Volume 1, Chapter 54: Is This a Prescription or a Recipe?

Viscous amber-colored liquid seeped from within his body, flowing down continuously and dripping onto the ground. As he walked, his charred clothing and outer layer flayed off from time to time, turning into fine powder that drifted like sand into the surrounding air.

Surprisingly, Chenchen was unusually obedient this time. She took a cup of fruit juice made for her by Li Bai, drank a couple of sips, stepped down from the table, and then went to get her own cartoon towel to wash her face and rinse her mouth.

"Master, what are your orders?" The leader of the group removed his cloak's hood and asked respectfully, half-kneeling on the ground.

Immediately, he raised his head and gazed around for a moment at the four palaces, discovering that the decorations of each palace varied in height.

Unfortunately, the transportation network here had already returned to normal and extended in all directions, making it impossible to determine which way Dabai had gone.

With a deafening roar, Wang Han used his mental scanning to guide a tossed cannonball, which struck with a single hit and blew a fatal, massive hole right into the ground of the American ship just as it was leaving the dock.

Zheng Chong’s unpredictable blade techniques had been witnessed many times by the soldiers of the personal guard, yet none of them had been able to master them. To their surprise, Sun Zepei had actually learned them, though his speed and power were far inferior to Zheng Chong's. Even so, the bizarre close-combat maneuvers of the Eight-Slash Saber technique were still difficult for ordinary people to fend off.

After bidding farewell to Wen Tiren and parting ways with Chen Qixin, Zheng Chong hurried without stopping toward the Quanzhou Guild Hall in the capital.

The next day at dawn, Zheng Chong's naval fleet arrived at Shuozhou, where there was also an inland naval garrison. Upon boarding the garrison, Jin Riguang, the prominent Ming general stationed there, led his officers forward to greet him.

Fortunately, given Du Tie’s steel-like constitution, Hu Yan could not possibly put her full strength into every single one of her numerous strikes, so those wounds on Du Tie merely pierced his skin and flesh at worst.

Everyone was thrilled upon seeing the attributes of the staff because Yueru's level 30 equipment was now complete; once she reached level 25, her strength would increase dramatically.

There is no impenetrable wall in this world; once you attract too much attention, you will draw countless unnecessary troubles.

It was not that the geniuses of the major factions were heartless or lacking in pride, but rather that they had a deeper understanding of the world, grasping the fundamental truth that whoever wields the biggest fist is the boss.

Three thousand years have passed. When did Jinyu experience rebirth? Has she changed compared to before? Does she still remember him?

"Heh, Aunt Lin, I just love how unrestrained and free-spirited Yu'er is. If she were born a man, she would surely be a pillar of the nation!" Nie Qing said with a hint of regret.

The purpose of this pillar project was to ensure that all ordinary people would not be ruthlessly exploited at will by malicious merchants and wealthy households. Combined with the tax caps and household grain reserve guarantees previously decreed by Tianqi, everyone could rest assured that no one would go hungry or cold.

"Young Master need not worry, this residence is entirely managed by me, and as for the Young Master..." Ding Bazi trailed off, stopping mid-sentence.

Afterward, Qian Mo played a second piece, but unfortunately, he failed to finish it, stopping midway due to exhaustion.

He didn't even need to think about it; the Myriad Beast Incense simply did not exist on the Tianyu Star—only major factions on third-tier planets would possess such an item.

Like a white horse passing a crevice, seven days flashed by in an instant. Lu Sanchuan's comprehension of the "Dragon's Chant Saber" mental technique had never advanced a fraction deeper. It was much like being handed a coconut for free; only by piercing the hard shell with a sharp object could one possibly drink the mellow and sweet coconut milk. Otherwise, one could only stare blankly at the round fruit and fret in anxiety.

After a long while, their lips parted, yet Ji Wan maintained that same smiling expression, completely calm and unfazed, as if Wen Yu's actions were entirely within her expectations and failed to startle her at all.

Ye Huian covertly threw a punch toward Si Jingyu's retreating back, turned around, and slammed the door shut with a loud bang, her brilliant, crystal-clear eyes instantly染上 (dyed with) a hint of coldness.

Beside him, Yashe was holding the Mirage Stone, recording in real-time everything happening in the Demon-Slaughtering Square.

This unexpected action by Zhang Xingfa and Sun Damei caused Heizi to spring up from his chair with a start. He then stared straight at his parents for a long time, his face filled with utter disgust.

To the people of the Cultivation Continent, the Heavenly Light Market had long since integrated into their lives, becoming utterly indispensable.

Old Mike finally understood why this person had come, while inwardly cursing those individuals. They had promised the child was an orphan, yet never expected such a formidable figure to be backing him up.

Cliffs flanked both sides of the mountain path. At that moment, Yashuang, Yashe, Yafeng, and Yamue lightly touched the cliff walls with the tips of one foot, leaning their bodies forward as the musical instruments in their hands suddenly began to play.

At this point, he turned his head to glance at Sun Xia and Lu Ting, who were groaning and struggling on the ground, and finally decided to leave Jiangzhou and go to Wuchang to find Yuan Qiming. Before leaving, he wanted to return to the vicinity of the Lu residence to take one last distant look and fulfill his wish.

Not a single light was on in the side building; it was pitch-black and chillingly terrifying. Mo Nanchen cocked his gun and held it up near the side of his face, narrowing his eyes as he waited several seconds between every single step he took.

With a yelp, the popsicle she had managed to steal fell to the ground. Nannan opened her eyes wide in shock, abruptly lifting her head, and shot a glare filled with both grievance and a desire for revenge straight toward the bathroom.

"What? Does one need to have a specific reason just to visit the company and take a look around?" Liu Xiaoxing asked with a smile, turning the question back on her.

She truly was a bane. Fortunately, only she could see him like this, otherwise the gates of Qingchen Palace might not have survived.

The Solitary Sword Saint was the most terrifying of all, pushing his speed to the absolute limit. Combined with the divine sword in his hand, those raindrops were batted away by his blade even before they could strike his body.

The Despair River was not truly boundless; rather, it was located at the edge of the Nine Heavens, giving off a strong sense of being completely isolated from the outside world and forever out of reach.

Chi Zuimo instantly felt deeply humiliated and grew furious on the spot. He forcefully shook off the restraint, yet Shu Qing, goodness knows where she found the courage, actually grabbed his sleeve.

Hearing this, Chen Cheng secretly let out a sigh of relief. If it merely meant rendering those fellows incapacitated, it would still be enough to offset this blunder and prevent him from suffering an overly severe punishment. However, his main concern right now was not this matter, but whether he should report Liu Xiaoxing's true strength to the organization.

Accompanied by a deep voice, Beitang Yaohua stepped into the main hall, taking just a few strides before landing on the head of the family's throne. The previously bustling hall instantly quieted down, and the various elders returned to their respective seats.