Chapter 62: Recognition

Finally, Huanxi let out a delicate cough as soft as a mosquito's buzz, her frail, pale cheeks flushing with a faint warmth from the exertion.

At dawn the next day, the Baoan Hall opened its doors wide. With the kind assistance of Jiang He, along with Xu Xuanzan, Bai Maonu, and Qingqing, they seated themselves behind four wooden tables, setting up four separate stations to provide medicine for all the townspeople.

"Tell me what I should do," Ouyang Ying asked sincerely over the phone, feeling that she ought to do something for the two of them. Although she hadn't meant to back then, many things had indeed happened inevitably.

"What's wrong with me? You're the one who told me to make it that big!" Chu Yang put on a wronged expression that clashed terribly with his buzz cut and golden necklace.

Lin Chen and Dugu Chong tracked their way into the martial arena within the Heavenly Sword Hall. In the blink of an eye, more than twenty people had gathered around the arena, all apparently here to watch the excitement.

Yingying pulled away from Chu Yang's embrace, her hands gently caressing his cheeks. She could see and feel the purplish bruises; Chu Yang must have suffered a great deal while he was in there.

"All into the cauldron!" Qingyun shouted in a deep voice. His celestial spiritual power, intertwined with the mysterious energy within his Qi vortex, instantly propelled all the surviving members of the dragon clan into the Nine Dragons Cauldron. Waving his hand to shatter countless beams of light, Qingyun relied on Jin Xueyi's formidable resilience to be the very last to enter the massive Nine Dragons Cauldron.

"Wuwu..." The Blue-Flame Fiendish Wolf trotted up to Nie Chen. Instead of attacking him directly, it sniffed around him with a puzzled expression, letting out a soft whining sound in its throat, and even affectionately licked Nie Chen's face.

"The princess has been found! The princess has been found!" a guard shouted. The guards busy wading through the water hurriedly rushed toward the one who had raised the cry.

Untying the towel from his waist to wipe away his sweat, Zhao Shixiong was just about to sheath his saber and return to the house when the sound of clapping suddenly reached his ears.

"Wishing the Marquis of Jin a triumphant victory from the very start!" Ma Chao stepped forward, cupping his fists in a respectful bow. Proud as Ma Chao was, at this moment he felt nothing but admiration for Lü Bu.

You Le stood well over six feet tall, yet even he could barely reach, having to use his saber to cut down the stalks.

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Therefore, after much consideration, Zhao Shixiong decided to use the booby traps buried down the mountain to set up an ambush against the puppet troops first.

Here, the levees represented the strength of a martial artist's physical body and the resilience of their spirit—both were indispensable. Only by enduring the baptism of the boundless, ocean-like heaven and earth spiritual Qi could one advance to another level of cultivation.

This was the first time Qu Shisi had entered the Prince of Gui's residence since assuming office as the Governor of Guangxi. Devoid of the unbridled extravagance found in other Ming vassal estates, everything here was unpretentious and true to reality, which indeed verified the outside rumors regarding the Prince of Gui.

"I'm sorry, Coach, I never thought everyone would think that way..." He Shang wore a look of shame; this was the first time he had ever entertained crooked thoughts during a match.

With a muffled thud, while the Japanese soldier firmly gripped Zhao Shixiong's blade-wielding arm with his left hand, his right hand instantly whipped out the bayonet at his waist, thrusting it backward toward Zhao Shixiong.

I boiled two pots of water: one for drinking, and in the other, I cut up some wolf meat to stew for dinner.

At that moment, another cavalry detachment of the Zhongzhou army surged out from the flank. This cavalry unit gave off a very different vibe—lacking the strict discipline of the elite cavalry or the ferocious valor of the barbarian iron cavalry, they instead exuded a chilling aura of death.

"Zidu, when you killed the Supreme Emperor, you probably didn't expect things to come to this today," Emperor Yuehuang said coldly as she looked at Zidu, her frigid gaze flashing with murderous intent.

Mula'er was blocked by Huxie. Bai Yan drew his saber and swung himself up onto his horse. "Barbarian, I'm sorry, I can't help you fight anymore. Consider this saber a loan from me; the next time we meet, I will definitely return it to you!" With that, he spurred his horse into the distance and rode away.

While *yu* (driving horses) and *yu* (governing/driving) share the same pronunciation, they possess fundamental differences: *yu* refers to driving carriages and horses, and also implies control—meaning the control exerted while driving; though *yu* can also mean driving carriages and horses, it primarily denotes the governance and rule exercised by a superior over subordinates.

Li Lingzhen opened and closed her tear-filled eyes several times, ultimately unable to utter a single word before rushing into the realm passage. Sensing that she had successfully crossed the passage and safely arrived at the Qionghai Continent, Li Tian finally closed the passage. Closing his eyes slightly, he fell deep into thought.

I stared intently into Mutou's eyes as well, but this time, I seemed to discern a trace of stubbornness deep within them. It appeared as though he had truly resolved not to reveal this secret to us—a stubbornness I had never witnessed in him before.

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The ancestor of the Plain Spear Sect felt a pang of regret in his heart; he shouldn't have chosen to forcibly seize this territory. However, regret was useless at this juncture. He could only grit his teeth and order the Martial King by his side to descend and assist.

Miyako stopped right in front of me. With her head lowered, her dark hair cascading down, and her arms stretched straight, she clamped her five fingers tightly around my throat.

"What is there to fear? We've already broken out of the heavy siege of Sili, let alone a few mere mercenary groups!" Huxie said with disdain.

Sure enough, as Huashengtian continuously carved array patterns onto the bell wall, the divine bell gradually grew calm. Although people could still see the bell wall bulging outward, much of its force was eroded by the flowing power upon the surface, meaning such bombardments would never be able to shatter the divine bell.

"If you don't apologize, I'll kill him." Jinfan drew a sword—an ordinary celestial sword—and held it up just like that.

"Many thanks, Matchmaker Zhang. My spouse and I will first consult our son's wishes before giving you an answer, is that all right?" Mother Su accepted the portrait and then escorted Matchmaker Zhang out the door.

Xia Yuan didn't speak as he drove the car ahead. Xia Ling glanced at Xia Yuan; although anger smoldered in her heart, for some reason, looking at his face made it impossible for her to stay mad.

As for the changes occurring within his Dantian, Ye Yuan's indifferent expression remained completely unchanged, as if he found nothing strange about it at all. He remained utterly absorbed and focused, meticulously refining his true qi step by step.

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