Chapter 141: The Ruined Daoist Temple

Shen Siyuan set Ruan Hongzhuang down on the ground before the overgrown ruins before him.

The moment Ruan Hongzhuang's feet touched the ground, she collapsed—only Shen Siyuan's swift reflexes saved her, catching her in his arms.

"My legs are a bit weak, I'll be fine in a moment."

Ruan Hongzhuang's cheeks flushed red—whether from fear or excitement, it was hard to tell.

Shen Siyuan lifted her again and found a nearby stone, placing her gently upon it.

As the gentle melody drifted through the air, the giant beasts moved slower and slower, until at last they ceased all motion.

What kind of nonsense was written inside? On the surface, it looked ordinary—just a stack of A4 papers bound together, covered in notes.

"Better to have it early, less suffering! If you wait until you're older, your body won't handle it!" Lin Ma said, her eyes suddenly flicking toward Lin Xiaoxiao, who sat beside her.

Du Xuexiang's heart tightened. "What's going on? Is there something I don't know about?" She'd been ill so long—finally recovered and just stepped out. Please, let nothing have happened while she was sick.

"You needn't worry. The seals he set weren't for defense, but to prevent intruders from barging into his cave and disturbing his cultivation. Just deliberately trigger one or two of them—he'll sense it and come out to meet you." Huang Jun, the Elder, spoke without looking up.

Who would have thought a legendary constitution would appear on the continent—and now, of all times, in the Eastern Yue Imperial Palace?

"When they return, summon Okka to me immediately. The construction pace must not slow—we're running out of time!" Tiberius said, then descended the tower first; the other generals followed.

At the villagers' insistence, the group rested for five more days in Peach Blossom Spring—reuniting, recounting tales of the Tang era, replenishing food and fresh water.

Once chaos erupted, the pressure on the Alpha Wolf's mech assault team would ease—the true burden of reducing the cannon-beetle numbers fell to them.

The Ziwu Valley mothership slowly entered the human temporary base on Europa VI. The spaceport was packed to capacity; nearly every human official had come to catch a glimpse of the legendary Long Princess of the Andoranda Empire.

After a final strike from a Qi Condensation cultivator, Hou Liangping could no longer hold on. His eyes turned gray as he collapsed, lifeless, buried beneath the earth.

After finishing this task, Hamaguchi Hiroto pasted the proverb "Failure is the mother of success" onto his desk.

Liu Bingyi smiled meaningfully. "After too long in the palace, one becomes an old fox. Let's ride to Jiaofang Palace!" Liu Bingyi knew perfectly well what Liao Gong meant—but he didn't mind. It gave him an excuse to visit Jiaofang Palace, delivered through Liao Gong's mouth.

"Carefully tend to the Empress's health. You may go." Liu Bingyi released the tension, dismissing the imperial physician who stood with hands clasped, legs trembling slightly.

Qingyu Zi smiled. "Your reverence's competitive spirit has deeply impressed me, but I admire even more your magnanimity." Guo Pi nodded in agreement.

"What? The Xia family dares to attack our Huayun Palace's direct disciples—and with Xia Wushang himself? Who gave them the audacity? We'll storm their family and tear it apart!" The Sixth Elder roared.

To keep seeing Li Ning'er, Bian Yuanhang had no choice but to rely on his credit card.

Huo Chengjun carefully flipped through several portraits, placing each one aside with slender fingers, until only the empty table remained. She looked up at Shangguan Youmeng, innocent and shaking her head—none of them pleased her.

Of course, unaware of any of this, Bian Yuanhang still waited for the long-overdue text message.