Chapter 240: Refining and Advancing

Seeing Wanyan Sheng lose his composure, Wanyan Zonghan acted decisively, joining forces with Wanyan Zongbi to support Wanyan Xieya as interim replacement for Wanyan Sheng. Wanyan Xieya had long been the Anban, a position equivalent to the crown prince in Han dynasties, designed to assume leadership when the supreme ruler was incapacitated.

Six years ago, both were victimized and imprisoned here at the same time. This was no coincidence—it was a long-planned conspiracy. Though the old monk was an unexpected presence, he too was subdued and thus imprisoned alongside Yun Munan.

"Not so many!" Lin Yue kept two or three for himself, returned the rest to the bag, thanked them, and turned to leave.

The Song military never lacked military supervisors, but neither the Liangshan Army nor the Wusheng Army had them—only discipline officers and enforcement squads to maintain order.

"It's not late yet. Why don't we stop by a shop for something to eat? I just saw sweet tofu pudding, and it's inconvenient to eat it in the car." Less than ten minutes after driving off, Xu's father pulled over in front of a breakfast stall and insisted they eat the tofu pudding before leaving.

The black-clad man, though arrogant, had full confidence in himself—he wouldn't have dared these acts without considerable skill. Yet he hadn't anticipated such a peerless master lurking beside a mere Jianghu physician, and he'd miscalculated. Though unexpected, he remained calm under pressure, evading every attack with deft maneuvers.

Seeing this, Gan Cheng said nothing more, pulled out his business card, and placed it on the table not far from the two.

From Qinghua Street as the starting point, fifteen surrounding streets all lay under the shadow of Ruyi Herbal Pharmacy, with numerous herbal shops closing one after another—only Yiqi Hao still held on.

Given Qin Tianci's nature, if he learned the eye belonged to Gu Liang Naiyin, he would never accept the transplant. Even if he regained sight, he would eventually learn the truth. After deliberation, they decided to conceal the truth from Qin Tianci and proceed with the surgery; afterward, Gu Liang Naiyin needed a place to be cared for in her remaining years.

After the banquet, Wen Hanjiu planned to drive her home himself, but she refused—because if her father found out Wen Hanjiu had driven her home, her life would become unbearable.

From the professional editor's perspective of Kagami Aoi, both light novels were excellent, but fell short of top-tier quality.

He had originally disbelieved it—after all, they'd met for days without noticing any difference—but now he believed it, and immediately fumbled to open the metal door.

It was as large as a millstone, transparent, crystalline, glowing with radiance, as magnificent as jade.

"What's happening? Why can't I move?" Faced with this supernatural phenomenon, the navy personnel panicked, crying out in terror.

The title of official doctor is exceedingly rare—fewer than a handful exist in any region, requiring significant contributions to academia.

"Has this matter finally come to an end?" Li Xuan sighed, watching the sunset.

Any minute detail, beneath this eye, was magnified—even when focus was applied, objects could be enlarged to an unbelievable degree.

After Ye Cheng drove Liu Zhaoqing home and stopped at her doorstep, Liu Zhaoqing turned around and hugged Ye Cheng tightly.

Does playing basketball with me, Takahashi Higashi, lower the prestige of your Class B? Or damage your reputation?

He sighed deeply and said slowly: "I still command a million troops, and countless noble clans have followed me southward! If I fall, if I leave, what will become of them?"

With no hope of wooing her and having been mocked, one tall, muscular man immediately grew angry.

He suddenly began to understand Yu Ruozhuo's mindset—likely the same as his own now: believing his backer was invincible, and thus feeling he could challenge the world.

Amid the sea monsters' encirclement, several blood-soaked humans roared fiercely, desperately holding back wave after wave of sea monster assaults.

The old woman screamed in pain, clutching her bleeding forehead, while Zhang Meixian, eyes red, ran out of the main chamber.

He felt as if he'd sensed a "fragment." When one "senses" something, it shouldn't mean perceiving specific "shape" or "color"—yet he now clearly perceived these very elements.

His name was Sima Cheng, so he took "Ma Cheng" from it as his own—many in the world bore the name Ma Cheng, so Sima Shen wouldn't suspect; "Mu Feng" was simply chosen at random by Sima Cheng.

With energy points available, things became easy—soon, the camera feed trembled and began playing surveillance footage from District Seven, recorded from multiple angles.

Military police had surrounded the garden, and combat vehicles were driving into the street, yet no one noticed her.

Luo ShaoWei, this Jiedushi, had been installed by the Yajiang officers—he longed to eliminate them, but had never found an opportunity. The Yajiang officers had long sensed his intent; their open conflict was merely a matter of time.

The cameraman had barely finished speaking when the berserk bloodline user seized the landing gear with one arm—the helicopter instantly lost balance, and alarms blared instantly.

After entering the gorge, Zhang Yan felt increasingly suffocated, as if an invisible hand had tightened around his throat, making breathing difficult and his body weak.

Yet two consecutive operations had already alerted some members of the Orange Nation. When the ball was kicked into Orange Nation territory for the fourth time, it finally fell within their zone, hindered by Orange Nation players.