Chapter 33: A Place to Call Home
"If you need a doctor to write a prescription, you should go to an apothecary. My sisters don't know how to do that, so you've come to the wrong place." Chun'an knew to be wary of strangers.
"It was Miss Xiao who diagnosed my master's illness; we have come today to ask her to take another look and write a couple more prescriptions." Uncle Ma thought to himself that although this child was small, she had a sharp mind—a clever one indeed.
"And who is this master of yours?"
"My master's surname is Zhang. You are currently tenant farming on his land."
These two are simply the banes of my existence. If I don't kill them, I won't be able to take a single step forward.
Amidst that dazzling brilliance, the vines of the Ghost Vine shattered inch by inch. Although new ones constantly sprouted, they were ultimately overpowered.
Therefore, throughout their journey, even though the Giant Gang had stirred up chaos and made the roads of the martial arts world a foul, murky mess, for Jiang Lang and the others, there was no longer any hint of danger.
"Why?" He knew better than anyone that Ying Yanlian was protective of her own and cared most about the safety of her family. It was precisely because of this that he had reassigned Cheng Lin and the others to guard them. He hadn't expected them to return after he had been gone for only a day; something must have happened.
Initially, Gao Qian's peerless "Blazing Poison Palm" technique was fierce and extraordinary, firmly holding the upper hand. Hua Lian, watching from the tree, was horrified, seeing the "Five Elements Formation" faltering. Yet, unexpectedly, as they reached the hundredth move, a bizarre turn of events occurred.
For a moment, the Heng brothers, practitioners of the high-level Qi Realm, led the others in a desperate struggle, paying no mind to Beichen Jin hovering in mid-air.
The incident at the General's Mansion that day had become the talk of the entire capital. In particular, the affair where the general’s concubine was stripped bare and tied to the city gate tower to be trampled by beggars became a legendary piece of gossip in the city.
Was this the worst news he could receive? It probably was. Without a suitable heart donor, Xia Jingxuan was on a dead-end road—was that what it meant?
Unconvinced, Nishang glared fiercely at Shen Qingwu before her, her raised voice sounding as if she were declaring territorial rights. Her childish manner made Shen Qingwu want to laugh.
In its memory, it could only have a good meal when Mother was by its side.
I never saw her go to work; I only knew she frequented internet cafes, and I had no idea how she earned her money. My mind was constantly filled with tawdry images.
Su Chen was no longer nervous; he had done his best and had already demonstrated his skills to Dong Wei.
"So this is the supernatural power of a Soul Transformation cultivator, capable of manipulating all the spiritual energy and power in the surrounding area?" Wang Rui was shocked and hurriedly swallowed a Rejuvenation Pill to restore his depleted spiritual power.
"Come here, Nuannuan, let Grandpa Xu hold you." Old Master Xu deliberately held out his arms to see how Lin Nuannuan would react.
Hahaha... Wang Rui burst into laughter, finally defeated by Hana's innocence. He hugged her, patted her shoulder to signal her to put him down, and then agreed to her whimsical request.
After the Monkey asked in detail, Pigsy finally suggested that they have both masters recite the Tight-Fillet Spell; the one who could do it would naturally be the true master, and the one who couldn't would be the fake monk.
The entire Holy Arrival Continent was divided into four nations—Northern Ming, Southern Chen, Western Chu, and Eastern Ling—along with the Central City. The four nations were not worth worrying about; their status was weak, and even their strongest individuals were only at the Spirit King rank. With her strength, she could walk anywhere without challenge.
Beneath the Shadow Monkey's feet lay a skeleton; with a forceful stomp, the bones shattered into dust.
After he had finished tallying his attribute rewards once more, the night felt endless, and he had no desire to sleep.
The Zhang family's wedding truly aimed for grandiosity, utilizing almost every protocol available. Everything was perfectly prepared, except for... the groom.
Just as Chen Xing had guessed, when he struck his second sword blow, threatening the Princess's life, she decided to take his. Another World Master was preparing to act against him.