Chapter 55: Digging for Ginseng

Leaving the ginseng behind was no problem, as it held little value for Yun Shu and the others. Firstly, both Yun Shu and Lin Jingshu possessed secret advantages that allowed them to take good care of themselves, making such an item unnecessary. Secondly, the Fengsheng squad was not far from the county town; for serious illnesses, they could simply ride their bicycles to the hospital without much delay. Most importantly, none of them knew how to handle such a thing, and they certainly would not expose this heavy cudgel to the light.

Chen Feng was like a flea—no shortage of troubles! Although the purpose of the dark energy was unknown, its nature was not difficult to guess. Since they had no intention of letting him go, Chen Feng had no reason to hold back either.

“What! Master! Does this mean you’ve made a discovery? This is the sixth sense! With it, good things are bound to happen! Let’s go see what’s going on now!” the elf Vivi suggested eagerly.

A venomous glare fixed unwaveringly on Ye Xiu. Suddenly, he bit down hard on his own tongue, immediately spewing a fresh mouthful of blood.

Yang Qiong curled his lips, giving no reply. His cultivation at the peak of Qi Refinement was pushed to the extreme, and the Cold Star Sword immediately ceased its movement, shooting out a pure white sword energy toward Zhao Song and the others.

The grandson had been spoiled to the point of recklessness before, but after gaining a lover, he had improved considerably.

Suddenly, the phone rang, causing the half-conscious Li Sicong to twitch his eyelids and open them slightly.

Zhou Lu had no intention of letting him off, only wanting to confirm the other party’s identity. Since Watanabe Shun was in the chairman’s office, he was at least one of the Yamaguchi-gumi leaders.

Ye Xiu was young, but the team members behind him were all A5 or A6 level; she should be able to acquire them.

Why did she imagine there was trust between them, that a few words would be enough to make her abandon her own Yan’er to love her? Ridiculous.

Not only had he gained new insights into sword techniques, unsurprisingly, he now understood sword intent. In other words, as long as he had a sword, he could unleash sword energy imbued with sword intent.

“Let’s go sit over there for a bit. I’ll go get you a bottle of water,” Lian Rong said, helping Ling Baolu to sit down on a nearby wooden bench before heading toward the nearest vending machine.

Afterwards, if the master told Nangong Jinghong that he had no interest in him, wouldn’t that hurt him even more?

Even so, with over ten thousand people, this was nearly half of the Great Luo cultivators outside the Holy Emperor Army. As for the quasi-saints and sub-saints, all had fallen.

“Come in, I have something to tell you,” Nie Ji seemed not to notice her hateful gaze and entered the room, leaving her alone outside.

Many fans who favored Lin Xiao sighed, sympathizing with Gyarados’s misfortune. Some even began to curse Lin Xiao loudly, but these insults were drowned out by other noises, so Lin Xiao did not hear them; otherwise, he would have spat in their faces—did he need their orders in battle?

He only hoped that others from different companies would cooperate well with their own company’s lead actors and not cause trouble.

In the end, the helpless Zi Xia could only treat that time as a chaotic moment in fate, one that even the sages did not perceive.

“An Chengyou! An Chengyou!” The fans below chanted in unison, their fervor seeming to dispel much of the surrounding cold.

“How did it fall into such ruin?” She still couldn’t accept it—what on earth had happened here?

Ling Ruhua raised her hand to resist, but the two men were strong and held her down; she could only sit obediently.

Although the army had decided to ask for an explanation, he did not know how to address Sun Lijuan. He feared that speaking would only invite another scolding from her, so he hesitated for a long time without uttering a single word.

Not wanting to waste time here, he asked gravely and glanced around but saw no sign of Fang Yuan.

Ling Fei gazed at him with a kind of infatuation, momentarily forgetting what she had been thinking or worrying about.