Treating an Illness (Part 2)

Those who have seen blood—meaning those who have killed people and carry a murderous aura—can often outfight ordinary new recruits in a one-on-one contest of sheer ruthlessness.

The Yangyang Sports City is not open to the public; unless one is a customer of the sports city, getting in is no easy task.

In all his years, no one had ever dared to be more arrogant than Ai Xi. Ha, a threat? Did they really think he was someone to be trifled with?

"It's fine. The repairs mean it can still be used," the squadron leader of Metatrin comforted his allied comrade.

The Yangyang Group didn't even have a single IT person. Finding a couple of computer repairmen was easy, but finding professionals was extremely difficult.

An Shibai was a reclusive semi-immortal who almost never showed himself to the mortal world. Furthermore, he was naturally indifferent to fame and fortune and never interfered in the affairs of the cultivation world. It could be said that apart from those few ancient immortals from thousands of years ago, no one knew the name An Shibai.

Xiao Yuyin stopped looking at the man in purple and turned her gaze back to the steamed fish in front of her, letting out a heavy sigh.

Once seated, no one spoke. The city lord quietly sipped the tea in his hand, while Xiujue stared blankly ahead, lost in thought. The entire side hall was terrifyingly quiet, to the extent that the dropping of a needle could be heard.

The azure sky was warm, flowering branches played with leaves, and cloud-like garments fluttered. A light, swirling dust carried the breath of the wind as it wantily unfurled across the willow-lined bank. A clear, tranquil, natural lake was bathed in a gentle, aesthetic, amber sunset.

Seeing Dean Meng shift the topic, Wheat's heart instantly leaped into her throat. Ye Zifan felt the instantaneous rigidity of the man beside him and, knowing he was nervous, squeezed his hand comfortingly.

"Viscount Jonas, let's go." Seeing that the white man was still staring blankly at the flag ahead, Lin Yaotang called out to him.

The Nine Heavens Formula could evolve true essence of all attributes. Lightning restrains the evil forces of the world. True qi not obtained through normal dual cultivation, along with high-realm power, generally belongs to the category of evil and darkness. And White Night was the nemesis of this type of power.

Daishan Island and Chongfu Temple—this temple had been built only a few years ago, so the walls and door beams still looked brand new. After winning the battle, Wang Xingguo and his men dared not sail back to the mainland due to the raging winds and towering waves, so they stayed for the night at Chongfu Temple, planning to leave the next day once the winds and waves had subsided.

P.S.: Asking for your support. This chapter goes against my editor's warning, so I dare not log into QQ for the time being, lest I receive another reprimand.

"Huh? What problem?" The guild master was also completely baffled. He had assumed Xiao Lin was still dwelling on the fact that Dawn Academy had failed to rescue Captain Yu.

The source of the sound did not give up just yet. However, as a wisp of milky-white light pierced through the outer perimeter of the darkness, the entire chaos began to shatter like broken glass, fracturing apart as more and more light surged in.

Dividing into two separate flanking groups once again, the eagle demon used his old trick, transforming back into his original form and flying away. Fearing that he might approach the execution ground from another direction, the four members of the Blood-Feathered Demon Dragon returned to the vicinity of the execution ground. Sure enough, the eagle demon had used a feint, appearing on the far side of the execution ground. As usual, the four of them pursued him, putting increasing distance between themselves and the execution ground.

Jia Huan laughed and said, "It depends on how one looks at it... Handing over the controlling stake, which means the decision-making power, with the bank holding the majority, will inevitably lead to the workshop expanding wildly in a very short time."

In early November, the Han navy officially launched its campaign to recover Taiwan. This time, all four ironclad warships of the navy sortied, accompanied by forty-eight auxiliary vessels carrying a total of over six thousand troops. This constituted fully half of the Han navy's foundation, demonstrating the immense importance the Han military attached to the Taiwan campaign.

The leader, a "young master" as delicate as spring blossoms and willow catkins, possessed apricot eyes with autumn-water ripples and a gentle expression. Looking at Lin Daiyu in astonishment, she asked about Ying Xing'er.

Qiu Lanyi frowned in pain, only to have her breath stolen by a sudden, unexpected kiss. Yet, woven between their lips and teeth was a hint of sorrow. The taste of blood gradually spread and lingered in her mouth.

As soon as Li Si left, the people who had been suppressed by the surrounding atmosphere to the point of hardly daring to breathe burst into exclamations. For a moment, the entire playground returned to its bustling state and drew even more onlookers.

"How is it unsafe? Can't the two of you men protect them?" Zhang Peng could no longer care about Shen Yan's gaze and kept shouting on the side. Tonight, no matter what, he was leaving.

As they walked, several of the black men even grabbed handfuls of gold coins from the elephants and scattered them downward, showing a boundless extravagance.

I looked at Li Jiakai in some astonishment. Could it be that a week ago, Li Jiakai already knew he was going to treat me to dinner, and had therefore booked the table in advance?

Because this was precisely where Hofa and Selby differed. Selby had sacrificed everything for his dream; he was pure, untainted by impurities.

By the time the giant boulder was already inches away, he finally reacted, instinctively extending both hands to block it.

In the car, Qiu Lanyi felt as though she were riding inside like a wanted fugitive, with a stern-looking man seated right beside her, seemingly stationed specifically to guard her and prevent her from escaping.

There was no denying that Shen Mo was exceptional, but being with him, Ceng Mina simply did not feel as at ease as she did with Shen Yan. Her family was already wealthy, wasn't it? She truly didn't understand why her father insisted on making her choose Shen Mo.

It called out the names of its two companions, but no one answered. Walking to the doorway of the room and taking a look, its expression changed drastically. Its two companions had somehow fallen limply unconscious on the ground, each bearing a massive bump on their heads, looking as though someone had made their skulls crash into each other.

Qingmu's body twisted once more, and the golden light that had originally been imprisoned by the dark vortex began to amplify infinitely, pouring madly toward the vital points of the dark leader's avatar.