Chapter 37: Treatment

Song Yaofeng had no choice but to bite the bullet and say, "As long as you can cure my father, I will naturally apologize to you and provide a generous reward."

The rest of the Song family members remained silent, collectively tacitly agreeing with Song Yaofeng’s words. Given the current situation, Han Yang already knew the cause of the old man’s illness, so it was likely treatable.

"Fine, then I will give you a chance..."

Lei Jun naturally said it was nothing, and indeed it was; such good fortune was something any man would be grateful for, so why would he be angry?

Having mastered the Imperial Peerless Fist, Li Qing no longer needed to remain in Jizhou City. When he found a free moment, Li Qing took his leave of the Marquis of the Golden Lion.

Phalanges! Lu Fan splayed his five fingers and raised his shoulder, ripping his hand through the gap between the beast’s claws. He braced himself against the force of the creature's pounce, dragging his fingers across its face. Suddenly feeling something warm spill over his fingertips, Lu Fan ignored everything else and turned to reach for the sparks.

"Very well, I will see to it shortly." After chatting with Elder Luo for a while longer, Lin Feng arranged for him to enter the underground palace forged from God-Severing Stone before setting off to examine the Soul Stones.

Driven by curiosity, I swung the Soul-Devouring Sword and struck. With a loud clang and a shower of sparks, I only managed to leave a white mark on the surface. This only deepened my curiosity.

"It is time to attempt crossing the Sea of Lightning," Jiang Yu whispered to himself. A few days ago, he had returned along his original path under the cover of night and discovered that the elder from the Su Clan was still lurking around the lightning domain. Although he was well-hidden, Jiang Yu’s "Su Eye" was no longer what it once was, and he spotted him in an instant.

Zhao Kuangyin first seized Huyan Zan’s left hand, and before anyone knew it, the white wax-wood staff from Huyan Zan’s grip was in Zhao Kuangyin’s own hand. At the same time, he sidestepped, narrowly evading Huyan Zan’s thrust, and pressed inward, sticking close to the staff as his right hand shot out like lightning.

Time flew like an arrow, and in the blink of an eye, eight months had passed. During these eight months, Medusa had remained by my side. Watching her belly gradually swell, my heart began to change as well.

"Third brother! Tell me the truth—is this the kind of food you usually eat? I barely see a grain of rice, and the broth is so thin you can see your own reflection in it!" Zhao Kuangyin said, his annoyance masking a deeper frustration. This was especially true as he watched Wang Hong slurping the porridge with such relish, as if it were a supreme delicacy.

Do not let the Liao soldiers' clumsy initial siege tactics fool you. No one is born knowing how to do everything; experience is accumulated bit by bit in daily life. Yelu Wansi filling in the moat was a prime example. Seeing the moat finally leveled, Yelu Wansi let out a long sigh of relief.

Looking at Shi Lang, who was shielding her, Qingzi felt a deep sense of gratitude. However, she could not escape this matter, and she could not drag him into it any further.

At this moment, she had no time for thanks. She needed to return to their previous apartment. As for the safety of the Red Dust Valkyrie and Favis, she could only choose to trust in the Valkyrie’s abilities, for she herself was now too exhausted to fight. Her concern remained with Bill and Nick.

Li Bujie glanced at the masked man twice, sighed, and stopped asking questions. The others turned their gaze back to the crystal mirror.

"Impossible! Impossible! Could it be that there is no true right or wrong?" Qian Renxue asked, unwilling to accept the answer.

At this moment, the 120,000 infantry began their mass charge. The entire army surged forward; success or failure rested on this single stroke.

Consort Qingzhao’s father’s garrison was not far from the imperial palace. When the time came to pay respects to the Emperor, that would be the perfect moment to bring it up.

For the future development of his naval forces, Wang Dong built two ports along the Jialing and Min rivers in Shu.