Chapter 23: Talk Therapy

Mu Lixiao settled into the carriage. With a hidden guard accompanying her, she no longer needed to remain vigilant and drifted off to sleep. She did not know how much time had passed before she awoke; the sky had already turned dark. The carriage continued its bumpy journey, though the faint glow of lights could now be seen ahead.

When asked this, Ya’er Shi instinctively thought of the crystal card in his possession, which held over three million Diatallons. It was an incredibly ironic contrast to the two hundred Diatallons he had just given to Qian Yan, and the experience left him speechless.

Guan Yi muttered to himself, turning his head toward the direction of the Great Chen Imperial Palace, thinking to himself that the time must be nearly upon them.

Once Liu Yan explained it this way, Han Yueqiao roughly understood the reason behind it all: it turned out they were both searching for the Flying Centipede to cure Liu Yan’s grandfather.

In the suddenly quiet workshop, the aroma of the meal Ya’er Shi had bought wafted through the air. Bi felt the stillness and smelled the fragrance, but more than anything, she missed Ya’er Shi’s attentive care. Certain words surfaced in her mind.

Hehe, having this illness could be considered a skill of sorts, similar to that of a weasel; no one could get close to you, and anyone harboring criminal intent or looking to rob you would find it impossible to strike.

Therefore, she rarely drank, doing so only occasionally during wild celebrations, such as the victory banquet in Tsumona or this welcome feast.

As the dust settled, a man draped in a yellow robe with a rather bizarre appearance slowly entered everyone’s sight.

Guan Yi frowned deeply as he appeared at the doorway, coming face-to-face with the fleeing Scinoski.

After saying his goodbyes, Beitang Yexuan finally arrived at the outer perimeter of the Celestial Realm. The moment he appeared, Mo Nan and the others hurried to greet him. As one of Beitang Yexuan’s trusted confidants, Mo Nan remained relaxed even with the demon army pressing at the borders.

Yet, that was not the first time he had seen the Jade Herb. Years ago, when he first met Yaoyao, she had given him one.

The guards nearly stumbled, but seeing that Master Cai was already flushed with anger, they hurried to fetch chairs.

Thousands of years ago, when she was dashing about on her Wind-Fire Wheels, even Brother Nezha on his red-maned celestial steed could not catch her.

Just then, the Japanese phantom inside the red orb spun his body, faced a certain direction, and brought his arms together before thrusting them outward.

Especially those ink-colored pupils with flecks of gold; when he looked at you, it was as if you were his entire world.

But that feeling of comfort was so exquisite that Sun Xiuya did not want to move at all, nor did she want to get up to bathe! She just wanted to lie there, dazed and content.

The Leng family and the Gu family had never had any dealings with one another. Li Yinhua could not understand why Madam Leng would suddenly come to the Gu household.

By the time Song Qingru chased after them, Fang Ming had already ridden his horse toward the Imperial Palace. Song Qingru could not afford to overthink it and hurriedly mounted another horse to catch up.

Qin Jiu finally realized that his young master was not joking, so he quietly left the private room to carry out the orders given by Young Master Jing.

Otherwise, Qin Yi would not have suddenly sought an alliance with wolves and tigers like Luo Juege, for the expansion of the Chu State was simply too ferocious.

And when all these lives were transformed into cataclysmic demonic creatures, even if they were only the lowest first-tier, their overwhelming numbers would render them terrifying.

“Greedy Wolf!” At the junction where the blade met the hilt, two scarlet characters were branded! These two characters were as vivid as fresh blood, as if blood were flowing across them; the light shifted, making them look truly demonic.

Hearing what Zohan said, everyone perked up. They set aside their tedious tasks and gathered around him.

Under the expectant gazes of the crowd, the Great Perfection cultivators finally emerged. However, they did not see the result they had anticipated. The several Great Perfection cultivators looked grim, and as soon as they stepped out of the cave, they shouted at the seven cultivators who were moving away, appearing thoroughly displeased.

Mu Yucheng’s projection had only just appeared in the cabin when she spoke to Lu You with an urgent look on her face.

The night grew deeper and colder. The chilly wind brushed against Xiang Ye’s face, causing him to shiver involuntarily.

Just then, the ambulance that Lei Yongli had called arrived late. Several doctors rushed out of the vehicle; seeing the battered and bruised, sturdy city official, they tried to take him into the ambulance for treatment, but he unexpectedly shook them off.

“Since it is special treatment, I think the Radio and Television Bureau could also offer special accommodations through other means.” Observing the situation, Zhang Dingshou helped Young Master Heng gain an advantage, using this as leverage for the upcoming negotiations with the MCN.

“Have you felt any physical discomfort recently?” Mu Bing asked, completely off-topic.

The stars in the sky flickered, and only a few remained hung high when Wei Xinyong offered his farewells.

Wu Ba glanced at Han Zi, then drew a waist token belonging to the Ye family from his belt, with Han Zi’s name inscribed upon it.

At dawn, as the first rays of sunlight shone upon the earth, wreckage was visible everywhere: houses collapsed, the ground sunken, ponds drained dry overnight, not to mention the scattered, broken tree trunks.

Not to mention anything else, the two spatial treasures obtained from the ruins of the Divine Wood Clan were things that all the major powers of the God-Demon Continent coveted; he did not want Leng Yan to reap such a massive benefit.

For sharks, the scent of blood could drive them into an instant frenzy, causing them to charge forward regardless of the consequences. It had already been difficult enough to resist the temptation of that blood, but when he saw the dark shadow amidst the murk, his eyes turned blood-red in an instant.

“The murderer?” A cold sneer spilled from the corner of Ye Feilong’s mouth as he spun around and grabbed Yao Yukun by the collar.