Volume 1, Chapter 60: Song Huaichuan, I Bring You Good Fortune

Qingqing originally wanted to ask the abbot if they could extract the snake's gallbladder before burning it, but thinking of its steel-like skin and the lingering pain in her hands, she kept her mouth shut. Even if they managed to extract such a huge gallbladder, she wouldn't dare use it, as who knew if it was poisonous.

Yin Jiangzi paid no attention to the bickering pair of human and beast. She hurriedly packed her things, reluctant to leave behind many of the medicinal herbs—rare and costly ingredients she rarely saw or could afford in ordinary times, given to her as a reward by the squire.

The speed of the media was beyond question, and Beining TV rushed to the scene immediately to report on the incident.

"Brother!" Qingqing shouted excitedly. Seeing Qingqing, Zhang Wang threw his sword aside in joy and ran to welcome her. Seeing this, Xia Weijian used his lightness gongfu to sprint past Zhang Wang, arriving before Qingqing first.

"Goodness, Shanshan, you really pack a punch. Just a single sentence like that actually made Dragon Brother drool," A Duo added, twisting the knife further.

"As far as I know, there are about four hundred adult artificially created humans in Xizhou, among whom twenty are gifted prodigies, making the probability roughly one in twenty. Most of them are athletic prodigies."

"What, speechless? I knew Xiao Yang broke up with me entirely because of you," Yiyi said with lingering resentment.

If this man had come here to humiliate her, she would never yield! Yu Silan clenched her teeth tightly, not allowing herself to make a single sound.

Li Yisheng had also set up a Weibo account, but sometimes he wouldn't post a single update for a month. Even when he did post, it was just a casual photo of some corner—either inside his house or outside—completely perfunctory.

Take the simplest example: the taste; lotus-white cabbage carried a subtle, refreshing sweetness.

I have heard of the Xuji Taoist Temple. It is fifty li away from Jinling City, and if you ride a horse, you can reach it in a single hour.

Yet what other choice did she have? She had to find the hideouts of the Night God Cult and uproot them one by one.

As soon as Ye Chen entered the cave opening, several martial artists quickly followed suit. In their eyes, if they didn't slaughter such a fat sheep, it would soon become someone else's prey.

Chen Linsheng struggled desperately in mid-air, his head and neck crimson, veins bulging across his temples and neck. He gasped for air, but could only inhale more smoke and dust.

Liu Ming smiled, though when he saw Mu Xiao's nickname, he still couldn't help his mouth twitching.

However, Huahua's pair of eyes swept greedily across Dugu Zhan's face and body, her excitement long suppressing that trace of awkwardness.

Zheng Kai wore an awkward expression, seemingly wanting to say something more, but at that very moment, the door pushed open and Li Xiuning gracefully stepped inside.

Ru Sanshui's hand stopped as she caught sight of a clearly featured avatar, a shimmering, crimson illusory figure, the dimples at the corners of her lips still brimming with smiles, yet her eyes and brows filled entirely with sorrow. From the figure, she could almost perceive a lingering fragrance of bamboo, as if from a lifetime ago.

Gu Chen frowned slightly. This time, his expression was not as gloomy as before; instead, it carried a trace of curiosity.

On the final night, the Hu Family Stronghold was brightly lit with lanterns and festoons, bustling with music and wine as it hosted a grand wedding banquet.

Her children all knew how to live frugally and did not spend money recklessly—whether by nature or simply because they had not been corrupted.

However, if Li Mo agreed, it would be a good thing for her Situ family, so naturally she wouldn't try to be clever and ask why. What if, after asking, Li Mo changed her mind and disagreed?

Catching onto the crux of the matter, Liu Ruoxi half-demanded and half-pleaded with Ji Lingsheng, "How about Yue'er and I ride the horses, and you, Young Master Ji, bear the grievance of walking?" With a darkened face, Ji Lingsheng stiffly replied, "No!"

Qin Yang rushed through the corridor to its very end, put down his gun, dropped his duffel bag onto the ground, and pulled out the grappling hook gun from inside.

Thinking of the senior sister who would always use an innocent "Eh-he" to mumble her way through situations and practically never showed up at the branch office, Frärenda could only smile wryly as she wiped that glorious image of hers from her mind.

When the sun rises in the east, the spiritual energy is at its densest; at this time, the energy is moistened by the moon and scorched by the sun, representing the primal essence of both sun and moon. Leaving aside whether this claim was merely a ploy used by jianghu folks to bluff others, any traceable method was worth a try for Ji Lingsheng, who was currently fumbling in the dark.

Gazing into the distant sky, Jun Yan's thoughts had drifted to who knows where, but wherever they were, the person on his mind at this very moment was undoubtedly Zhuo Qinglian.

From the moment she announced her identity, Yu Hongcai had a rough idea, though he hadn't expected the Princess Consort Mian to track her down directly here.

Watching Liu Changyuan depart, Wang Mengyi felt deeply heartbroken. In the end, she was still looked down upon by Changyuan Brother.

Meanwhile, both Xia Hongzhong and his wife found it hard to believe—had they really just discussed a project worth tens of millions?

As soon as they entered the city, firecrackers were set off at the city gates, and city guards were even present to maintain order.

The young man standing nearby, dressed in a sleek and professional suit, was named Ma Song, the cousin of Manager Ma.

Li Xuanyuan mentally cursed himself for having a brain that was no longer of any use—he couldn't even remember a few simple paths. He scratched his head in frustration, carefully recalling the route out and repeating Old Zhang's instructions in his mind.

No, it wasn't his fault. What was wrong with simply wanting to gain his master's approval? The only ones in the wrong were those trying to snatch things away from him.

The teacher patiently explained the lesson to her. Lou Jinhuan listened attentively. Her seat was originally in the last row, and so as not to disturb the others, Lou Jinhuan turned toward the direction of the back door, her hands moving as she cast a spell. A pale golden light suddenly materialized and surged toward the doorway.