27. The Primordial Doctor?

"I hear you have no guide?" An Guobang’s voice rang out, thick and resonant, yet devoid of warmth.

Yanying and Adjutant Cao waited for Jin Jinzhi at the military camp. The sky gradually darkened, but there was still no sign of him.

There were times during this journey when I could not go on writing, but it was your companionship that kept me going, and it is for Sister Xing, Brother Hu, and for all of you that I must provide an answer.

While wallowing in self-pity and lost in memories, staring blankly out the window, she heard a soft knock at the door, followed by the opening of the bedchamber door.

By the time everyone had surrounded Yun Zi, Cang Qing, who had failed to push to the front, subconsciously glanced in the direction of Ali.

Just as he reached for the dead branches at his side, Qi snatched them away. Ali watched helplessly as he swiftly bundled the remaining wood together.

Activating the "Gathering of the Three Flowers" technique, the residual true essence in his dantian began to circulate through his meridians, continuously assimilating the remaining internal energy and converting it into true essence.

Although she could not fulfill her promise to hand over all the evil spirits to her as previously discussed, Wang Dangdang’s enthusiasm was so high that Luo Chen certainly would not dampen her spirits.

Several families of disgraced officials received the grace of the Nanyang Emperor, granted release from the celestial prison to work as apprentices and laborers in medical clinics to aid the people.

It must be known that in Haotian City, Sun Wu was infamous for his cold-blooded ruthlessness; he was harsh not only toward demons and dark spirits but also toward humans. Demons in human form had opportunities to enter the city, and the infiltration of demons was even more pervasive in the villages outside the city walls.

If this matter is not resolved, it will no longer be a question of watching the zoo for entertainment, but rather of all the security companies in Blue City watching Blue Armor Company become the laughingstock.

It was a pity that these three tigresses were clearly premium breeds handpicked by major zoos; they were well-fed, naturally gifted, and possessed formidable combat prowess.

"This place is quite interesting. I shall return to take a look later; perhaps I will find something of value," Xing Qiao thought to herself, retracting her immortal energy.

He Jinxuan was the first to keenly detect the disturbance. He immediately knocked on Uncle and Aunt Chen’s door, instructing them to follow him to the master bedroom.

Zhao Jianlan admired Yu Xinyan immensely now. If not for her intervention earlier, the situation would have escalated and likely alerted the school.

The Reform and Opening-up was like the sun; even if he were nothing but an insignificant speck of dust, having received its light, he had to shine with a brilliance of his own.

As the two spoke, they walked out of the shop. At that moment, Li Tu was leading two horses over, implying that Li Guhe had already arranged this, rather than it being an impromptu decision.

"Mistress You, I will make do in the ancestral hall tonight; this place is to be demolished and rebuilt tomorrow," Chi Mingzhou said softly.

He watched as Beiming Yun began to fuse the substances within the balls of flame, two or three at a time. The process was undoubtedly slow and tedious.

Although Bai Xiao did not know exactly what had happened, seeing the other party’s genuine sincerity, he could not help but feel his old face flush with embarrassment.

With that thought, the black cat vanished. On the ground lay only the half-eaten fish, left behind in solitary stillness.

Ye Feng did not intend to draw them one by one, as he was uncertain whether his performance would affect the final outcome. Thus, he preferred to draw slowly, ensuring they were all executed simultaneously.

The flowers and grasses that had not been burned away by the flames on the ground were ignited. Many of the scattered Lizardman warriors and mages realized with terror that they stood no chance of putting up a fight.

However, while physical discomfort could be dispelled, the anguish in his heart grew ever more profound.

"So, a saint from the North has arrived. Invite this Rinpoche to the bedchamber to rest!" Lama Tenzin instructed his subordinates.

In the blink of an eye, a pitch-black figure appeared in the sky. Despite it being daytime, no one could discern his appearance; it was as if he were a mass of ink.

The soul knelt on the ground, looking around in bewilderment at the landscape that had long since changed. When he had departed all those years ago, there had been a river here. In the past, his wife would wash clothes by this riverbank. Back then, the sun was warm, and upon returning from his work, he would always see his wife leaning against the door, smiling and waiting for his return.

"Zijin, where is Zijin? Zijin—" Ruo Li held her head, resisting the wave of dizziness, and shouted into the boundless darkness, but there was nothing but the echo in response.

"Yes, this is the method of the Evil Clan!" Gu Yuanshan looked at the wounded who now went unattended; many among them had been injured by ordinary skeletons.

"If there is no punishment, then the sect laws of my Tianding Sect are nothing more than a facade! Would we not be mocked by the whole world?" Hen Wulu retorted.

Old Master Yao had spent many years painstakingly building his influence in Jiangjie City. While he could not claim to be wealthier than the nation, he had amassed riches that would last for generations.

Meanwhile, the numerous Israeli military police guarding the hotel courtyard and its front and rear gates immediately set up machine guns, readying themselves for battle.

Mindie immediately spotted the Devil Fruit in Wang Kai’s hand. Its appearance was so peculiar that she could not help but ask about it.

"He is already finished. Mo Xiannong, you really are no good," Baobao said, distractedly unwrapping a snow cracker, not forgetting to add a well-intentioned comment.

My train of thought was interrupted by this voice. I turned to look at An Chenxi; he was focused on driving, and I could only see his profile. His facial contours were sculpted perfectly, comparable to those of Leng Mochen. The difference was that one was cold and heartless, while the other was as gentle as jade.

I got out of bed and tidied my clothes. I seemed to feel something in my pocket, and upon taking it out, I saw it was the notebook the sharp-nosed officer had given me. Opening the first page, it was indeed a diary. Below it was a line of text: "Once I fill this diary, I will confess my feelings to Liu Yaoxi."

Xiao Xiwang coordinated from the center, Hu Yihuang managed Anhui, and Lai Hanying commanded both naval and land forces, venturing into Huguang to open up new territories.

After a few more words, once the cameramen from the two live-streaming teams had captured the situation at the entrance of the secret passage, Ye Tian led them into the winding, snake-like tunnel.