Chapter 68: The Lazy Donkey at the Mill

Cao Mang decided to hide Gu Wuxia and Ye Xingmei, instructing Su Meiqi to purchase a large quantity of blood and construct a blood pool in the basement.

There was no need for it to be only human blood; livestock blood would suffice as well.

He then turned to Qiu Yumeng. “How did you handle Gu Yunyin?” Qiu Yumeng patted her forehead. “Oh, my mind’s a mess—I nearly forgot her. We mustn’t let her starve to death!”

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Time ticked by, and the sun began to unleash its power. Though Feng Tian in early June had not yet entered the dog days of summer, the noon sunlight was already scorching. The eight-handkerchief Passat sat under the blazing sun, its interior hot enough to roast sweet potatoes. Chen Zui grumbled endlessly, wishing he could stick out his tongue to cool off.

Yet now I did not know what gave him pause, for he asked if my words were true. I had no choice but to tell him everything about the calamities I had endured. Fortunately, Song Zheyi had always trusted me without reservation; even such fantastical matters did not elicit a shred of doubt from him.

“Godmother, men’s minds are all the same. Wu, the head constable, is one of our own. Don’t hide it—just take out the Hundred Flowers Painting!” Ma Qiang pinched Madam Wang’s waist as he spoke.

There, dark clouds gathered and sand spun in the wind. The Tomb of Tianji remained unbroken, but the Ancient Tower had already fallen. The hundred thousand demons within had once again escaped into the world. The Celestial Lord caught them one by one, each capture taking twenty years. He was a noble and dashing immortal, yet twenty years left him utterly exhausted.

I could only glare at them, my gaze as sharp as a storm of blades. They pressed on against the wind; some fell, then struggled back to their feet. A few, their bodies frail, began to cough blood, and some even seemed on the verge of bursting apart.

He issued his command sternly. In the midst of his flight, he swept his hand lightly behind him, and a wall of invisible, transparent defense materialized at his back.

A deep black filled my vision, rolling and swelling like clouds and mist, yet deeper and more substantial than the gray clouds below. It was like the damp, dark soil hidden beneath the earth.

Finally, the car stopped in the parking lot of the Provincial Hospital. Though I was curious why private vehicles were allowed here, my brother’s matter was more pressing. I ran at full speed toward the inpatient ward. Upon unlocking my phone, I saw more than a dozen missed calls and messages.

On my back, I carried a short bow made of yew, its handle wrapped in cowhide, and a quiver brimming with arrows.

This way, even if I died, they could not capture my soul; but I would never again return to the Immortal Realm or be their dear Suso.

Su Jingyu, while binding Jun Qingye, recounted the events that followed after stealing the Green Lotus.

A fair hand pressed tightly against Fang Yiming’s back. Streams of violent energy, channeled through Fang Chen’s palm, surged relentlessly into Fang Yiming’s body, tearing through his meridians with savage force.

Hearing Takagi’s words laced with jealousy, Liu Pingfan, standing outside the door, felt a jolt within. His narrow eyes narrowed further.

When the Sage of Medicine first mentioned Lei Zhentian, he had felt an inexplicable sense of kinship. At the time, preconceived notions made him pay little attention, but in the days after returning home, every night as he closed his eyes, that familiarity would resurface.

The Qi Gathering Pill allows cultivators to quickly absorb external energy, greatly increasing their strength for a short while. However, when its effect fades, the body becomes weak and the limbs powerless. Usage: swallow directly.

But who would have guessed that Xiao Qingchen was still not in Suzhou? Even the eunuch bearing the imperial edict was somewhat skilled; upon hearing that Xiao Qingchen was not there, he considered hurrying to Yangzhou as suggested by the chief steward of Canglang Pavilion. Yet the steward blocked his way, and after resting half a day, he set off for Yangzhou once more.