Chapter Forty-Eight: The Heroine Rebels

Within the Glacial Secret Realm, the little fox, relying on its familiarity with the terrain, rushed ahead to Xiao Su’s side to report. After a series of anxious squeaks and whimpers, it finally made clear that someone outside had opened the barrier.

“I understand. Go home and have a chicken drumstick to calm your nerves,” Xiao Su, who was standing guard over Ling Qiqi, said as he gently patted the little fox’s head.

The little fox nuzzled against Xiao Su’s palm and then scampered off, disappearing without a trace.

Ling Qiqi remained unconscious, having absorbed more than half of the demonic energy from the red pillar. The water spiritual energy that had previously blocked the demonic energy’s flow had long since been driven back into the watery blue pillar by Xiao Su’s Yin fire. Now, even that pillar of the purest water aura was tightly bound by chains of blue flames.

Unable to confront the intruders directly, Xiao Su could only—

On the one hand, Princess Xifeng was the younger sister of Prince Ling. If he protected Pei Zhenghao, wouldn’t that be damaging his own reputation?

He was a divine healer, his understanding of the human body unmatched even by the most brilliant medical scholars.

Even the vampire knew the significance of this day. Though she couldn’t be sure if Rod would appear, she had been sitting in the garden for a long time, waiting.

“You, you…” Her tongue seemed to twist itself into knots, unable to utter a complete sentence. It felt as if even her heartbeat no longer belonged to her.

With just one sentence from Liu Yuanjia, suspicion spread among the group. They were, after all, a hastily assembled mix from all corners of the land, already on the verge of falling apart.

For Lian Xuan, his only grandson, the old master thought of him constantly, never ceasing his concern.

Judging by the growth rate of the spiritual herbs in Pengxian Valley, it would take several years to cultivate such a large Golden Spirit Grass Pill.

Whatever the Archmage said was final. Yaslanli immediately pressed her lips to his, tears streaming down and wetting the Archmage’s cheek.

The main reason was that this opponent was simply too dangerous. She had to protect herself first. As for her avatars—so long as the main body was safe, she could create as many as she wished.

“What great battle?” Zhou Hao asked in confusion. He already felt as if he’d survived a fight to the death. Watching Luo Tianjin eat was enough to make him nauseous every single moment.

The Ancient Heavenly Sovereign Technique circulated at full speed, and Lü Tianming’s condition recovered somewhat. Yet, no matter how hard he tried, he still couldn’t match the Earth Dragon.

“All right. May I ask what price you’re quoting?” Black Kid, upon hearing the other party had accepted the task, unconsciously switched to using a respectful tone.

The man was smiling, for she had finally remembered him, finally forgiven him, or perhaps she had never truly blamed him at all.

I took a deep breath and, after two attempts, finally hooked the ring inside the keyhole. Overjoyed, I felt a deep sense of gratitude for He Qingmei’s words.

He hadn’t seen clearly what had happened. This was the second time he’d fallen into He Qingmei’s hands.

Mo Yichen turned over and switched off the light. The room was shrouded in darkness, yet Mo Yichen felt as if he could see his child’s face, and he grinned foolishly. To have a child in old age—how could he not be happy?

It’s said that enemies are bound to meet—how true that is. Lan Yingying also saw Zhong Qing, but there was none of that animosity or secret rivalry one might expect from Mo Yichen’s ex-wife.

I burst out laughing, clutching my stomach, while Guo Leiting and Xie Lianji’s faces turned pale with anger.

The gunner immediately fired toward Zhang Biwu. General Qing, seeing this, was still dissatisfied, thinking the shells moved too slowly and that he could do better himself.

A gentle green liquid enveloped the skeleton, slowly pressing it against the pulsating stone wall.

The burly man in purple looked around nervously, a deep-seated dread rising within him for that mysterious woman.

“Right now, I can’t promise anything. I haven’t seen it with my own eyes, and even the imperial physicians are helpless. In this situation, what do you want me to say?” Feng Yufei replied coldly. “If one day I find myself in such a situation, would you be just as anxious?”

“Master Gao, your insight is truly impressive!” Sun Dewang bowed once more and hurriedly led his troops away.

Thus, both Zhang Biwu and Dorgon’s sides meticulously prepared for the imminent action.