Chapter 156: Conflict Over Spiritual Herbs

Liu Feng heard the voice and walked toward its source. After advancing about fifty meters, he saw two groups ahead: one with over ten people, the other with only two. At that moment, one of the ten-plus was gesturing aggressively at the two, even attempting to snatch something from their hands.

Among the two, the younger one had long lost his patience. If not for the other restraining him, a fight would likely have broken out. "Senior brother, don’t stop me! Zhao Fei and his group are truly bullying us. We absolutely cannot let them have this precious spiritual herb."

"But, senior—"

Liu Lu’s other equipment’s additional abilities remained unused for now. Only the special skill, Star Ignition, was activated at 50% amplification, boosting defense and speed, while also indirectly suppressing dizziness in his mind and enhancing reaction speed, allowing him to continue holding on.

Such actions amused everyone, but their attention was largely fixed on the cheeky rascal Angel, who was secretly eating watermelon.

Actually, I didn’t know much about Liu Jie. Since the last time I called him at Dragon Phoenix Tower to ask for help for Lao Tu, I had gone to his office specially to thank him once. But his cold demeanor made me stay only five minutes before leaving.

The group returned to the mansion, spirits dampened. "I hereby announce the assassination mission is canceled, replaced by a rescue operation," Ye Fan said with profound sorrow.

During the peaceful decades past, the drawbridge over the moat had lost its military significance. It was dismantled and replaced by a fixed wooden bridge. The moat itself fell into disrepair; it only became a flowing river during summer rains, drying to a trickle in winter.

Although that punch landed with satisfying force, it would plunge the alliance between the sanctuary and the resistance into another icy standoff. Because of this Zakun campaign, the resistance would withdraw.

The maid smiled quietly, glanced at him, then gracefully stepped into the outer room, opened the door, and closed it behind her.

Sure enough, at a single command, two massive stones were hoisted. The sound of the catapult’s roar echoed loudly. Then, two stones flew through the air—one landing far off, the other crashing near the wall, causing it to tremble slightly with a boom.

If at this moment the creatures knew that what they considered a terrifying thunderclap was actually just a cannon blast barely tickling them, they would surely burst into laughter.

Ye Fan walked slowly along the road, unsure where he was headed. So much had happened this morning that his mind was overwhelmed. He had no energy to analyze the pros and cons—for now, at least until Ye Ping woke up.

After narrowly escaping death, Ren Duxing fully realized that Li Junye was not only terrifyingly powerful but also a divine healer... Such a being was far beyond what a scattered cultivation warrior like himself could encounter.

He looked around on the gray street. Suddenly, a car window rolled down, followed by gunshots from an alley near the factory’s residential area.

From afar, no sign of the White Wind operation was visible. A powerful arrow seemed to be stopped by an invisible barrier, instantly losing speed and falling from the sky.

Outside the door, Bai Yu noticed Li Junye suddenly sitting cross-legged on the ground. Her expression changed slightly as she cried out in alarm.

John drove through the east district streets, activating the blacklight scan system and using the radar module to detect signals—no implanted malware, no lingering magical puppets, and no physical trackers.

Chu Pingsheng said coldly, then suddenly grabbed a beer bottle from the cabinet and swung it around.

His head tilted to the side, his breath completely gone. Tears welled in his eyes, streaming down his face and dropping onto the bedsheets.

“Xiangxiang, you’re safe now. I’ve taken care of everything. You just need to focus on giving birth and cooperate with the doctors. I’ll stay by your side the entire time,” Zhao Lingyun said, gripping both my hands and pressing them to his face.

John wasn’t sure if the wealthy heir had implanted any strange prosthetics. To be safe, he climbed over the wall to check the factory’s surveillance cameras.