Chapter 67 Blame Mom for Being Useless

The crowd quickly dispersed. Soon, besides the family of three in the Lin courtyard, only Liu You, Aunt Wu, and Chunya remained.

Aunt Wu helped Lin Xiang support Mrs. Lin into her bedroom and had her lie down on the bed.

Noticing that Lin Xiang still wore a chilly expression, Mrs. Lin could not help saying, "Mother knows you are holding anger inside, and I am angry too. Those sisters-in-law of the Wang family are simply heartless. But the Wang family holds immense power, and even the village chief is reluctant to offend them. If we indulge in a momentary burst of pride today, what comes after?"

Deep within the pitch-black sea of consciousness, a dense golden mist suddenly materialized, quietly enveloping Bai Yuan's soul essence. His somewhat depleted spiritual power was replenished in an instant, surging rapidly until it covered the entire space of the consciousness domain almost immediately.

At that moment, the Confucian scholar in white, wielding a white folding fan, launched a sweeping and formidable attack toward Su Yang. Frail and delicate as the scholar's figure might have appeared, his strikes were remarkably fierce and decisive.

After climbing several flights of stairs, Leanna realized that the physical stamina and constitution she had possessed during the doomsday escapes of her past life had returned to her as well. Could all of this be the miraculous work of that white jade lotus necklace?

Li Ran smiled nonchalantly, pointing a finger toward Uncle Cheng by his side. Over a dozen supervisors quickly rallied and marched aggressively toward the nearby farmland.

Chuyan did not resort to her nascent soul power either; relying solely on her golden core strength, she wielded a mysterious-grade ancient sword and barely managed to hold her own using the sewing-needle sword technique.

However, during his grueling battles with the century-old tree demon, he had inevitably consumed a vast amount of vital essence.

The Suppressing Nether Medal was an honor bestowed by the Nether Suppression Mansion, evaluated once a year, with only a single recipient selected annually.

After hearing this, Jazz asked, "Is it possible to use Yuanye as a bait to break this curse? Can it be done? Is there any chance?"

Walking onto the stage, the Matchmaker waved his hand, and five chairs appeared near the back—two on the left, a table in the center, and three on the right. The five individuals took their respective seats: Xu Jiaorong and Li Gongfu sat on the left two chairs, while Long Pinchuan and his companions took the seats at the table on the right.

After long and meticulous preparation, Li Xian brought up the matter during the morning court session. To play it safe, he even summoned Li Ran into the palace to help verbally crush the opposition.

By this time, the sun was rising above the horizon, casting its rays across the sea, making the surface appear exceptionally serene and beautiful. Both of them were utterly captivated by the breathtaking scenery.

Even more inexplicably, a moment later, a man wearing a chef's hat walked in carrying a rice scoop and a soup bowl.

Following the turbulent and passionate intimacy, Lu Chenyu pulled Shen Lanyi into the crook of his arm, holding her close. Shen Lanyi wrapped her arms around his strong, firm waist, closing her eyes as she quietly listened to the steady beating of his heart.

The three youths hurried along toward the grand assembly hall at the main helm. Shui Jing, unwilling to be left out of the excitement, went along with them as well.

With his current level of cultivation, channeling this vital energy into the patient's body brought about a dramatic improvement in her condition.

Then, as if suddenly remembering something, Lin Xiaoyao hurriedly cast his gaze toward Xiao Ling'er on the opposite side of the pool. He saw her sitting serenely on a boulder by the water, beside which dozens of white jade porcelain bottles filled with Qi-Gathering Pills were neatly arranged.

This was especially apparent in underground cage fighting, where the brutal, life-or-death nature of the sport meant no one would ever hold back for the sake of survival. Consequently, the advantages possessed by foreign fighters were magnified even further.

Bubu the rag doll cared only for princesses and princess castles; everyone and everything else meant no more to her than thin air, completely dispensable.

The comments underneath were numerous, and one particular commentator's perspective and angle left the two junior martial brothers greatly excited.

"Alright, since our thoughts are entirely aligned, let's head back and bring Zizhu over," Ouzhou made the final decision.

After completing the collection, Zhu Yan suddenly remembered that Jiang Shanshan's spatial freezing ability could freeze even the air itself. Without air, the fire would naturally extinguish. Yet Jiang Shanshan had not extinguished it directly, choosing instead to let him make the move—evidently to prevent him from chasing after Wang Yang. But since she herself had not pursued him either, he remained completely baffled.