Chapter 42: Serving as a Human Punching Bag

Qiao Yufen fell asleep after finishing a bowl of porridge. Shen Qingyao and Shen Qingye remained in the hospital room, both weighed down by anxiety over the medical expenses. Suddenly, Shen Qingye stood up and walked out of the room. Confused, Shen Qingyao hurried to follow him. However, Shen Qingye moved too quickly, and the hospital was crowded with narrow corridors; before she could even catch a glimpse of him, he had vanished. Fearing for Qiao Yu—

He had no idea what Karin was thinking; after all, he lacked the ability to read minds and could not decipher her intentions based solely on her gestures and expressions.

Pu Kui’s eyes lit up slightly. Come to think of it, if Tong Jin hadn’t reminded him, he would have forgotten that he was, at the very least, a master cultivator at the pinnacle of his cultivation.

Jiang Bai’s words caught in his throat as he stared blankly at the bottle of medicine and the bag of cotton swabs in the other person’s hand.

In truth, if the Profound Demon Sect had not known about the Ice Seed and possessed the legacy of a God of Alchemy, combined with the fact that Ye Zishan held the Pure Yang treasure known as the Immortal Wandering Cauldron, the sect would never have attached such importance to the matter. They certainly wouldn't have dispatched an elder of the Fox Demon level to personally station themselves in New Kyoto, waiting like a hunter for prey to ensnare Ye Zishan.

Sikong Nian’s capacity for comprehension was indeed quite remarkable. At the very least, after Ye Zishan meticulously explained the six realms across the two stages of Profound Mastery and Pseudo-Divinity with clear examples, Sikong Nian demonstrated a powerful ability to absorb the knowledge.

Hua Yueling muttered to himself with a headache, though no one could answer his questions—not even he himself.

"Drink some herbal tea to quench your thirst and cool off. Keep the change for now; I didn't bring my wallet." Luo Heng unscrewed the cap and took a drink.

Indeed, Yang Ningzhu had caused this consequence, but in her estimation, the likelihood of such a situation occurring was less than ten percent.

The golden divine light gradually dimmed, and the vermilion bird spear that had condensed in the air dissipated. Her face deathly pale, she plummeted, her control over the Dragon-Trapping Absolute Kill Formation wavering.

This delighted the Ghost-Gulping Beast. In its mind, Qin Ding was the most loyal of followers.

"Heh, that Madame Sun thought she was so clever, never imagining that our boss intentionally set a trap for her." The Old Drunkard looked at Yao Tiantian’s familiar smile, reverted to his true form, and chuckled.

"What is your take on this joyous occasion, brother?" Emperor Lei spoke calmly, his tone devoid of joy or anger, yet it carried an invisible aura that disregarded the gazes of others.

"Just you wait! I will repay this humiliation a hundredfold one day." Mu Wutian felt as though he had been cursed by fate. Ling Yun bullied him, his lackeys bullied him, and soon enough, any stray dog would dare to ride on his shoulders and defecate.

A crisp sound echoed as two zombies with tilted heads emerged from behind Bai Jie and Xiong Ying. Before Xiong Ying could react, the ever-changing golden cudgel in Bai Jie’s hand had already smashed their skulls to pieces.

As Xuanxuan turned her head, a heavy wave of snow came crashing down. The two five-colored deer were suddenly shoved aside, and as they shrieked and were tossed high into the air, they were swallowed by several towering pillars of fire before even hitting the abyss. Drenched in cold sweat, her dantian spinning violently, she didn't even have time to pull her hand from Fang Xun’s grip before fleeing for her life.

To compress it, keep it controlled, wind it around a hidden weapon, and then, after throwing it, maintain control to change the weapon’s trajectory—none of these were things that could be accomplished in a short time.

"I’m fine," Ye Kang said with great difficulty. At the critical moment, he had used his wood-elemental ability to preserve his life. To have survived such a powerful explosion at such close range was, by all accounts, a stroke of immense luck.

Lin Xiu’s figure, tiny as an ant, faced the colossal black palm. A hearty laugh boomed out, echoing across the expanse.

Many of the Earth Tribe members were deeply curious as to why the human race would go to such great lengths to build a new city in the stars, using only the finest construction materials. The mere sight of the Star-Bone Space Wood was enough to leave them breathless.

"My dear minister, join me for lunch today. Tell me about the pros and cons of this Wind-Fire Four-Wheeled Carriage. And don't just shower me with flattery; I know your capabilities." Zhu Youxiao hopped off the vehicle, took the towel offered by a eunuch to wipe his face, and invited Liu Ziguang to dine with him.

Zhao Ziran straightened his clothes and followed the guard toward the rear garden. He was now the Chairman of the Religious Affairs Committee—a position that, in the past, would have made him the overseer of all Buddhist and Taoist registries in the land. Zhao Ziran steeled himself, determined to leave a good impression on his kinsman, Zhao Jiaren.

Mo Yu was angry, but he hadn't lost his reason. He organized the sequence of events in his mind, yet he still felt there were loopholes.

The disciples of the Saint Spirit Academy were all whispering, their expressions varied, though admiration was the most prevalent. Ling Chen was around their age, yet the achievements he had attained left them unable to even see his back.

In the night sky, powerhouses stood firm; divine light surged, and killing intent soared into the heavens. It was a terrifying realm where none beneath the Divine Emperor stage dared to tread.

What she coveted most was Ling Chen’s Immortal Divine Body, for in this world, there was only one such body, and she could never find another. Now that she had finally encountered one, how could she possibly let it go?

Shi Zimiao had restricted Sun Quan’s time outdoors. Although Sun Quan could still take advantage of his opportunities to go out for food to secretly perform verification and exclusion using his "Let Me Think Twice" skill, he had no other leisure time to train his swimming speed.

"Report to the Great Khan, Hao Ren has already reached the edge of our grasslands," the scout replied immediately.

Indeed, as the audience said, good people are rewarded. Wan Tao’s character and his passion for commentary had moved Bao Qingtian as well.

With the annihilation of the main legions of the Emperor Dragon and Heavenly King Dragon, Marshal Yang Hong realized the time had come for a decisive battle at Poison Dragon Mountain. Thus, with the help of the Dragon legions and the disciples, the imperial army, alongside the volunteer army led by Fairy Lingmeng, surged into Poison Dragon Mountain.

Seeing the Great Elder speak, the other elders nodded in agreement, clearly holding him in high regard.

Closing his eyes and opening them again, Lan Nuolais’s gaze was filled with resolution. He turned to face Black, extended his right index finger, and pointed it at Black’s forehead. A flicker of light shone from his fingertip, and strands of black mist began to drift out from Black’s brow.

Takahashi Watanabe let out a long sigh of relief, feeling an urge to cry. The roller-coaster-like thrill had been more than his heart could bear.

The old man’s lips curled into an almost imperceptible smile. He brushed the strings of his zither, stood up, and spoke.

The towering White Tiger, its fur now disheveled and its aura in total chaos, flickered and transformed back into human form. A look of unmasked rage swept across its face, clearly infuriated by Zhuang Jian’s actions.

Guo Nianfei looked back at Zhao Kun, Qi Wu, and the others. All of them were drenched in sweat and utterly exhausted. Seeing her arrive, they forced their aching legs to run toward her.

After marrying the girl Baima, Pei Long defected to the Tang imperial army. To help more Tibetan people escape their suffering, he performed great deeds and became a famous general, forever inscribed in the annals of Longtan history.