Volume 1, Chapter 35: The Composite Ancient Letter

Following Jillian into the temple, the space suddenly opened before them, bathed in a soft light that illuminated the entire sanctuary. Once Zhou An was seated, Tang Hongfei stepped forward, bowing as he handed over a roster. The Eastern Factory was constantly recruiting, and Zhou An personally reviewed each list, not only scrutinizing the names but also meeting candidates face-to-face.

“I can be of great use to you. The Pine Leaf Gang has many hidden assets, all of which I know about. I can hand everything over to you, on the condition that you guarantee my safety...” He now appeared composed, no longer the panicked figure from before.

The creatures gathered in murmurs and whispers, hiding quietly until nightfall, when they would cautiously emerge and frequently meet with the noble.

“And what about in public, when one wants to pass gas—must he hold it in?” Mu Ai continued to speak candidly, unbothered even as he noticed the other's expression.

Chen Yunyang did not expect to be so unexpectedly well-received; a shy smile spread across her face, though her eyes twinkled with joy. After all, who does not cherish words of praise?

Though I know my few words cannot change the current state of medicine, I will strive to expose the dark secrets I have witnessed within the Putian hospitals to netizens, so those unaware of society’s shadows can be informed, deceived less, and better care for themselves.

Seeing the two, Old Liu suddenly brightened, his face flushed as he clamored to lead them up the mountain in search of vines.

In the past, time seemed to pass slowly, allowing for long afternoons of tea, but now it felt insufficient.

“Business trip is just a business trip—it’s not like you won’t come back,” Ye Qianmo said, lifting a cup of milk and approaching Ou Muxuan. “But I still think you look pale. Have you been lacking nutrition lately?” She said this as she brought the milk to his lips.

“What?” Late at night, he stared blankly at Qian Shuyu, hardly able to believe his ears. Such words from the cold, bloodthirsty Qian Shuyu seemed like a surreal dream.

She wandered about with Qi Qiqi, here and there, intending to find someone familiar to inquire.

“Awan!” Mu Yuance whispered softly, filled with regret at not entering the city earlier to see her. Had he done so, none of this would have happened.

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“Sir, please sit, please sit. You are with child; allow me to bring the blanket,” Qin Shan approached cheerfully, wrapping the master snugly before seeing the doctor out.

“Qingqing.” Rong Liang waved away the servants, then called out softly to Bingqing.

Outside the quarantine zone, the blue-clad constables greeted Yun Qange with nods and salutes, clearly pleased to see her.

Meanwhile, Bai Li Tianchang, after taking another pill, tried his best to release his human aura.

The scene abruptly shifted; she saw the men, seemingly asleep, being thrown into a furnace one by one, while she stood by as a mere observer!

In City A, the Cheng family and Mo Jingran had been frantic since Cheng Yuhan disappeared four days ago. They searched all over the city and beyond, but to no avail.

Then she looked pleadingly at Liu Xing. Even if you just watch me, I’m at a loss. When a princess becomes like this, no one can stop it—not even me, her ‘ex-boyfriend.’

Although Liu Xing could barely hear, Minister Liyas paused and grasped Liu Xing’s hand, as if desperate to take her far away from here.

The city guards, hearing the command, stepped aside on both sides. Clearly, these two groups no longer required inspection.

Neither’s attacks inflicted substantial harm, which made the dragon cautious, its gaze toward Chen Xianxian growing colder.

As the year’s end approached, the market bustled with crowds. Even the tea houses, taverns, and butcher shops were alive with continuous hawking and shouting, every sound vivid in the ear.

Though Han Zhi had done much, delivering supplies and food did not keep her on the battlefield; only Shen Luoyun remained there, tending to the wounded soldiers with bandages and medicine.

The rest went unspoken, but everyone present understood. Feng Zhuo leaned in and whispered.

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Ye Tian sighed inwardly. His body was formidable by nature, and after refining it with seven drops of the Earth Core Flame marrow, his physical strength had risen another level, rivaling fine soul treasures. Yet he still felt pain from Huo Yan’er’s blows.

Lu Zhan pierced through Fang Bolin’s armor, wiping the blood from his sword onto the inner garment before slowly sheathing the blade.

“Worried about me? Don’t tell me you just remembered you have a master!” Chen Lieran laughed.

Zhou Zhengye was currently studying mechanical knowledge. Since he would soon take full charge of Qianyuan County’s mechanical equipment factory, understanding machinery was vital.

Originally, the Vajra Temple opposed this plan, but the late emperor’s overwhelming authority left them no choice but to comply.

Three team members were left unrecognizable—killed utterly—and one was bitten by a zombie. Even the calm Zhou Chen’s eyes reddened.

Zhao Mingjuan instructed Fei’er and Mo Li to take all the dry rations from everyone’s packs to prevent spoilage.

“Auntie, let them talk for now,” Liang Lei tugged at Yun Xia’s sleeve, shaking her head, then frowned and sighed.

Yuan Qihua pursed his lips and embraced his mother’s shoulder. “Mom, do you think I’m someone who settles? Among my three brothers, who is the type to settle?”

Mu Jingge adjusted the blanket around Shu Wang, never taking his gaze off her face. His eyes bore a subtle tenderness, barely perceptible beneath his usual cold facade.

Dao Chang hesitated not at all; his aura surged fiercely as he pulled a purple jade talisman from his storage pouch and charged resolutely toward the dark giant soul.