36 Chapter Thirty-Six Q

It was a face he could never have imagined, a face he could never forget. His mind went blank for an instant; stripped of all composure and incapable of thought, he could only subconsciously murmur, "Father King..." A surging wave of sword energy, like a rushing tide, came crashing toward him.

You Yitian unleashed all the psychic power he had cultivated over these past few days. His vision was almost blurring with heat.

The reports were nothing more than trivial accounts of how many soldiers had been lost or how many were no longer able to march, yet they served to imply to Alahan that their troops were in dire need of rest.

Yet, Xisa insisted it was impossible. She did not understand why he persisted, but she could imagine his agony. He was like a skilled physician who, despite possessing the power to heal himself, was prevented by the severity of his wounds and could only wait for another healer to appear.

"Petitioning? The Taolin County authorities must have used various blockades to intercept the villagers and drag them back," Xiao Han thought. He did not even need to ponder; he knew the local government would certainly adopt such methods. It was not just now—even in the country ten or twenty years from now, there would still be those who crudely resorted to such containment tactics.

The acquisition of the magazine by Shengchang left Zhao Ningning feeling dazed all day. She instinctively wanted to avoid any connection with Wu Tianyuan; his mere proximity made her feel a sense of danger.

Zhao Zhengce could well imagine how many scars Hu Tian bore from having participated in dozens of positional battles, but he could not summon the courage to ask Hu Tian to take off his shirt so he could see them. His eyes grew slightly moist.

Although there were many staff members from the Magic City present, their numbers were like a drop of water in the ocean compared to the tens of thousands of spectators, and they were powerless to intervene in the vast sea of people.

"Well... the disciples of the sect are indeed fed well, but certainly not as well as what you are eating now." Upon hearing Ye Chen's words, Zhuang Lingyun's eyes curved into crescents with a smile.

Months had passed, and the edge of grief had been dulled by time, but for Zhang Shouren, forgetting the soldiers who had died in battle would be a shameless betrayal.

Jue Wushen did not even lift his eyelids; he merely waved his hand at Jue Xin. Jue Xin bowed respectfully and retreated.

Although the cavalry of the Western Camp gathered opposite them consisted of at least two thousand five hundred riders or more, the one thousand Fushan cavalry charged forward with overwhelming superiority and the ferocity of a gale.

Distracted and restless, he paced heavily outside the great hall, step by step. He loathed how short the path to the hall was; if only he could keep walking forever, never having to face what lay ahead.

Despite his severe injuries, Li Zhan disregarded his own well-being and walked step by step toward Tang Ning.

Ling Xuan was exposed without reservation to the winter rain, soaking in the frigid water. His mind was plunged into darkness; he could no longer perceive the external cold or the gloom. In the final moment before he closed his eyes, his heart was warm, and even now, it remained warm.

Dongfang Ruoxue felt a wave of joy within her—what was this? Did Maiden Zhuoma not say that the Tumi Heavenly Mysterious Beast could only transform into the forms of an ape or a giant wolf? Why was her partner a half-wolf, half-human hybrid? And he seemed to be fully conscious! Could this be related to his background as an EX special-case player?

Relieved, Xu Zuoyan let out a breath and pulled up his trousers. He tugged at the excess length, struggling with how to keep them from sliding down. Finally, he thought to tie a bath towel around his waist, which more or less solved the problem.

Having enjoyed such treatment for once, Gou Liu looked at Xia Chiwan with complete obedience, as it was entirely due to her that he had benefited.

Du Shengping felt nothing of this; after all, mortals were human too. At the dawn of heaven and earth, his disciple, Wa, had given them a mouth when she created them, granting them the right to speak.

Bai Xue’s love rating for Han Dong had reached one hundred percent, which meant she had fallen hopelessly and irrevocably in love with him.

Yet he knew that climbing two or three more steps would be their limit; it would be incredibly difficult to reach the top of the stone stairs.

"What? They are all physicians with Yin-Yang bodies?" Hong Yun could hardly believe her ears.

Another forceful slap landed on Li Shuming's face, sending him flying.

He had not expected that in the mundane city, someone would be able to directly destroy his bizarre power.

"That's right, the Shang family's martial arts are derived from the Xingyi Medical Canon. That Xingyi Fist of the Shang family is also adapted from the true Xingyi Fist found in the canon. Do you know what the relationship is between the Shang family and the Xingyi Sect?" Lin Qing stared at Zhang Yuan with a stern gaze, his voice low.

He was very fond of the great bow; instead of putting it into his storage bag, he held it in his hand and dashed off into the distance.

The nurse's voice rang out, and those in the ambulance could not help but recall the words of the deity from that night.

I knew that the two holes in the hull were massive and that patching them was simply impossible, as the yacht was already overloaded, and the addition of three floors had only accelerated the sinking.

The reporters became even more curious. If this bracelet were so precious, Li Shengjue would surely have given it to Ling Yuxi, not Dong Wanqing.

Jiang Yuhan visited the Dream Pool again, only to find it in utter chaos; the remaining gods were nowhere to be found. Later, he learned that after the fall of the Water God, the Qu Family Fortress and the Weinan Jiang family had recalled their own clansmen, while the other gods who had surrendered had vanished without a trace.

Because the nature of Father Fu's internal energy was incompatible, the Ruyi Golden Spear turned a faint black in his hands, yet it felt much heavier than it had in Lu Jing's grasp.

"The scent in the Jade Beauty Palace is very peculiar. It is a mixture of many different aromas, and adding or removing even one would be harmful to the body. From this, it is clear that she is someone who knows how to use medicine." Qing Ge suddenly recalled something, frowned, and spoke up quickly.

Guo Cai patted Wang Tian on the shoulder. She was not joking or teasing him; this was the truth.

After the blast wave passed, the two opened their eyes to see scattered remains: severed limbs, fragments of skulls and organs, and pieces of black armor! There were also dark red carapaces and spider legs—clearly the remains of the Overlord Spider.

Looking into Lu Bei's eyes, which were as clear as a spring, I suddenly felt hesitant to tell him about the suspicions I once held against him.

But where did the needle marks on his body come from? And why would Dr. Tang refuse to tell me anything?

Yuxi’s gaze fell upon the bracelet on her hand, and she remembered the many jokes that had arisen because of it, with the media exposing a past relationship between Shengjue and Dong Wanqing.