Volume 1, Chapter 40: A Fated Encounter on a Narrow Path

The local rice and flour mill in the village had long been on the verge of collapse, likely to be retired honorably once the grain harvest was finished and everyone had milled rice for a few days. By then, it could be bought for just over a hundred coins.

Over the years, having left home and his parents to pursue skills, he had never properly fulfilled his filial duties at his parents' bedside. He hadn’t even personally handled the funeral arrangements after their passing.

Just as Chen Tianhua was about to agree with them, Lei Jun and the doctor walked in, the voice just heard belonging to Lei Jun.

The carriage was noisy, filled with laughter and chatter. Judging by the voices, there were at least thirty people, all of them young.

Old Tie’s expression remained calm, showing no outward sign of disturbance, yet his eyes held an indescribable, mysterious meaning.

“Ran Shu? She left not long ago,” Mu Qing said without looking up, busy with the herbal concoction.

The Crown Prince had been assassinated, and the court was urgently discussing the emperor’s successor. The Fourth Prince was undoubtedly the one with the most votes.

The four silently thought to themselves. Among everyone present, only they knew that the mastermind behind these three incidents was hidden beneath the gently rippling surface of the lake before them, and that this entity had ceased to be human six years ago.

“I wonder how Ran Shu is doing…” Shi Shuiyue muttered to herself, but then thought that with Ran Shu’s formidable martial prowess, she probably wouldn’t be in any real danger… hopefully.

Upon returning to the Wang family, Yue Wu did not hesitate to command that another hundred taels of silver be gifted. With such a wealthy patron, Yue Wu indulged recklessly and extravagantly. Within a short time, the silver was exhausted again, and he repeatedly sought more from Wang Yan, multiple times over.

She felt she kept having the same dream recently, but each time she couldn’t remember it fully, only fragments or images. Yet when she tried to recall carefully, even those fragments slipped away.

The carved window stood half-open, exquisite cups and bowls arranged on the table. The water stove boiled, steam billowing, yellowed hanging paintings adorned the walls, and the kitchen’s water jar housed two lively fish. The scene was filled with a warmth and tranquility distinct from the wild mountains and forests, brimming with the hum of everyday life.

The horse keeper’s performance was observed by Chen Lin and Zhao Zhen’s guards, who all thought it was excellent and measured. This was the emperor, after all, and safety was paramount.

Lin Ai and Ling saw the building as soon as they entered the atmosphere. It appeared that during their absence, N2 had expanded the White Tower once again.

Immediately, Caesar struck as well, equally terrifying, shattering Kaion with a single blow. He too had ignited the great Dao principle, unleashing a supreme power.

At the ruins of Kunlunxu, Song Yu opened his eyes, a trace of shock flashing in his pitch-black irises, his heart weighed down by pressure.

“Good, but we still need a few more helpers,” Heishan pondered briefly before finally agreeing with Bai Zu’s suggestion.

The leader and second-in-command were rough men in their thirties, muscular and as strong as bulls. Yet now their footsteps faltered, and deep fear lurked in their eyes, as if they had just survived a grave illness.

These demons and monsters were recorded throughout successive dynasties, yet none had the power to disrupt the court. Warriors, however, did.

He spent an entire day processing all the water jade ore. Fortunately, Palek was quite capable and handled the most troublesome purification process.

The man stared intently at Landon, seeming to try to discern from his expression whether his words were true or false.