his eyes to rest.

“Is there a type of plague in this world that spreads in only one corner or is so fierce that once infected, it kills instantly?” Xia Xun knew his own knowledge in herbal medicine could not compare with Shaoyao’s, so he could not help asking more questions.

Even though Arthur had long realized Neymar might be absent from the start of Blackburn’s new season just as he had in a previous life, unlike with Suarez, Arthur would not cast Neymar aside. In fact, until he found a replacement, Arthur would not easily discard any of his veteran players.

After eating the noodles made by Jindao Zhuna, Li Yunxiao once again returned to his lazy state, crossing his legs and leaning comfortably back on the sofa.

“How is he now?” Wei Tuo asked Jiang Ruan about the condition of Shentu Haolong as they walked along.

Inside Pierce’s office, Zhan Tian looked at the five people before him. After they had all introduced themselves, no one spoke. Each stared at the person they would soon be fighting.

“A pitiful soul, someone so lost they don’t even know who they are.” Shentu Haolong replied with a bitter smile.

She had tried to bring him and Bai Huan together, but after so many years, there had still been no progress.

Yan Shu truly felt that Jiang Xi was the most irresistible temptation for him. Tireless, insatiable, Yan Shu pressed Jiang Xi against the wall. Before she could react, his hands had already grasped her waist.

Uncle Xiao still wouldn’t let go. I know this isn’t something that can be rushed. The dearest family member in the world has passed away, and in such a way—no one could accept it easily.

Yan You had gone to school early, fetched the bisque-fired porcelain plate, and began painting on it according to the design sketch.

Yan Munian didn’t understand what Mo Yishen intended, but felt there was no need to press. He trusted Mo Yishen; if he wasn’t speaking, there must be a reason.

Chu Xiong nodded, then waved at him. Mo Jue glanced back at him before walking toward the door.

But I couldn’t call him. As Dr. Zhao said, the front lines are in a critical state. It’s best to wait until things have stabilized before passing the news along.

This mountain was not formed by accumulated stone, but by some special kind of metal, compressed, shattered, and piled up under immense force.

“We’re all secondary stewards of the Su family. Sister Hua’s lotus roots were originally received from Master Li. He left them with us for safekeeping, and we bought them there,” Steward Li explained slowly.

Yet the vast disparity in strength meant that their next actions amounted to nothing more than a futile struggle.

However, the senior experts of the Temple of Yanhuang, all those above the Supreme rank, had already arrived outside the city, lining the road to see them off.

One day, the diminishing pool of blood would draw the attention of the creatures at the bottom of the lake. When that day came, who knew what measures that beast would take.

If the Alliance of Free Organizations had any advantage, it was their numbers—over a million members. Yet their strength was so weak and equipment so poor, they could barely muster any fighting force at all. To call them a ragtag band would be no exaggeration.

“All right, Mohe, get up and get to work! Haven’t you been complaining about being bored lately? Now you’ve got something to do!” After Fina left, Ye Tian kicked the dispirited Mohe to rouse him.

From his master’s tone, he could sense great excitement. He had never seen his master like this before. If not for the fact that his master was still stuck somewhere and unable to come, he would surely have come to Earth in person by now.

But this did not prevent their opinion of Ye Tian from changing. Unconsciously, Fry and the others had gone from initial resistance and disdain to respect and admiration. Their expressions were no longer indifferent, but instead full of enthusiasm, even a touch of fanaticism.

After Zhang Qiyuan finished, Lin Wei was so exhausted she could not even keep her eyes open. Lying there, her body continued to tremble uncontrollably.