Chapter 24: The Post House

Exiting the city gate, bidding farewell to loved ones, stepping onto the pier, boarding a ferry meant for livestock, and crossing the great river to reach the other bank—the group officially embarked on their journey of exile.

Measuring the world solely by walking on one's own two feet is truly exhausting!

At first, it didn't seem like much, but as they walked on, Chaozhao felt as if her legs no longer belonged to her. With the autumn heat at its peak, she carried her luggage on her back; even though it wasn't heavy and they walked in the shade of the tree-lined official road, Chaozhao was so tired she panted like a pug, her tongue lolling out.

Suddenly, Chen Xin drew a sharp breath, thrust his wrist forward, and delivered a fierce palm strike into the air ahead.

Only when both of them said so did the high-ranking members of the Supreme Dao Arena realize the severity of the problem.

It was precisely because of this that Mulan now felt such worry and hesitation regarding Wuyunzhu's future.

Roaring with fury, it lunged forward, pouncing toward a battleship of the Talindar fleet, its giant claws raised high to strike.

"If the secondary consort herself does not care about the child in her womb, it is useless for anyone else to treat it as important," Nanny Gu remarked at length.

"I never expected you to go to the Yuanri station. Qing Zhixun is a fine commander," Xing Yuanmin said with deep emotion.

Back then, Qian Duofu felt inferior because of her poor academic performance, believing she wasn't good enough, but she never looked down on herself as much as Liu Cancan did.

The Burial World Spade slammed heavily against the Heaven-Sealing Bowl. With a resounding clang, a ferocious shockwave swept across the entire galaxy, shattering countless stars and turning Central Province into a turbulent sea of chaos.

She had never liked Jin Yuqing, but burdened by guilt toward her son, she had to endure her presence and feign affection.

...The northward journey proceeded smoothly, and they were met on the road by Lu Linxue, who had come to provide reinforcements, making the escort party even larger.

Once the assistant left, Wen Yan took a picture of the roses and sent it to Meng Yuange, telling him she had received them and liked them very much.

After finishing, she kissed Pei Yi'an on the cheek, left the dining table, and returned to her room to pack. On the way, she called Sister Ling, asking her to send someone to pick her up.

Beyond this, three golden chains spread through the air, as if a willow tree with no visible end were trailing three branches down from the high heavens.

The beautiful village girl was named Lin Xue. She was twenty-five or twenty-six years old and had been working in the cornfield. Wishing to sit down for a rest, she was stung by something unknown, causing sweat to bead on her face from the pain.

Perhaps it was because Yuki Seishui was a loyal player of the Naruto mobile game that his "golden finger" was an arena.

As long as she was at home, not on her period, and he didn't have to work the night shift, it happened almost once or twice every night. Naturally, she could never speak of such things to others.

"If I had known Seishui was treating us, I wouldn't have eaten lunch," Uzumaki Kushina said, rubbing her belly.

The next moment, heaven and earth inverted, and the two returned to reality. Minato lay on the ground, gasping for air.

It wasn't until the twelfth-generation founder of the Divine Physician Sect emerged, killing the successor of the Voodoo Sect of that era, that the Voodoo Sect vanished from the cultivation world forever.

The difference was that last time, the residents only glanced at him twice, but now many emerged from their burrows. They held up items from their collections—pitch-black branches, strangely shaped leaves, substances resembling bone or stone—as if eager to sell them.

The village was small, consisting of only a few hundred households, yet two homes were decorated with lanterns and streamers. Zhao Yuan squeezed in front of one door and offered repeated congratulations. Itinerant doctors were well-regarded in the countryside; the host came out to welcome him and invited Zhao Yuan inside to be seated.

Chun Yu wept hysterically, acting as if she would follow Ling Yi to the grave should she ever go missing.

"Husband, my future life depends on you. You must not sink into such despair; we must heal your legs first," Luo Yunhe said with a firm tone.

Yang Jian said this for no other reason than to throw Bei Qilong into a panic and turn their internal ranks into a scattered mess.