Chapter 45: Separation of Tasks

After advancing her realm to the Qi Sea stage, Hua Changxi found that her cultivation speed had increased significantly. Absorbing a low-grade Yuan Spirit Pill previously took two hours, but now it only required one.

One hundred low-grade Yuan Spirit pills could be fully absorbed and refined in just over ten days.

Earlier, Yu Hui had mentioned to her that the people escorting the Yuan Spirit Grass to the Medical Office were handymen from the Three-Pronged Medicine Valley.

"The Three-Pronged Medicine Valley..."

Hua Changxi wanted to learn more about the Three-Pronged Medicine Valley. While Yu Hui was selling her—

When Tianchen mentioned that he had been invited by the Phoenix Origin Mountain, Master Yuling nodded, having experienced the same thing; during his strolls, he had received invitations from other sects three times.

To be precise, I only caught that single word. Whatever else he said afterward was completely drowned out by the sound echoing from deep within the corridor.

She had an inexplicable prehension that the youth named Zhou Qing, whom her brother-in-law had mentioned, had arrived here ahead of her.

"Hmph, I originally thought you were quite lucky. Because of the appearance of the Wind-Leaving Beast, that fellow Duan Shishui didn't have the time to deal with you and let you suffer. But now that you so warmly invite me, don't blame me, Zhou, for showing you no courtesy," Zhou Jian said with a proud expression.

This was no longer a question of difficulty, but an absolute impossibility. Slowly tossing away the embroidery needle in his hand, Zhang Yi gave a debonair pat to his palms.

I instantly understood his intention and led everyone to hide inside. After everyone entered, Liu Shang'ang peered out into the street for a moment longer before slipping through the doorway, pressing his ear against the window lattice to continue monitoring the situation outside.

Once his faith barely reached the level of a zealous believer, he even acquired the divine spell of Wooden Spear Technique, making his combat prowess all the more frenzied.

Seeing Wu Ming frown, turn around, and close the door as he returned to the adjacent room, Zhong Caini immediately threw herself onto the bed, sprawling out with limbs spread wide. She giggled at the ceiling for a while, fell into pensive thought for a moment, and then got up to undress and bathe before falling into a sweet, deep sleep.

Zhu Ziyi looked forward to a world for just the two of them with Zhou Qing, but she was also somewhat worried about his parents. Once a man like Third Zhu resorted to desperate and frantic measures, it would pose a grave danger to her parents.

Su Chen was genuinely speechless. There really were so many idiots nowadays; under such circumstances, they still dared to threaten him—truly absolute morons.

For someone to interrupt his spellcasting was to set themselves against him. Chen Feng had never suffered such indignity before.

"I can agree to your request, but you must also agree to one condition of mine," Xue Hongyao said, her eye rims red.

Only after his wild laughter subsided did the guards move step by step toward the two corpses lying lifelessly on the ground.

"Did you... save me?" If it wasn't the person who ambushed her, then it had to be her savior.

As sunlight streamed through the window into the room, Mo Li stopped his cultivation, knowing that this day had ultimately arrived.

Their eyes burned with a sort of obsession—not the dazed look of being bewitched, but rather... the exact gaze his fans from his past life would cast upon their idols.

He couldn't help wondering: the Prince was already keeping a low profile, practically never stepping outside, always traveling by sedan chair, and rarely showing his face. Why were all these princesses and noble young ladies still swarming here, sparing no expense to hire experts to snoop around for news about the Prince?

Before Yan Nanke could finish delivering his grand, rousing speech, the others had already stepped ahead of him into the bloody mist, leaving him alone and bewildered in the haze.

"Oh, what is my dear sister up to?" At that exact moment, Lian Zhi swayed her slender waist as she entered, her voice so coquettishly sweet that it made one's skin crawl.

There were four leather bags inside the chest. Quelsara drew out one of them, unzipped it, and a magnificent, exquisite great axe was revealed before his eyes.

If such a day truly came, she would not entangle herself in endless sorrow. In any case, the children had already grown up and established their own families and careers, so she would no longer need to worry.