Chapter 60: Do You Want to Help the Patient Die Faster?

Lin Xiaoxu looked sideways at Fan Tong with a glare.

"Since you said my sister-in-law is suffering from a strange illness caused by excessive yin fire, you can simply use bupleurum, Chinese angelica, white peony root, atratylodes, and ginseng, boil them together in a pot to make a medicinal broth that clears heat, detoxifies, nourishes yin, and lowers fire, and have my sister-in-law drink it. Why on earth did you claim you needed to engage in that man-and-woman business with my sister-in-law to vent the yin fire?"

Fan Tong was taken aback. It turned out that this dead fool Lin Xiaoxu had eavesdropped on the conversation between him and Liu Shulan all along.

He was nothing more than a half-baked quack to begin with; he never liked reading medical books back in school, and after entering the workforce, his only thoughts were about how to make money and get women.

Upon hearing that even an idiot like Lin Xiaoxu could recite traditional Chinese medicine ingredients...

While he was answering, Sophie kept her eyes fixed on his face. When he finished speaking, she nodded happily.

Driven by these people, as the countdown neared its end, more and more prisoners walked toward the exit.

After all, this was only a first-tier transcendent ability. If the requirements were already this strict now, what would happen when the treasure upgraded and could load second-tier transcendent abilities?

Five minutes later, when the last prisoner passed through the corridor and reached the residential area, all the airtight doors connecting to the detention zone were completely locked.

During the four years Jiang Yingning was away, she had enjoyed immense prestige at Jinhuatang. But the thought that Jiang Yingning would target her the moment she returned was simply hateful to the extreme.

"If Second Aunt is willing, having Eldest Sister and Fourth Younger Sister learn some martial arts from me, wouldn't that be even better?" Yan Zhenzhen feigned scratching an itch as she retorted to Li Lunmei.

There was vegetarian food at Huaqing Temple. Uncle Zhou had said that when her grandmother was alive, she loved it very much, and she wanted to eat it one more time to figure out how to replicate two or three dishes to make for the old Grand Preceptor.

"I picked it up and kept it with me when I was cleaning the room after you left in a huff to stay at Weiliang's place. I came back once before and left it under this pillow. I suddenly remembered, so I took it out to return to you." Xie Jinxuan's tone revealed nothing about whether he had read it or not.

Originally, the students of Huangyu were all prepared to watch a good show, while those from Wancheng looked at Yun Chu with faces full of worry.

At the entrance of the hotel, an understated black Bentley drove up. The doorman, security guards, and someone who looked like a lobby manager all swarmed over. It was obvious that a big figure had arrived.

She used to hate physical contact with strangers, which was why she reacted so intensely when Jun Yanchen tore her clothes. But for some reason, holding Ye Junqian's arm like this, Murong Jiuyue didn't feel a trace of aversion in her heart, only a faint warmth.

Jun Yanchen also agreed with Murong Jiuyue's assessment. With so many wild wolves dead here, the smell of blood would attract even more creatures from this dense forest. Although they weren't afraid of these things, they still had to travel tomorrow and needed to conserve some physical strength.

That roar sounded like the fury of a wild beast, and then the withered wood immortal turned into a residual shadow in the air, suddenly launching an even more violent bombardment.

"Yang Lang, stop right there! If you dare to kill Junior Brother Han Feng, after you are expelled from the sect, I guarantee you will die without a whole corpse!" Dongfang Dongdang's expression also changed drastically. Fearing that Yang Lang would act on impulse and actually kill Han Feng, he hurriedly issued a threat.

Suddenly, the entire world darkened, losing the light of the sun and the moon. In the sky, dark clouds gathered from all directions, pressing down and accumulating layer upon layer, emitting a purplish-red hue from within, as if blood was about to drip from it.

These figures were all peerless geniuses of the Mo Sect, possessing great fortune, and every single one of them held absolute confidence in executing Jiang Yi.

The entire night passed unawares amidst the process of refining fourth-grade spirit talismans. Gradually, the sky grew light, and a round morning sun rose into the sky, illuminating every corner of the Dan Sect.

The old man did not speak. Stroking his beard, he looked Huang Fei up and down, and then down and up again, as if he were admiring a piece of merchandise.

Li Shuran was somewhat stunned this time, thinking to herself how Li Shuwen had suddenly changed her personality; she wasn't quite used to it yet. Li Shuci noticed the scene over here, thoughtful expressions lingering in her heart.

"This place is quite nice for chatting—quiet and with good air." Huang Fei nodded. He didn't say he was a person of lofty detachment, nor did he utter self-aggrandizing remarks like "don't get me wrong."

Tracing back in time, within the living room, Xiaoyu, Ye Wu, Chen Ye, and Chen Lin sat on the soft sofa with solemn expressions. For a moment, shock was plastered across all their faces.

To countless boundless giants, the God of War was a deity. A title acknowledged by the God of War Altar would naturally be acknowledged by all the giants as well.

General Zhongli had four sky-walkers under his command—four sky-walkers who took orders solely from General Zhongli. This was sent secretly by Lord Liuhuo to protect Zhongli, and almost no one knew this secret.

Michiko Ojima agreed. Lu Shixiang wrote an IOU, Yu Xinyuan signed his name, and they bade farewell to Michiko Ojima. Michiko Ojima walked all the way with them to the entrance of Building No. 3.

If they wanted to obtain this item, they had to imagine its value and display both their wisdom and courage.

"Meow meow, meow meow." When Qianji saw that sickle, its eyes were shining with golden light. It ran straight over and circled around it.

This was the largest-scale snowstorm in the history of the Central Continent. It began on the day Liuhuo collapsed in the military camp, and the snow grew heavier and spread wider. Within just three days, the entire Chu State from south to north was covered by this blizzard.

As if sharing a telepathic connection, Jing Yunuan's smile gradually faded, but he did not cry; he only let out a few low whimpers, as if saying: take care.

In truth, rather than saying human nature is inherently good, it might be better to change it to human nature being inherently selfish. Struggling for survival to seize more resources would naturally breed greater greed.

Upon receiving Qian Ruoruo's blessing, Liu Mingxiu knew Qian Ruoruo had returned, and she agreed to put down the work at hand and take SuCan to the old mansion at noon to have dinner with her.

This was the Grand Venerable's confidant, promoted by his own hand, who had helped him handle quite a few "troublesome" matters.

What she worried about most was this so-called Holy Lord; that seemed to be an existence beyond her ability to handle.

Yefeng frowned; these words sounded partly true and partly false. Putting aside the background of President Huyun for a moment...

"You're lucky this time." Yefeng's Heavenly Departure Staff suddenly descended, but it was aimed straight at the dantian. With a muffled squish, a mouthful of old blood spewed from the mouth, and then a flying kick sent him hurtling toward the direction of the newcomer.

"Wait a minute." Helena suddenly pressed down on her, shaking her head, not overly surprised by her ability to enter and exit with ease. The courtyard was very quiet, and the ground emitted a faint scent of plant ash, which had been sprinkled by the mercenaries earlier when they cleaned up the bloodstains.

However, although the Xuandu Division was attached to the imperial court, its composition was a mixed bag after all, and even the court could not exercise complete control over it.

Haiyun glanced at him and then drifted away, unsure of what she was truly thinking in her heart.

A day or two might have little effect, but combined with the lecturer's content and the fact that everyone around them firmly believed in this rhetoric, ordinary people who had not undergone this kind of training were easily imperceptibly influenced.