30 Seeking Medical Attention

Li Xinran felt a pang of heartache, watching her brothers vanish into streaks of white light one by one; she couldn't help but feel it was all too cruel.

Huoya threw herself into Wang Baoyu's arms, weeping for a full hour before she finally stopped, having soaked a large patch of his shirt.

In short, the lessons missed in a haze back then all had to be made up for now. It was much like Chu He’s previous life, where the classes skipped in university eventually had to be caught up on to some extent after entering the workforce.

More surprisingly, both adult men were armed, each carrying a pistol. Seeing this, many began to wonder: had this plane been hijacked?

As the white mist grew increasingly dense, Wenren Chuchu’s form suddenly vanished into the swirling fog—now visible, now hidden, as if real, as if an illusion—yet she continued her graceful dance.

Teng Jinghe was remarkably punctual, walking into the building at 8:55. Though his steps were heavy and his face wore a look of exhaustion, he was still dressed in a well-tailored suit, his hair combed with meticulous precision.

Of course, she didn't truly believe Chu He possessed much strength; after all, there was plenty of exaggeration in rumors. At the very least, he certainly would be no match for Yin Baiduan.

Upon hearing that Cao Cao was leading his army forward once again, Zhang Lu remained indifferent. He dispatched another vanguard composed of commoners, certain that Cao Cao would never slaughter unarmed civilians.

The technique he was practicing was none other than the "Arrow-Piercing Malice" from the secret arts of the Bow-String Sect. He had truly found an excellent spot; practicing here would neither disturb others nor damage the spiritual veins of the earth. It was merely utilizing the geomantic properties of the mine itself to circulate his consciousness, without harming the surrounding feng shui.

After all, on one hand, monster cubs were rare; on the other, monsters lived much longer than human cultivators and could serve as a strategic asset for the family.

"I just feel dizzy!" Luo Yishuo said honestly, not daring to hide anything from her mommy now.

Ye Yu froze, his expression awkward as he smiled. "Who is Ye Yu? Surely Junior Sister Mu has mistaken me for someone else..." His heart ached, yet he was helpless. Some beautiful things were hidden in the heart, warm as they once were; if they were ever spoken aloud, they might vanish into dust.

However, after reflecting on it, she finally understood one thing: her deliberate attempt to ignore Yue Longtian over the past two days had only ended up hurting herself.

Ye Shuqing followed He Yugui, turning around immediately. Seeing a familiar figure exit the gate, she looked back at He Yugui, her face turning pale.

He did not know that the escape route he had taken—based on the security loopholes of the capital guards and the officers conducting strict searches throughout Yandu—had been intentionally left for him.

"Oh no, the secret is out," Xuan Long muttered, covering his mouth with a paw. His eyes darted around, and upon seeing Mu Yuhua watching him, he felt incredibly awkward. He darted toward Ye Yu and vanished into his arms.

"A Sage! He has actually become a Sage!" Ye Yu’s mouth hung open. He had worried that Dujuan might have reached the Sage level, but he hadn't expected her to radiate the divine light of a Sage so suddenly.

This was also the reason Xiong Batian did not join in the bidding; in his eyes, everything on the periphery of the Motu Mountains belonged to him. Since it was his own property, why bother fighting for it?

He opened his mouth, only to spray a large mouthful of blood. Gritting his teeth, he tried to roll over and climb up, but after a slight movement, he could no longer stir.

"Then let's handle the incident where you were bullied by the White Wolf. Continue." The headache intensified. This Mumu really didn't know how to hide. Had she been spoiled too much by the Deputy Celestial Emperor?

Xuan Jia, as Yan Fei’s top expert at the moment, had one foot already stepped into the early stage of the Martial Emperor realm.

Yang Shiyun finally smiled. She said playfully that only now had the shadow in her heart truly dissipated, and her inner knot had fully unraveled! She had finally found the best closure for herself and for Song Junming.

After a few more cups of wine, Mr. Lin became much more talkative, and Lu Jinkang finally obtained the information he had wanted most.

At this moment, the fury in Ye Mubai’s heart vanished, replaced only by a sharp, needle-like ache.

They had set off early to catch the cool of the morning and did not linger. After only a few brief words, Su Yunduo’s party hurried out the city gates, heading straight for Yangjiaji.

Tang Ji, who had been observing the murals, heard the commotion and quickly came to his side. What he saw was him still standing motionless as if possessed, yet his eyes were filled with fighting spirit.

However, even though he had become the strongest man among the Immortal race, when two Shura with top-tier bloodlines fought in front of him, he had no way to stop them.

Whenever he saw his father only holding his little sister, deep down he also wished his mother would hold him more, feed him, and be closer to him.

At the time, she had a plump figure of 150 pounds and a chubby face. Although her skin was fair, there was indeed a difference compared to her current weight of under 100 pounds.

Early the next morning, Jing Yi woke up. As if nothing had happened, she washed her face, brushed her teeth, ate breakfast, and then dragged her suitcase out the door.

A towel covered her head, blocking her vision. Jing Yi snatched it off—she was being bullied! She glared indignantly, threw the towel onto the bathroom counter, and headed downstairs.

However, as an outer disciple, her status was simply too low. Relying on twelve times the effort in her work, she had perfectly completed the task of refining the Nine-Flavor Great Restoration Pill, only then managing to secure one of the two spots for menial disciples to accompany the group. She was here to watch the First Martial Assembly, but she had absolutely no qualifications to speak directly to the elders.

Bai Gu’ai sensed the terrifying nature of Zhao Renfan’s methods and, without a moment’s hesitation, let out a shout and charged forward.

For they discovered that, at some point, terrifying cracks had appeared in the sky, revealing hideous gashes.

Xue Yihan’s master was so powerful; why would his death have anything to do with Nie Landuo? Could it be that someone had used a similar Seven-Sage Killing Array to drain all of his master’s power?

I found it quite strange; the title really appealed to me, and I also thought "Lucky Baby" sounded lovely. Yet I didn't know why Abbess Lianhua would say that, so naturally, I had to ask to be sure.

Yuan Yuan probably hadn't expected to be forgiven so easily today and was overjoyed, jumping up and throwing herself into my arms to act spoiled.