Chapter 54: The Physician Fairy Trapped in a Scheme

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He was considered a big shot within the military, though many officers outranked him—generals, five-star generals, the overall commander, and so forth. Even if Alborote’s abilities were lacking, he understood the perilous situation they now faced, just as Dayan Khan had warned: they were at constant risk of annihilation.

Shangguan Liming explained, “Naturally, much higher. My sister has cultivated for sixty-nine years and reached the seventh level of the Golden Core stage. This is an exceptionally high talent for others, but it still pales in comparison to those two true disciples.”

“Fight until you’re satisfied, then we’ll discuss compensation,” Zhou Qing said bluntly to Fu Luo.

Director Li’s smile grew broader. After his promotion, his former peers had become subordinates. With Director Sun relying on his backing, he felt a sense of triumph.

This time, Su Han acted first. Drawing on his understanding of the card world, he created a card and threw it into the system.

The middle-aged Taoist inquired through his divine perception how Zhou Xuanhong wished him to proceed. After receiving instructions, he agreed to Bai Youxuan’s request.

“I didn’t expect you to have set a trap long ago, just waiting for me to fall right into it!” Hor sneered sarcastically.

Si Ran returned to his bed, restless and sleepless, pondering whether to say something to Wei Ran. But then he thought, the system inside Wei Ran was absolutely loyal to her; misunderstandings were impossible.

Inside the World Pearl, this was a realm without sun, moon, or stars. Rather than a world, it resembled an infinitely vast egg.

Though Ye Xiao felt somewhat impatient, he confirmed one fact: he was truly dead. “Accept the reality, child.”

“What kind of people are the qigong advisors?” Chen Chuan asked, opening a fine bottle of wine and clinking glasses with the most notorious evil spirit in New York.

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When the merchants heard themselves compared to dogs, they were furious, glaring fiercely at Ye Mu.

Upon learning the cause of the matter, Wu Ming immediately inquired, and all the classmates naturally looked at Bai Yujie.

The two walked over together, soon passing by Liu Jiexuan, who was inspecting the targets.

Ye Xiao had no virtuous merit from helping these sinful lost souls reincarnate. But since they recognized their mistakes, opportunities had to be granted, right? Otherwise, they would question you: “I know I was wrong. I’ve apologized. What more do you want?”

Without much thought, his eyes closed and then opened, instantly emitting a brilliant radiance—of course, Jiang Pang and the others couldn’t see it.

Wu Qing sat on the stairs, waiting for Fang Zhongqi to return. The streetlamp at the stairwell was broken, leaving the area in darkness. She melted into the shadows and forgot her fear.

After lunch, having explained everything to her parents, Ouyang Qi left with Hu Cheng. Xue Shijun approved of their outing. Experienced as she was, she knew young people must spend time together to deepen their feelings.

Xiao Yue listened to the beggars’ chatter and gradually pieced together the information: a long-term patient, doctors advising preparation for the end, sudden death—this was indeed suspicious.

Gu Li had no desire to gossip with her any longer. Snorting coldly, she stood and stared at the raging flames ahead.

If her companions refrained from attacking and instead forfeited, the top three spots would naturally belong to Ling Changfeng and his two comrades. Wouldn’t they then choose their own rankings?

The cotton in this quilt had been sun-dried for three days beforehand, and the fabric boiled and dried under the sun as well, which gave Xiao Yue peace of mind.

When Li Nan finished speaking, two murderous glares instantly fixed on him.

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Li Xueqian, panting and exhausted, could no longer run and stopped, looking at Hu Cheng in confusion.

The shop owner holding oiled paper in one hand and tongs in the other noticed Ling Feng suddenly freeze, feeling a bad premonition.

“Senior, what’s the situation?” When the Dark Yin Immortal withdrew her palm from the Celestial Sword Emperor’s forehead, Xia Mu asked anxiously.

The figure in the mirror was clean and refreshed; the previously haggard and disheveled appearance had vanished. Zheng Xichen was satisfied with his mental state, smiling faintly at the mirror, arching an eyebrow mischievously, hands in pockets as he stepped out.

Unlike ordinary metal armor, which felt cold, this one was warm, almost like a living being. Especially the gem-like object at the center of the breastplate, which instantly amplified Tang Yue’s fire star dust severalfold upon contact.

If there was no prior arrangement—say Chu Qiangyuan had returned home and stayed for a while, unable to meet Wang Yanxue—when Chu Qiangyuan left, if he was eager to see Wang Yanxue, he would crawl through the dog door, knock on the bedroom’s back door, using a secret code. Wang Yanxue would open for him then.

King Gusta couldn’t help but laugh, though within it lay an obvious trap. The Gusta family had chosen to shelter the Ice Palace sorcerers because those mages were then hated and besieged by every nation on the continent. They had nowhere else to go, no other allies.

The craftsmen he hired had scratched their heads but barely managed to produce three-pound cannons; six-pounders were still a distant dream.