Volume 1, Chapter 23: The Famine Relief Envoy

After two days of travel, Lin Che and his companions finally reached Jiyin Commandery, the gateway to Yanzhou. The group was exhausted, their throats parched from thirst.

"Brother Lin, that is Jiyin Commandery ahead. Let us go there to rest," Zhao Wu suggested while riding his horse.

Lin Che knew his brothers were hungry and replied with a smile, "Very well, let us proceed."

As they arrived at the city gate on horseback, they found the entrance bustling and congested with countless refugees in rags. The city guards, armed with weapons, were barring their way. Several refugees lay dead on the ground. Seeing this, the expressions of the group shifted slightly.

"What is happening here?" Zhao Wu asked in shock.

Lin Che frowned as well, not knowing...

She was unsure of her true feelings for Gu Yuanbei, but she was certain of one thing: she had to save him.

Unexpectedly, that sharp sound returned. Wang Zhe was startled and leaped far away, though ultimately nothing happened.

The armies of Ying Bu, Wei Bao, and Chen Yu were temporarily tasked with guarding against King Han Guang of Yan, while the forces of Tian Du and Tian An were waiting for Xiang Yu’s orders to deal with Tian Rong.

Lin Xiao, unhurried and composed, covered the black cloth once more and gestured for the audience below the stage to proceed.

Following this, Zhong Kui’s eyes gleamed with resolve as he leaped into the air, firmly clasping Xia Feng’s hand before swiftly flying toward the exit of the mirror.

"If Old Man Tree is unwilling to protect us, how about you take us to a place you deem safe? We will release you tomorrow before we finish our task and head down the mountain," Bai Qi said, shaking the basket in his hand.

Bai Qi could not help but find it amusing; he had known about this for a long time, and bringing it up now seemed far too late.

Upon hearing the tree demon’s incessant shrieks, Yan Ruyu drew a dagger from her waist and plunged it forcefully into the creature’s chest.

"A sword? ...Lord Feng Yue?" Apart from Feng Yue, what sword could possibly appear here? It had never seen Feng Yue, only hearing the voice during the initial spark of its consciousness.

"Senior Sister, let us find a place to rest. It is not safe here; we shall discuss things when dawn arrives," he said, his voice weak and listless.

She knew her words would not sway Duan Canxue’s determination to hunt down Chen Feng, yet she spoke them anyway. Even anticipating the awkward situation it might invite, she chose to speak.

Gazing at the raging gale before him, Long Hao gave a disdainful smile. It was merely a gale; the Dragon Guard Clan was not without such phenomena.

They all knew—it was truly curious how Su Yusheng had found out. Could he have cast some sort of immortal art upon her again?

"Mu Feng... I beg you, take me with you..." Vera had not yet breathed her last; dragging her upper body, she grabbed the hem of Mu Fengye’s trousers, desperately shaking him with her final ounce of strength.

The dark shadow gradually revealed its features; it was indeed the Great Demon Whale, the largest and most formidable of the Nine Beasts of the Blood Sea.

Upon returning to Yunxiao City, Zheng Zhong did not head back to his cave dwelling. Instead, he took Mo Shuang’er directly to the marketplace and stepped into a large firm that specialized in selling medicinal pills and prescriptions.

She began to wash the soiled quilt. Having not done such chores for a long time, she found herself struggling with the work, thinking perhaps her master had spoiled her too much.

Furthermore, the arrival of the interstellar starship’s cannons, coupled with the emergence of the Sarutobi clan, was the reason the Hyuga clan had also defected to the prince.

"Dragon King, the Buddhist army is pressing on, having entered the Sea Heart Domain, now within a mere thousand miles of the Sea-Covering Heavenly Palace!" the Nine-Headed Insect urged frantically.

Qiu Yongshan’s footing became unstable, and as he opened his mouth to shout, Chen Feng flicked his wrist and shoved a chicken bone directly into his maw. He smeared his greasy hand across Qiu Yongshan’s face, then took the opportunity to fling him aside; with a thud, he collided with a wooden post, dazed and disoriented.

Her heart was heavy with sorrow. Fan Hua did not truly know many secrets, so how much could be extracted through torture? Was it truly necessary to kill to silence her?

Outside, it was a clear, sunny blue sky, but here, it was a tranquil and profound black. Shen Gujun looked up to see a starry sky, yet he was absolutely certain these stars did not belong to the Mingtian Continent; he could sense nothing from them.

As Gu Yi spoke, she led the group to her meditation room within the New York Sanctum and personally poured tea for them.

Since the other party had already spoken, Wang Yu found it difficult to refuse, especially since they had traveled such a great distance to pick him up.

"I see you are living quite well, though I wonder where your new bride might be?" The Crown Prince smiled, yet his eyes remained cold, his true intentions hidden beneath a subtle, unfathomable veneer.

An Xian collapsed to the ground, unable to hold herself up, instinctively curling into a ball until even the strength to maintain that instinct was exhausted.

This kindness was not calculated; it felt more like the concern of a senior for a junior, a truly heart-warming sensation.

In an instant, 20 sets of Poké Balls appeared in his account, along with a high-grade ball gifted for his first purchase.

If he were a lion, he, too, would occasionally choose to steal food from spotted hyenas; after all, it was hundreds of times easier than hunting for himself.

Stand up, look around at the earth and the sky. I am Heisenberg, and the first thing I announce to you is...

However, Ye Qian’s lips grew paler and paler, until they lost all color like the snow of winter. The face beneath her mask turned ghastly white, blood seeped from the corners of her mouth, and her body trembled violently.

In the following days, the foreign disciple took me to some sacred sites in Mongolia, allowing me to gather the mysteries of the path.

A-Shui injured six men in an instant. The remaining five were somewhat intimidated, focusing only on defense and not daring to initiate an attack.

"Master. Master. Master." She did not know what words to use to respond to Bai Li. She had waited for this moment for too long. Suddenly hearing it, she was so overwhelmed she could not speak, repeating only the name that she knew by heart.