Chapter 113: Compassion

"The Jiang family is mobilizing its core kin, gathering experts in economics, martial arts, and other fields. According to informed sources, the Jiang family will soon establish its headquarters in the Imperial Capital, reportedly at the site of their original ancestral residence!"

"Jiang Chen, the current head of the Jiang family, has publicly announced through the media that the family will return to the Imperial Capital in three days. This move may restore the tripartite balance of power between the Jiang, Long, and Li families!"

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Fortunately, it was not long before energy fluctuations appeared at the end of the passage. Immediately after, the strongest among them, the Ghost tribe, crossed over first.

"Might I have a look at the martial arts techniques?" Medicine treasures were one thing, but martial arts techniques were different. Liu Tian had previously sold all the medicine treasures he harvested in the Mountain of Buried Souls for the sole purpose of purchasing a slightly more powerful formation-based martial art. With that, he would be significantly stronger.

Imperial Physician Xu smiled kindly and gently. Without a word, he sat by the bedside, reached out to take Long Tianwei’s pulse, and carefully observed his complexion, lifting his eyelids and even asking him to stick out his tongue for inspection.

"I heard you enrolled in school, so we decided to celebrate! From now on, you’re our junior, haha!" Song Liang walked in with a smile, patting Zheng Ji on the shoulder with a playful, overbearing air.

The cultivator blocking Ye Feng was a youth, appearing to be about seventeen or eighteen years old. With a mop of messy, bird-nest-like hair, he glared at Ye Feng with a look of pure malice. His talent was quite decent, as he possessed the cultivation of a Second-Turn Golden Core, making him one of the strongest individuals outside the corpse of the Taotie.

Seeing this, Su Zimo’s mouth fell slightly agape. He was taken aback that his teacher possessed the skill to play the guzheng, but as Mei Bixue played, her elegant demeanor left him momentarily mesmerized.

Su Xi’er opened her large, slightly bewildered eyes, staring blankly at the scene, seemingly confused.

Ying Si, however, could only offer a bitter smile. It had been a terrifying day; first, ten level-ten Beast warriors, and then ten level-ten Human mages.

Unfortunately, it was already too late. Ma Hanchao shot Ying Si a look of deep resentment. In front of Ying Si, the faces of dozens of artillery operators were filled with terror. In fact, by this moment, two of the red cannons had already finished burning their fuses, and the shells were emerging from the barrels.

"You... who did you hear that from?" The ritual business is extremely dangerous. Unless absolutely necessary, one must never drag outsiders into it.

Before long, a white coffin was slowly hoisted from the water. Shockingly, an unknown monster was latched onto the bottom of the casket.

Uncle Yi felt the pain and, disregarding everything else, jerked his head to the side, then swung around and unleashed a palm strike directly toward the refined youth.

"As for you, I have also made plans! A severed red thread cannot be mended, and I have no desire to mend it! Therefore..." The Jade Emperor spoke, his eyes narrowing as he gazed at me.

I walked into the room, face void of expression, carrying my boxed meal. I tried my best to ignore the metallic scent of rust in my heart and silently opened the food to eat.

At this moment, the surrounding members of the Cherry Blossom Association were so shocked they didn't know what to do.

Chen Menglan stood frozen on the spot. She was well aware of the Yang family’s power; back when her father was at the zenith of his influence in the Southeast, he had still been schemed against by the Yang family and met a miserable end. Yet now, Chen Jiang had leveled the Yang family single-handedly. Just how much power did Chen Jiang truly possess?

"Brother Tian, what’s wrong?" Qing Yue asked. I gave a brief explanation, and icy coldness ignited in her eyes.

Chen Quan was the only one who knew Chu Mu’s true identity, so seeing such an expression on his face, he could understand why.

"Hey, I’ve helped you this much and ended up so weak. You can’t possibly expect me to head back in the middle of the night, can you?" Chu Yi was on the verge of fury.