Chapter 17: He Qiming Returns

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Huang Qing only glanced briefly before turning away; he would have no dealings with these people—they could only be his prey, his enemies. The Yue family was indeed powerful and wealthy, but whether they lacked money, he did not know. What he was certain of was that they did not lack lives to sacrifice. In these times, which family did not have some underworld backing? Which clan could claim to be completely clean, with hands untainted by blood?

As he reached the entrance, the receptionist, who had seen him countless times yet still did not understand his relationship with Yue Heng, blocked his way with a hostile expression when she saw him carrying something. She seemed to scold him, as if he had mistaken this place for somewhere he could come and go at will.

Thinking of this, he resolved firmly to help Old Hu eliminate the fox spirit disguised as a bayberry.

At this moment, Ximen Jing’s three barriers were yet to be opened, and he could not employ spiritual techniques offensively. With these new insights, it was entirely possible to attempt to channel spiritual power into martial arts moves; by the same token, Daoist true qi could also be experimented with.

Yet, after some consideration, he abandoned the idea. Liu Chengqiang’s strength was inferior to his own, making accidents likely. It was better to wait.

However, just a trace of immortal power was far from enough to protect Lu Yiping’s internal organs, so he still could not complete the self-generation of immortal power. Yet this gave the long-bewildered Lu Yiping hope, as he finally discovered a feasible method to acquire immortal power.

Knights of the second realm were collectively known as Grand Knights; those with strength in the first three tiers were called Low-Rank Grand Knights, mid-tier strength knights were Middle-Rank Grand Knights, and the final three tiers of transcendent strength knights were High-Rank Knights. Grand Knights formed an important part of the military cavalry, serving as junior and intermediate commanders of various units.

Kui Niuzi’s expression turned serious as he re-examined Su Qiong. Was this fellow really that terrifying?

Under the vast starry sky, spirits ravaged the earth, and stone men ran wildly through the wilderness. Upon entering the Xibo territory, they encountered several waves of spirits along the way, all of which were dispersed by Shizhongzi’s overwhelming charge. After an entire afternoon and night, they returned outside the Xibo ruins, where Chen Dugu and Zhao Qiming awaited at the agreed location.

“Fine, it doesn’t matter who we work for, we all do this just to earn a living. As long as Boss Zhang can make sure the brothers get paid, I have no reason to refuse. I’m willing,” Old Chen agreed after a moment’s thought.

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Walking through the Death Swamp, Wang Yitian and his three companions slowly advanced forward. Knowing that Wang Yitian intended to ambush the Grim Reaper, Hua Shao persistently begged to join, and Wang Yitian reluctantly consented.

Lu Shengyu turned his horse around, cracked his whip, and the horse shot forward like an arrow, leaving only the fluttering silhouette of his robes in the biting wind. Lu Ziqin also turned his horse but did not gallop wildly, instead riding at a steady pace, unable to resist glancing back at the struggling figure crawling through the cold wind.

“An aphrodisiac? What a joke. I’m a respectable man; I wouldn’t do anything like that,” Zhang Chong quickly distanced himself from the matter.

She and Chu Yang certainly had no private relationship, so she felt no need to silently endure or listen to Lu Huifu’s veiled accusations.

Over ten years, Tang You’er had shadowed Qiao Yunchen like a persistent fly—no matter how one tried to shoo her away, she remained ever-present. As she grew older, the troubles and confusion Tang You’er brought to Qiao Yunchen only increased.

Could it be that someone from the Nalan family had scouted the bungee jumping site, speculated that the two had fallen into the sea, and therefore sent a boat?

She did not see any sedan chair, only a wooden plank and two wheels—a so-called ox-drawn cart, but not even a single ox was in sight.

She believed she had no prior conflict with these people; their sudden approach must be orchestrated by an unseen hand.

These were fragmented glimpses—scenes she appeared in for no apparent reason. She believed these must be experiences of her soul; this was the only rational explanation.

Ahead stood a tree; to its left was a stone house surrounded by blooming flowers. Above the doorway hung a plaque inscribed with the words “Ignorance,” and a stone tablet nearby bore a poem.

Hearing this, the aged and savvy Su Zhenguo immediately widened his eyes in shock, staring at Chen Feng.

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She smoothed her skirt, pressed it between her legs, then sat down beside Xu Sinian.

As the Black Heart List became widely known, the townsfolk’s favorite topic was who would rank in the top three.

“You demons thrive on wicked thoughts. Though powerful, you are not worth a single heavy blow. When the hidden conscience in people suddenly erupts, that will be the end of your demon clan,” Tang Yunfeng spoke with much calm.

Since then, Jiang Yingliu had struggled in the Ministry of Revenue, suppressed from all sides, and ultimately resigned in frustration.

At that time, the late Western Imperial Emperor’s greatest affection was not for the Empress or the Noble Consort, but for the famed beauty, the Fragrant Concubine.

In the end, it was Qian Dele who, wielding the Qian family banner, threw out the words: “If you believe, continue to plan big things; if not, get lost and accept your fate.” Only then was the controversy temporarily set aside.

However, since graduating from school, she had hardly engaged in clinical Chinese medicine practice. To fully grasp so much within a short time was simply unrealistic.