Chapter 51: Never Shun Treatment Out of Fear of Illness

Feng Lingyao recounted in detail everything that had happened in the imperial harem after they left. Originally, Feng Lingyao had enjoyed a harmonious time by the Empress Dowager’s side. Once, Princess Huaining brought her son to the palace to pay New Year respects to the Empress Dowager.

Coincidentally, that day Chunyu had made milk tea for Feng Lingyao. The young prince tasted it and was instantly enchanted, later even crying and insisting that Chunyu accompany him home.

To Princess Huaining and the Empress Dowager, Chunyu was nothing more than a servant, so they paid her no mind.

“Now, if I were to go all out against Ouyang Chen, perhaps I could raise my chances of victory to about forty percent,” Shen Haoxuan murmured. He always felt that Ouyang Chen harbored some unspeakable secret. A man with such depth and strength left Shen Haoxuan uncertain of his own chances.

Her eyes twitched... finally, something different. The gardenia flowers once inside the bottle had been replaced by the seasonally appropriate osmanthus. And he—no longer dressed as a noble youth, but as usual in pristine white robes, while she herself was wrapped in a thick sable coat.

“In the worst case, when it comes time to claim credit, you can take the lion’s share!” Hou Di said casually before casting a glance at Consort Ya, then vanished in an instant.

There were only two cultivators of Earth Immortal realm on the entire floor of the tea house—one was the speaker just now, the other was Du Bai.

Seeing this, Jun Lin sent a grateful look to Lou Jun, then strode past several nurses to the operating table where the male police officer lay.

Liu Ci had already decided to make the unknown fire-spitting chicken their dinner. She wasn’t sure if the meat would taste good, but surely it wouldn’t be poisonous.

When Priest Moses inquired, Priest Vanburen could only express his own opinion. There was no need to recount the acquisition of the Elf’s Feather again. He took it directly from Liu Ci’s hand on the spot. Judging by Liu Ci’s unfamiliarity with it, the origin of the “Elf’s Feather” was verifiable.

After Ji Lingxuan left, Shen Haoxuan reached out, and the floating Wooden Spirit Pearl drifted slowly toward him, quietly resting in his palm.

Thus, the Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King, the Growth Heavenly King, and a host of celestial generals and soldiers, along with the Southern Pole Immortal Elder, the Dragon King with his scattered immortals, and the millennium-old tree demon and Great Bear spirit with their monstrous followers, all dispersed reluctantly in their own directions.

This was the Burmese army’s home turf, where soldiers were well-acquainted with local terrain and climate, moving nimbly through the forests. Previously, Soli’s forces had been dispatched to harass and had achieved significant results. Imitating their tactics later might not yield inferior results in a direct confrontation.

But now, the Qing forces still had the capacity to pit the Mongols against the Chahar Mongols, send reinforcements to the southeastern front, and continue dispatching troops to fill the void left by the Qing army’s earlier withdrawal in the southwest.

A dazzling beam of light seemed to become the only color in this world. Before the sword’s edge arrived, its aura had already cleaved the earth. In that moment, Huo Xinchen felt as if his very soul were being torn apart.

At the same time, Liu Liangzuo was reassigned back to the central command, given a nominal post, such as assisting Lin Yangcheng in managing the disciplinary camp. He was put in charge of the prisoner camp near Jinhua. As the inspector of the prisoner camp, he was responsible for overseeing it.

The once quiet and low-profile world of martial artists gradually began to stir, and many legends about these powerful figures slowly became known.

Amid shock, Xia Caier’s reflective mirror shielded the Cold Moon Precision Wheel before her, while Wang Yue’s pink fist, filled with an unstoppable domineering spirit, struck directly against the wheel.

“This is General Manager Li,” Li Xiaoxiao introduced calmly. After the sudden appearance of Wang Tengyun, her mood had greatly settled. Although she was still excited to see him, she no longer found herself at a loss for words.

Since Lin Weiying was unavailable, only Shangguan Ling’er was suitable. However, this matter was too perilous, and she would need to make the decision herself.