Chapter 155: Lin Moyan’s Invitation

"Ye Cheng, is something wrong?" Su Chan asked from the side.

"Lin Moyan from the Lin Group says there is a patient in Linzhou who wants me to come and take a look. Besides that, he wants to discuss some business with you. We haven't been very busy these past few days, since we've left all the work to Old Geng and the others. Why don't we head over to Linzhou? We can take a little trip while we're at it. Being together like this..."

The damage was minimal, but the insult was profound—and to make matters worse, after his enraged strike landed, he even shot him a mocking look.

Over the span of six months, Yu Xiao successfully refined twenty-four batches of Spirit-Absorbing Pills, yielding two hundred and fifty-one finished pills. Half of them were of slightly inferior quality, while the rest matched the quality of those sold on the market.

He unleashed two ultimate techniques, stirring up the winds and clouds once more. With thunderclouds rolling across the sky, Li Zhuang poured out his full strength, leaving the twenty-odd prodigies terrified. One by one, they were defeated, swallowed by Li Zhuang's onslaught, and perished.

Following the timid, puppy-like voice was the impatient tone of a mature young woman.

Perhaps it was this voice that woke Xu Luo, or perhaps it was her blocking the light... in any case, the next moment, Xu Luo suddenly opened his eyes.

Zhu Shan found it strange. Given Ling Xiao's personality, this was exactly the moment he would be teasing her, rather than showing such rare gentleness.

Although the person was covering their face, they could not escape the gaze of the Heavenly Eye; he saw through their disguise at a single glance.

He figured that no matter where his name appeared on the internet, people would be watching. With an entertainment company under his banner, it would be much easier for him to act in this regard than for Chen Shuang.

As a high commander, he was a polarizing figure; those who loved him adored him, while those who hated him wanted him to rot in hell.

The core of the spell formation needed to be stored within nodes, and protecting these nodes required massive amounts of manpower and resources, yet there was still no guarantee that the transmitted information would remain secure.

Li Ning had come only to keep Ato in check. Preventing someone who had held the position of tribal chief for so long from doing anything detrimental to him—that was the crux of the matter.

But Jing Junhong would not obey. Instead, he immediately shouted alongside the General of the Middle Palace, Lu Shiheng, and charged toward Li Shimin's army. In the end, they all died in battle.

Everyone enjoys flattery, and Leng Wuchen was certainly no exception. The look of triumph on his face at that moment proved that Lin Hanxi’s approach was correct; she had definitely hit the mark.

"Princess of Ning, six..." Ke Nanfeng’s opening was as casual as a meeting between old friends, completely unaffected by A Feng's direct influence.

Long Ju felt a sweetness in his mouth. The Foundation Establishment Pill melted upon contact with moisture, instantly turning into a warm current that flowed into his body. At that moment, the spiritual energy in the sky was his to absorb.

"You all go! If you don't pass the exam, don't you dare come back! You need to know how much effort it took me to secure these three exam spots," Wu Zhen bellowed in fury.

Yeltsin truly was talented! He truly had the air of a leader! With that ability to remain fearless in the face of danger, composed under pressure, and even manage a bit of humor—that was something he could never hope to emulate.

"Brother Bao, beat the hell out of him! Knock his front teeth out; let's see if he dares to be arrogant again," one of Brother Bao's men said, brimming with rage. He rubbed the scar on his lip, his anger flaring up.

Everyone watched Guo Feiyu. In their eyes, the Manor Lord was usually domineering and cold, but now he was actually teary-eyed, clutching the doctor's hand. It was evident how much he loved his wife, and the rumors about her being unfavored were thus debunked without a fight.

Mu Ximei placed her hands on the zither strings. The coldness of the strings made her shiver involuntarily. Very well, it was time to put an end to these tangled, endless affairs.

While exchanging insights on the Dao of the sword with the Master of the Tongtian Sect, Lingxin also sought advice from the Witch King and the Stone King on methods of tempering the physical body. Both the Witch Tribe and the Stone King Tribe were renowned for their formidable physiques, and the techniques they practiced focused primarily on physical cultivation, far surpassing those of ordinary people.