Volume 1, Chapter 56: Conning Medicine

Shen Rong finally found herself sitting in A-Jiu's lap, letting out a cunning, silvery giggle.

Nangong Li could not tell from which direction Lingyun's voice was coming; he flailed his arms wildly, acting completely deranged.

"Princess Sivir, shall we discuss whatever is on our mind once we enter the city?" Nasus returned the smile, seeking Sivir's opinion.

Killing a Foundation Establishment cultivator with such utter ease left Mokui, standing outside the city gates, utterly dumbfounded.

This long-overdue kiss stirred emotions so deep within her that she could no longer restrain herself; a single tear of pure joy slipped from her tightly closed eyes.

Xuejian raised her gaze toward the window. Vaguely visible beyond it was the dance of white snow—falling in absolute silence, petals of frost leaving no trace. The scenery outside the door must surely be extraordinarily breathtaking.

Yueyao looked at Xiangwei with disdain. "I am going to practice my calligraphy." She certainly would not mention this matter to Xiangwei; talking too much about it would easily give her away.

Zhang Gui curled his body into a ball, letting the man kick and beat him as he pleased. He seemed completely immune to the pain, his eyes fixed entirely on the steamed bun that had fallen to the ground and was now being carried off by a stray dog.

As the system notification finished detailing the introduction, the scene before Bai Jie shifted into one where the fish-dragon was simultaneously confronting multiple plesiosaurs, while shrill, piercing shrieks echoed in his ears.

Thinking of Second Aunt's tears, Sanlang could not help but ask, "Could it be that the eldest sister-in-law is willing to return?" Ever since Xuejian returned to Anning, the Zhou family knew no more peace. Eldest Brother, Fourth Aunt, and the others never came back again.

"You..." Lian'er was consumed by rage. Why on earth had she pinned her hopes on an itinerant physician sent by the Marquis of Wude? Seeing his arrogant demeanor, she refused to waste any more breath on him, her mind solely occupied with how she would soon go and beg forgiveness from the Duke of Dingguo.

The catalog of these futuristic technological items actually shared a common trait: saving lives, prolonging life, preserving eternal youth, and enhancing physical functions.

The restless heat that had just been suppressed surged up once more, especially upon catching the mature, orchid-like fragrance emanating from Mo Mei, leaving his mind blank.

Stretching lazily, Su Nanqiu twisted his neck, got up, sat by the table, and poured himself a cup of water to drink.

Even a true Third-Grade God would likely suffocate under Gu Yuena's coercion, but for Yaoxhen, these dragon pressures had no effect whatsoever—such is the supremacy of the Ancestral Dragon bloodline.

Hearing Sheng Nuanyang's words, Xu Fengzhen was slightly stunned at first, then smacked her lips and began to ponder, casting a glance around her own room.

Zhang Quanling, the Master of the Tri-Convergence Sect and renowned as the strongest individual in Haohai City, gripped a spirit sword in his hand, his hair ribbon changed from cyan to white.

The only family in the capital capable of helping him secure the succession rights to the Xi Group was the Shi family. He had coveted this lucrative prize for a long time, yet he had not expected Xi Yuyan to beat him to it, which was why he had gone to such great lengths to seduce Shiyi.

"By the way, if someone has already attained the nobility rank of Lord, will this reward be invalidated?" someone asked out of curiosity.

She still harbored some hesitation; after all, live streaming was still an emerging industry, and not everyone could accept it. Some people even believed it was merely another form of high-end socializing.

Sheng Nuanyang helplessly curled her lips. She used to be the darling of the family, yet now they had so many demands. Still, she had no other choice—after all, it was for the sake of the children, and she could not afford to be too self-willed.

This was one of the more affordable options among the status potions Mu Qian had purchased, as players rarely used such concoctions unless they were engaged in desperate, life-or-die player-versus-player combat.

However, absolutely not a single trace of demonic Qi could be allowed to leak out, or all previous efforts would be wasted, and she would be hunted down and executed by the cultivators here.