Chapter 317: The Great External Elixir Path

Not long after, the two approached, and it was clear they meant no harm, though the other player looked somewhat nervous.

I said: "Your uncle won't marry your mom—your mom doesn't need to marry anyone, she'll always love you, and your dad's still here." I didn't want the child to know about these things, to carry them in his heart—how could such a little kid possibly remember this?

Zhu Ying dared not even breathe, knelt on the ground feeling something was off, slowly crawled up and leaned back, terrified that Zi Xuan would find her.

After just taking the Zi Qing Xuan Qi Pill, Yang Wang would rest for a few days; when he reached Mingyue Lake, he noticed that Mud seemed to have gained much thicker qi, his pupils growing increasingly distinct—radiating a strange power, like a vortex capable of easily sucking a person's soul into his eyes.

He'd originally planned to say a few polite words, but after trembling for a long time, his lips couldn't utter a single sound—he turned, lifted his robe, and ran off, nearly tripping over his own feet: all thoughts of suffering after returning to the mansion were forgotten now—he only cared about getting as far away from that demon as possible.

But Zhuo Yifan only thought about it, or perhaps it was just praise for the other; for many, many years, Zhuo Yifan had never forgotten the lovely girl buried deep within his heart.

Fortunately, the flower spirits in the Purple Crystal Apartments had been slain, and Shangguan Yanran and the others had returned to Kui Family Villa. Chen Mengsheng looked up at the Purple Crystal Apartments in the rain—finally, he had a temporary place to stay.

"There's still three years left—this period is perfect to properly strengthen my cultivation." After finishing all his tasks, Jiang Hua silently pondered, planning for the future.

In that case, what else can we do? We can only wait for the verdict, then file an appeal—if we can find the complete video, it might help, but even if we do, Bai Ling's bribery is fact—no matter who she bribed.

Ji Kai knew that no matter what he said, it would boil down to these same questions, so he repeated the exact words he'd told Tom.

On the surface, he was merely soaking in a hot bath, but in truth, his spirit remained locked onto Lin Shenhe, who had just left.

Ye Feng felt deep guilt—he had come to fight with a resolve to die, never intending to return alive, merely to distract Yao Qiong and the others; he never imagined so many others would be drawn in, fighting alongside him, buying more time for the senior elders advancing on the Underworld.

The reason so many officials existed in court, yet only Hai Rui was chosen, was because Jiangnan's accumulated historical problems were too deep—only someone willing to shatter the existing order could shoulder this responsibility.

Twenty thousand Tao soldiers, under cover of night, bypassed the front-line Guandu enemy camp and headed northeast toward Shiting.

After hearing the old man's eloquent explanation, the Censor said nothing, merely implied he wouldn't care, then rose under various pretexts and left the mansion; afterward, the old man led his retainers to confront them.

"No problem. It's just the two of us here. I'm just chatting casually with you. Go ahead." Yi Cheng's lips curled slightly.

Upon hearing Duan Chen had come to take leave, Meng Hao—who had always doted on him—immediately changed expression.

Xu Yuanzuo didn't even expect steam engines to serve as transportation power sources; even without tanks, steamships, he could build concrete bunkers and push all the way to the Pacific. Of course, if tanks, steamships, trains existed… the world would be even better.

Li Yunfei was forced into frantic confusion—this man's swordplay was astonishingly refined; he never imagined such a hidden master existed in the world.

Whether Gu Shuisheng, Lu Dayou, Jiang Baili, or Chen Yizhi, or other Zhu Li youths, all had been assigned departments and positions since following Xu Yuanzuo, but the limitations of the era meant they didn't value titles—they cared more about duties.

The Taibai Sect members couldn't hold for even half an incense stick before being repelled by Sha Jianmo, all sprawled in disarray. Though they combined their strength and temporarily suffered no injuries, they certainly couldn't withstand Sha Jianmo's next strike.

Everyone sensed something was amiss—the matter they carried was too sensitive to let others know. They had come under orders, yet a strange monk blocked their path—clearly, the opponent had prepared for them; brows furrowed.

Yuan Qi surged, instantly manifesting four elemental colors; "Xuan Yuan Sword" let out a mournful cry as it slashed down at the shadow.

"You make it sound like I deliberately betray teammates—forget it, I'm at least half your master; since ancient times, has any master ever betrayed his disciple?" Hearing Xia Yuanxu's words, Shen Yan's eyes sparkled with genuine warmth, his lips lifting slightly as he spoke loudly.

Had they not faced danger together, she might never have noticed Ling Yan Xianzi's abnormalities until the training ended.

York turned his head away, pretending ignorance. Su Gu only wanted to trouble Missouri—just moments ago, she'd been beside him, yet now she'd vanished somewhere.

As for those temple officials who hadn't yet been informed, either the Sect Master, Ghost Emperor, had designs on these branch leaders and subordinate officials, or he already suspected certain individuals. Though these people may not have betrayed the Holy Sect, at the very least they were accustomed to concealing truths from above and deceiving below.

Though she hadn't deliberately prepared for Xia Qinghou, when he appeared, she felt as if a pair of eyes were piercing through her instantly—in that very instant, her body instinctively generated a defense.