Chapter 58

Around dinnertime, magnificent afterglow spread across the sky, stretching from horizon to horizon. Red and vibrant like roaring fire, streaks and bands of it were wantonly painted across the entire firmament.

The golden-red pupils seemed to burn with flames, carrying a mysterious and incredible enchantment, as if attempting to draw any entity that dared to meet its gaze directly into their depths.

With a deafening crash, the massive building in the direction the man in black was gazing at suddenly exploded, and the world teleportation array within it was destroyed along with it.

He landed on his feet and stumbled back several steps before finally regaining his balance. The hands wielding the greatsword trembled slightly, and his dark yellow pupils were filled with solemnity.

In truth, no disciplined doctor would ever exhaust themselves to the point of utter fatigue during their off-duty rotation, and Xie Baoshu was no exception.

No one noticed a servant whose eyes flashed with a cunning look. Seizing the moment when everyone was distracted, the servant hurried off to the garden to make a phone call.

On the day of Zhao Xun's funeral, he actually sent a wreath. The craftsmanship of this wreath was exquisite, and it was said to have cost ten taels of silver.

However, together with the Blood Rune Sect, it was classified by the Great Qin Immortal Dynasty as a heterodox path, and a deeply unpopular one at that.

Nan Qibao lacked the heart to wake her up, so she simply left her lying on the bed, turned to the bathroom to wet a towel, and planned to give her a simple wipe down before bedtime.

"Alright! Then see you in Western Province!" Yan Jiuding did not decline, accepted it, and embarked on his journey westward.

As for Xu Huaiyuan? He had just followed a whim and gone out to play on his own. Wasn't this clearly showing that he hadn't taken his words to heart at all?

If the master were to find out about this, he would inevitably face a fierce reprimand, and perhaps even a beating with wooden staves. Would his fragile bones even survive a beating with staves?

As for the bailiffs inside the county yamen, they were bound to be dismissed anyway, and this would be even easier. Li Rizhi wouldn't even need to lift a finger; those wealthy local gentry would solve the problem for him, ensuring not a single hitch would occur.

He was somewhat dazed. If these people were after money, shouldn't they have bound him tightly to prevent him from escaping?

In the dead of night, while Zhu Sha was lost in thought, he suddenly heard a sound behind him. Turning his head, he saw Zhu Tianshou draped in an outer robe, pacing toward him.

After Connie went inside, Jia Zhengjin stood in the biting wind at the entrance for a long time. The place where this dragon nest was built must have been at a rather high altitude; the wind was piercingly cold.

The flying shuttle darted rapidly toward the direction of the Great Chaos. Amidst the murky chaos, even the chaotic purple lightning failed to strike the shuttle before it vanished completely.

Zheng Xichen bid farewell to the auntie and walked aimlessly, consumed by worry. When he abruptly came to a halt, what met his eyes was Zheng Chenheng driving his beloved car past the roadside.

Elder Feng Shi followed Ge Ying into the office, and Ge Ying signaled him to answer the communicator on the desk.

At the center of the chair, extremely faint carvings seemed to be etched into the surface. The pattern traced the shape of a crab-like monster with multiple outstretched arms. Due to the passage of time, the stone surface was riddled with numerous dense wind-eroded holes, making it appear severely weathered.

Unable to cure Bai Sheng and finding it awkward to inform Bai Chengleng, Doctor Zhou felt a heavy heart as he carried his medicine box and walked haltingly out of the porridge kitchen.

18. Fan Zhao returns to Jiangyin, cures Qian Shiejie of his mental deficiency, and marries Zhang Chaoyi by his father's orders. On the road, he encounters Mr. Bai, who allows Fan Zhao to experience in a dream his predestined marriage vow made five thousand years ago during the Great Yu's flood control.

Among everyone present, although Ran Zhu's status and position had risen significantly, she also had her own troubles, facing pressures and competition incomparable to the past.

Boyu was completely shut down by Mo Li's words. He understood what Boyu meant, but this time, he had no intention of simply obeying Boyu's instructions.

The strength displayed by Xue Yanhai astounded all the martial artists, primarily because the Yan Yeqing he was disguised as had not previously possessed such shocking cultivation.

Under normal circumstances, this would have been a fine opportunity to rest, but the Old Nine's snoring sounded like thunder. Coupled with the fact that Linran was truly unfamiliar with this place, seeing the car driving along such extremely hazardous mountain roads—where a single mistake seemed enough to send it plunging down to be smashed to smithy-pieces—all his drowsiness vanished instantly.

"What if~ Your Majesty Wuboerhan catches wind of this? Will he make a move against the Dharma-Cultivating Prince in advance?" Tantai Mingyue asked.

In the end, it was a Japanese person named Otesu—who had not participated in the offensive and was only responsible for providing the two with mobility on the water surface—that noticed something was amiss.

Because this was a forbidden zone—a sanctuary forbidden to living mortals—anyone who dared to trespass without belonging to the zone was destined to die. It was precisely for this reason that every forbidden zone was shrouded in countless layers of mystery.

A high-stakes gamble meant either a crushing defeat or a massive victory. Furthermore, a gamble earned the label of "high-stakes" not only because of its extreme payoffs, but also because the participants did not face fifty-fifty odds, but rather a narrow escape through nine deaths, with only a solitary chance of survival. Only when that single chance of survival was seized would the game become a classic, endlessly recounted by people.

"You..." The man was left completely speechless. Sikong Qian admitted she had tampered with things, but could anyone actually catch her in the act? Cheating didn't count as cheating if you weren't caught.

After leaving Muliian's home, Tang Shuai broke into a sprint all the way, a joyful expression on his face. He could feel it—he could sense her aura. And she, too, could sense Tang Shuai's aura, and was moving toward his location.

Princess Tianshou Dilibu had fled to the point of numbness. Seeing a dense mass of troops ahead, she whipped her horse and surged forward, secretly thinking that with so many people and horses, even if they only obstructed Tuyunu's path for a moment, it would buy her some breathing room.

"Oh..." When everyone saw that the card Lei Ren finally flipped over was not the Two of Hearts, but an Eight of Clubs, an immediate wave of regretful sighs erupted from the onlookers.

How many flower-planters are there in this world, who in the end turn out to be willow-planters? If you wish to know what happens next, listen to the decomposition in the next chapter.

Tang Jin held her tightly, and Leng You's heart felt as though it were being slashed apart by countless blades, slowly dripping blood.

"What other way is there to see it? That demonic cat fellow is definitely bragging and deceiving us. Hmph, cultivators wanting to attack our heartland? Do you think those old fogeys in West City don't know our strength? Our strength is not a bit inferior to those old fogeys," said one of the elders.

Of course, Ye Tian was not entirely without danger. During this period, he was successively ambushed twice by desolate beast overlords, though he managed to escape in the end.