Volume 1, Chapter 21: Can I See Your Face First?

Ruoling wouldn't be so cruel; it must have been Li Youxue who instigated this. If I had known, I would have let her drink a few more mouthfuls of water this afternoon.

As they spoke, the fierce wolf was struck by another Taoist talisman. The talisman tore at the wolf’s wounds like a blade, staining half of its fur with blood.

The most critical aspect was that after decocting these Chinese medicinal herbs, one had to use internal energy to neutralize their properties. This was something beyond the reach of ordinary traditional Chinese medicine practitioners, and even common experts—like Liu Yuting or Li Fengnian—could not yet achieve such a feat.

After visiting shop after shop, Bainuo arrived at a store selling casual wear. Remembering that Shaman had bought a casual outfit last time, she decided she wanted one for herself as well.

Song Jun clearly sensed that Chen Qingling had reached the peak of the Emperor Realm; she was likely only a step away from the Sovereign Realm.

Jing Xuan wore a snow-orchid-colored robe, looking dashing and incredibly handsome. However, Mu Xuefu felt that the snow-blue hue was too noble, and wearing it was a waste on him.

Inside the palace, a faint fragrance drifted in the air. It was a very strange scent—it was impossible to tell where it originated, yet it was extraordinarily alluring.

The floors had been cleaned, as had the walls, the ceiling, the windows, the bed, the wooden chest beneath the bed, and the rooftop outside.

"Heh heh, Senior Sister, if you want to join, that’s naturally no problem. Let’s meet at the mountain gate tomorrow, then." Li Tian did not dare to say much more to this senior sister, fearing she would deal with him later. A few "embarrassing" past experiences made him act like a mouse meeting a cat whenever he was in front of Yu Lin; he wouldn't dare head east if she told him to go west. He immediately offered a fawning smile and settled the matter.

Captain Min Xinxiong hurriedly drew his waist saber and charged toward Agula. Agula did not show weakness and swung his own weapon at Xinxiong. Back and forth, the two clashed for over a dozen rounds without a clear victor.

"I think your aunt would really need this; you can take it back and give it to her." With that, he tossed the lightning rod into the black man’s arms.

Chen Xian remained silent. She must have seen the strength he had just displayed, which was why she made such a judgment. His current state was indeed poor, and lacking the strength to refute her, he could only look at her with a solemn expression.

Luo Feng walked to the window, chanted an incantation, and reached out toward the sunlight. With a grasp of his hand, he seemed to catch something and threw it at a wooden chair, which instantly burst into flames. Ye Zhongyue was greatly shocked; by the time he regained his senses, the chair was half-consumed by fire, so he hurriedly ordered his soldiers to extinguish it.

Because he was busy with other matters, Mu Sen stopped setting up checkpoints to collect tolls, which left many of the hundred tribes feeling uneasy. They wondered, "Why has this troublemaker stopped causing trouble? Is he brewing some grand scheme behind our backs?"

Deng Lijun smiled at her husband and said, "I’ll just be your neighbor. This can be a place to escape the summer heat, and you can look after it when we aren't here. Ah Long! What do you think?"

Secretary Bao walked precisely up to a general in his sixties, saluted, and said, "Division Commander Xu Shigui of the First Mining Division, here is the roster for your unit, totaling ten thousand and forty-eight men. Please use the list to assemble your subordinates."

"It is true that my sisters and I were personally trained by Her Highness the Princess," Qin Ruier replied cheerfully, "but when it comes to charging into battle, General Feng’s cavalry is far more valiant!"

Sun Ru’s thoughts drifted to her master, and she recalled what the lecherous villain had just said. The person who had been pestering her master had asked him for a dose of medicine! Although he didn't specify what kind, it certainly wouldn't be a life-saving remedy. Moreover, anyone who would associate with such a lecher could never be a righteous person.

Seeing Xin Bingsheng step into the tent, Liu Min waved his hand at the few people nearby and said, "Return to your camps, prepare yourselves, and we shall set out at noon!" Having said that, he rose and walked to his campaign chair, sitting down to wait for Xin Bingsheng to speak.

Duan Linglin paused, walked to the edge of the Terrace of Looking Homewards, spoke a few words to a ghost official, and then beckoned to Jiang Ming.

"However, in the upcoming third trial, those who fail will lose their lives. Have you considered this?" Li Xiao’s voice echoed once more.

"Hmph!" Su Mo understood that someone important must have passed away nearby. The dead are to be respected; no matter what, one should never act disrespectfully toward the deceased. This was the most basic moral principle for any human being.

"Bullshit! Where am I supposed to find a thousand-year-old ginseng?" Wang Lianhai flew into a rage, stepped forward, and snapped the man’s neck with his own hands.

The next moment, Ouyang Yingqi emerged from the bathroom, grabbed pajamas from the cabinet, glared at Nangong Linyi, and then walked back into the bathroom.

Huo Xiaoying suddenly caught up to the ghost, mounted her, and unleashed a flurry of blows, causing the ghost to shriek in agony.

Although Bao Zhong didn't possess much real talent, he still knew many things. For instance, he had known long ago that the commander of Sishui Pass was Xu Rong, though he couldn't for the life of him figure out why Xu Rong was here.

Su Bai’s fist did not strike; he stopped it two fingers' width from the man’s forehead.

"Who is it? Come out." This mansion had been built under Cao Cao’s orders, and he had been led into it by Pang De himself. Dong Zhuo hadn't considered the possibility of assassins, but this string of unknowns only added to his growing fury. He did not approach but instead walked over to a soft couch and sat down before shouting coldly.

The others in the big tent were stunned, not expecting this turn of events. Hutal sat on the main seat, staring at the kneeling Bai Lang. After a long while, Hutal suddenly laughed three times, walked over to Bai Lang, and gestured for him to rise. Bai Lang stood up.