Volume One, Chapter 36: It Seems to Be a Sign of a Short Life

After Futaba was taken away, Madam Xie glanced at the bruises on Xie Jiaoyue’s arm and felt a sharp sting in her heart, a suffocating heaviness pressing down on her.

Although I had already suspected that the other party was unlikely to reveal any personal information, I still needed to confirm it.

Returning home, Wen Shang pushed open the door to the room and hung his coat on the rack in the outer chamber, careful not to bring the cold into the inner room to avoid letting Yue Chu catch a chill.

“If you don’t go to the hospital, you might not even be able to walk tomorrow,” Wang Xudong insisted firmly.

At first, Yue Chu thought seeking out Yin Xiaoxue was courting trouble, but now she felt she had made the right choice. People really need to make comparisons; in truth, what she had now was more than many could ever hope for.

As soon as Li Yalin mentioned an internal factor, Jiraiya was stunned in place, as if struck by lightning.

But after nearly a year of interacting, she knew that Qian Xi was someone who appeared cold on the outside but warm at heart, always doing her utmost to protect herself. And before she realized it, she had already come to regard Qian Xi as a friend.

In the inner chamber filled with the bitter scent of traditional medicine, all the family and servants had been sent away by the old patriarch. Only Rong Tang, the crown prince, sat solemnly by the bedside, the room heavy with desolation.

Although the consciousness of the S-level evolved spiritual power still resided within the blade of the King Yue sword, it had grown so weakened that it no longer posed any threat to the sword.

Shen Xin pointed to her dark circles under her eyes, feeling for the first time just how great and difficult it was to be a mother. She had never thought that a child was quieter in the womb. After birth, the child’s endless fussing made her long to tuck it back inside, where at least she could sleep peacefully whenever she wished.

The crown prince’s face was calm and composed, while Miss Mo appeared utterly indifferent. Was this truly just the old man’s needless worry?

Sure enough, when Lan Youruo took the initiative, Helian Nuo immediately wilted somewhat, wrapping his arms around her and even pulling his legs back.

In truth, Lu Qingyu’s surprise attack could have easily killed Xu Gongzi, but to restrain Mu Yun, he deliberately diverted the sword’s trajectory slightly to continue the ruse of striking east while attacking west.

But a month later, they no longer felt jealousy toward those people, only deep sympathy.

With that, the challenge phase came to an end. Liu Xun announced that after a day’s rest, the second stage of the selection competition—the team matches—would commence. Only the top ten from the challenge phase would advance, each selecting a secondary-level expert, making twenty participants in total entering the second stage.

Helian Nuo wasted no words. He nodded to the elegantly dressed elder, then leapt into the arena. Facing Zhao Deng, whose face was flushed red, he bowed from six or seven meters away, his expression neither pleased nor displeased, calm and composed.

Since the senior sister said so, Xia Tian did nothing unnecessary, merely embedding a mid-grade jade stone to elevate its rank to fifth grade. Among them was a seven-colored agate bracelet that shimmered with fiery light, much beloved by Gu Xixi, who always wore it on her wrist.

Though inwardly resentful of the emperor of Yuefeng Kingdom, it did not stop Di Baobao from admiring the beauty of Taixi Mountain and wandering about.

In alchemy and artifact forging, the greatest challenge lies in mastering the right timing and temperature. When controlled well, the success rate increases. Even if one’s understanding of formations is lacking, the resulting pills or artifacts might be of lesser quality but would still succeed.

As a cultivator, the higher one’s realm, the stronger one’s perception, allowing them to sense certain things intuitively.