Chapter 29: A Feeling of Total Refreshment

Mo Linghuan’s pupils widened. The words felt so familiar, yet she couldn't quite grasp where she might have heard them before.

Yang Tianqing’s eyes were already glassy with intoxication; he slumped over the table and fell into a deep sleep. Liu Ruyu was equally unconscious, collapsing the moment her head hit the surface.

The Palace of Tai Sui gathered its inner energy, unleashing a malevolent technique. Raising his sword, he forcibly drew upon the resentment and grievances of the ghosts beneath the earth, the wailing and shrieking sounds unending to the ear.

A single finger pressed down, feeling like a dozen silver needles piercing her acupoints simultaneously. Though there was no pain from broken skin or bleeding, the intense stimulation of the points caused a sharp, aching soreness that brought tears to her eyes. She gripped the bedsheets tightly and bit her lip until it bled, but she endured it, refusing to make a sound.

"You say that as if you really know how to fight." Hong Yi had known Ming Yi for many years and was quite close to her; he knew that outside of her work, her life was almost entirely empty.

Mo Li glanced at her and pointed upstairs. "Go call your grandfather down for dinner." It wasn't really an argument; they just hadn't been able to find a common topic of conversation.

"She went looking for me?" In an instant, a joyful smile bloomed across Rong Shaoqing’s face.

Mo Li furrowed her elegant brows. "Let me tell you, Song Yan’s father is very particular. We’re going to the city center tomorrow to buy gifts for them. If he finds out we bought them downstairs, he’ll probably cause another scene with Qianzi." She had seen clearly how things had been lately.

"Ask away." Rong Shaoqing had actually noticed that since his return, the dynamic between him and Zhan Weiqi had changed.

Unfortunately, the Lone Wolf’s cultivation had not yet fully recovered, and with the bizarre poison in his body only recently neutralized, he was physically drained. Facing the relentless torrent of flying blades from Snowfire, he found himself at a disadvantage at every turn.

When Fang Zheng reached this point, he looked at his disciples, who were all lost in earnest contemplation, and felt quite satisfied.

Watching the Taoist group depart, the Golden Hoop Immortal spoke, he and the others like the Qiu Shou Immortal all wearing expressions of shame.

"If I recall correctly, my second sister loves sweets, so this side dish probably won't be needed." Xing Lian touched her chin, thoughtful. Her gaze shifted away from the side dish and fixed intently on the plate of sugar.

Then the doctor took Old Hu to continue the examination. Once it was done, the doctor called over several colleagues to help take a look.

Subsequently, Lu Yu continuously channeled his internal energy from his Dantian through the perineum and into the Changqiang point of the Governor Vessel, while sealing the meridian pathways within the perineum that led to the Conception and Thoroughfare Vessels.

Walking through the courtyard, which was filled with the rich characteristics of the Jiangnan region, Sifeng Beiling took one last look in the direction of the room where Qiao Xinglian lived. In the end, he lowered his eyes, suppressing the intense reluctance within them.

Shangguan Chen’s face turned even more ashen. Le Bing had once been his fiancée, and he felt deeply deceived. Le Bing was clearly not a waste; had the Prime Minister’s mansion, and Le Bing herself, simply let that misconception persist?

Qiao Mutun frowned. Xinglian’s safety was, in his eyes, more important than anything else. But given the current situation, it was clear that this man intended to lure him out of the Saint Stream Academy, and it was not certain that Xinglian was actually at the end of that destination.

After the words were spoken, the palace doors were opened. Then, Lou Qingyin saw Yu Weiyan enter the hall gracefully, with Rong Shou following behind her, his body trembling slightly.

At that moment, the Moon Goddess slowly opened her eyes. The two sisters, who were each other’s mortal enemies, locked eyes for a moment before looking away.

Grandfather Xiao’s health had improved significantly, and the ashes of the Marquis of Xingyun had been successfully interred. Grandfather Xiao intended to go to the capital to recover. Since he was a man of noble character and a respected elder, it was only fitting that Ruyi and Haitang accompany him to the capital.

Seeing that Lu Heng was currently sitting quietly within the formation, motionless, they assumed he had given up and began to shout, pounding against the void light screen.

Once these words were spoken, the surroundings fell into instant silence. Everyone was weighing how much of Handan’s words could be trusted.

Behind him, a bizarre white snake appeared; its scales were actually composed of snake heads, and at the very top was a snake head that had been modified beyond recognition.

The Hu woman had been famous for her foul tongue when she was a girl; how could such a person treat another’s child with kindness? Yet, the Duke of Ding insisted on marrying her.

He rose and waved his hand at the medical staff who had been standing by, signaling them to take the person away.

Seeing this, Han Ni could only heave a long sigh, blaming herself for not being more insistent. With no other way out, she could only knit her brows and slowly move onto Ying Zheng, turning toward him.

After all, she was a novice, and her writing techniques and phrasing were not yet skillful. Often, she felt inadequate in expressing the shifts in the plot or the peculiar phenomena that appeared in the strange dimensions.

Fortunately, he had managed to track them. How could one wait for such matters to come to their door? They should be the ones to seek them out.

For Wu Wudi, this was clearly a golden opportunity, and there was no way he would let it slip by.

She was still a child, and some things were not meant for her to hear on such an occasion. Not only her, but the two boys, Big Dog and Little Dog, were also shooed out. Da Hua certainly wouldn't stay in the room; she was already in the outer room tidying things up, showing not a hint of curiosity.

Looking at the wreckage on the ground, Wang Xu gathered the equipment dropped by the players and returned to the base of Yixiantian.

It was unclear where the news had come from, but during their last two days in the prefecture, there had been a constant stream of teachers and elders visiting their home. Those they had met once or twice, the familiar and the unfamiliar, all came to call.

"It is all because of you, you ant! I hate that I did not strike sooner. Even in death, I will make you suffer!" The Snake-Tailed Black Tiger was in despair. Its tiger eyes suddenly fixed on Tang Ye in the air with boundless hatred. A black tiger phantom roared madly, struggling to escape from between its brows before darting into Tang Ye’s body at high speed.