Chapter 43: Atavism

Hua Changxi possessed a considerable number of medicinal pills. Selling them to a pharmacy would not only easily result in price-gouging but might also attract unwanted attention, yet she did not know any intermediaries. After much hesitation, she decided to seek out Apothecary Xu.

Apothecary Xu also ran a pharmacy. To be precise, most of the apothecaries and physicians under the Bureau of Medicine operated pharmacies outside.

Usually, these apothecaries and physicians served in the Bureau of Medicine, while their pharmacies were either managed by their family members or entrusted to shop assistants.

An Jinjin turned off the television just as her phone began to ring. Seeing the familiar number on the screen, she was momentarily uncertain whether she should answer.

They were still holding a set of keys along with various personal belongings, which made it immediately obvious that they were distributing daily necessities to the newly accepted doctors.

Hearing Yuan Yu's words, Yuan Hong frowned slightly. Even if he believed that what Yuan Yu said was the truth, He was the person held dearest in his heart, and she had just lost their very own flesh and blood. For Yuan Yu to bring this up again at such a moment was equivalent to rubbing salt into an open wound; how could Yuan Hong's heart not ache?

Niu Mang had originally expected that upon finishing those words, Qin Feng would immediately fall to his knees in terror and beg for mercy.

Upon returning to Tianyin Temple, Zhang Liang first went to see Puhong. After informing him about the matters concerning the Blazing Valley and Qili Cave, he immediately entered secluded cultivation to practice.

Dong Ru was utterly stunned, followed instantly by a sudden blush. The unexpected kiss left her completely flustered, and she could only stare at him wide-eyed, passively accepting the gesture.

Hearing that the Emperor had arrived in person, Empress Feng hurriedly came out to greet him. After the formalities were complete, seeing the look of displeasure on Yuan Hong's face and noting that he did not extend a hand to support her as he usually did, but instead walked straight inside, Empress Feng surmised that the Emperor must have already learned of the incident by Lake Yunlan earlier.

Jiang Zhongqi's grandfather, Jiang Xiaoting, had been promoted by the late Dowager Empress to head the Imperial Medical Service back then, and later, thanks to the late Dowager Empress's grace, Jiang Zhongqi also entered the Imperial Medical Service. Over the years, because he served closely by the Empress's side, he was recommended by Grand Tutor Feng Xi to the rank of Vice Director. Because of this, Jiang Zhongqi was naturally deeply grateful to the Feng family and remained utterly loyal to them.

"Congratulations, brother. Let me propose a toast to you," Qin Feng said, raising the cup in his hand.

It was just as well; she had misunderstood him earlier, and with him gone, it saved her from the awkwardness of a face-to-face meeting.

"Rest assured, once the officials fail to show up in a couple of days, everything will be fine. There's no need for you to worry so much. With so many people on the street, who walks without occasionally bumping into someone?" Seeing Zigua's hesitant movements, the shopkeeper's wife assumed he was frightened.

It was precisely these words that caused Yao Tong's delicate body to tremble slightly. Yet, a look of hesitation surfaced on her face, and saying nothing, she still struggled as if intending to leave.

Xiao Feng, fleeing frantically ahead, was dumbfounded when he suddenly caught sight of two rocket-propelled grenades hurtling toward him from the front left.

Gently stroking Yaochi's silky hair and breathing in the faint, lingering fragrance emanating from her, Ye Chen's gaze was filled with unwavering determination. Yimeng had gone off to test the Primordial Saint Weapon she had just acquired, leaving Ye Chen aside; feeling idle, he decided to come and see how Yaochi—with whom he shared such intimate relations—was doing.

As for Nangong Qingcheng coming to find Ye Chen, it was not for any other reason than to question him about why he refused to marry her. Thirteen years of being inseparable had elevated their bond beyond the simplicity of ordinary friendship. As the saying goes, affection grows with time—especially over the span of thirteen years.

Originally, the four teams from the Southern Territory did not boast large numbers at the beginning; it was only later that they grew and flourished to such a degree, rivaling the descendants of the top-tier families from the Central Domain.

If that senior predecessor was unwilling to join the Imperial Heaven, what could they possibly use to resist the God Monarch of the Peerless Auction House?

The next moment, one of the Heavenly Realm experts who was retreating with his disciples, along with those arrogant geniuses who believed they had successfully escaped, were instantly reduced to ashes without leaving behind a single speck of blood.

Upon hearing this, Yumai Fukuda stared at Xiao Feng, her beautiful eyes filled with an indescribable look of astonishment.

Old Zhu was overjoyed. He hurriedly retreated from the celestial palace, drew a crescent battle-axe from the Taiwei Grotto-heaven, enlarged it to a colossal size, channeled his primordial Six Harmonies spiritual energy to the utmost, and brought the axe crashing down upon the foundations of the celestial palace.