Volume 1, Chapter 56: Stumbling Upon His Secret

By frequently consuming the rare delicacies and mountain treasures from Zhang Donghai's online store, Bureau Chief Zhang's physical fitness had improved significantly.

That day, failing to commune with the Heaven and Earth Emperors at Youyun Cave, he heard along the way that there was a Bear Tribe across the Yellow River, led by a man named Gongsun Xuanyuan, who possessed extraordinary skills in subduing demons and vanquishing monsters.

The voice was neither warm nor cold, its volume even and calm. There was no shouting or yelling, no gloomy or stern expression, nor any pretense of arrogance and haughtiness, yet it carried an unquestionable majesty all the same.

At the instant the Nascent Soul cultivator chose self-detonation, Yin Xue's face turned even paler, her mind feeling as though it had exploded. Without the slightest hesitation, she tore open a Grand Telecommunication Talisman, and with a flash of white light, she finally let out a sigh of relief.

Tang Feng let out a cold, sinister chuckle, a hint of cruelty surfacing on his face. His bones cracked and popped as he erupted with formidable and fierce physical power.

Zhuo Gui nodded. Ye Lusheng felt a mixture of relief and unease, and asked again, "Did the second brother say anything before he left?" Zhuo Gui pointed at his own mouth with a somewhat embarrassed look. Realizing that asking was pointless, Ye Lusheng said no more, turned around, and walked back.

The little star emerged from the ground and leaped right into Lin Yumeng's arms, blinking its large, pitch-black eyes, looking utterly pleased with itself.

The man in the first seat on the left was called "Brother Kai." In his thirties, much like Lord Buddha, he was also completely bald, but his temperament was entirely different. Lord Buddha had spent decades cultivating a hands-off approach to bloodshed and genuinely possessed a benevolent appearance, whereas this man was full of ruffian arrogance from head to toe.

Wu'er didn't reply, only nodding perfunctorily. The maidservant figured that Wu'er getting married to a place outside the province had nothing much to do with her anyway, so she couldn't be bothered to ingratiate herself. After a few more instances, she stopped initiating conversations altogether.

The rest was entirely sand. Given the environment here, anything might be in short supply, but sand certainly wasn't. Filling hundreds of bags with sand took only a few minutes.

"Hey! Feihu, I remember giving you a capsule when we were at the hospital. I wonder if you still have it. I'd like to see what kind of medicine that actually was, almost ruining half a lifetime of my reputation." Ye Cheng finally remembered this matter, as it was crucial evidence that could frame him.

The so-called trial firing was actually a matter of using one or two rounds of shooting to determine the landing point of the artillery shells, providing a reference for all subsequent launches.

After trying a dish, one could give it a score on the nearby score cards. You could choose not to give one, which meant the dish didn't suit your palate, or you could award your precious 1 point.

Initially, Shen Yunxi could endure his passion, but later on, she lay on the bed like a puddle of mud, leaving Feng Qingchen to act as wildly as he pleased upon her.

Realizing this, Shen Boru felt somewhat relieved. After a few days of recuperation, he fully recovered his overdrawn body and instantly became full of vigor again.

"It's nothing, it's nothing, you don't need to worry..." Li Luoluo removed his hand, telling him there was no need to worry.

Everyone immediately wore expressions of sudden realization. For a moment, a sense of urgency gripped their hearts, and they promptly decided not to linger any longer, each preparing to set off immediately back to their respective sects.

As she walked inward, Xiao Linglong pondered inwardly: She wondered how that fellow Hexuan managed to earn the title of an eminent monk. Keeping a younger sister by his side was one thing, but he also frequently ran off to the imperial city to mingle with high officials and nobles. Wasn't this an obvious failure to sever worldly attachments? Yet surprisingly, no one exposed him—truly impressive.

Last time, Wang Li had rejected his gift and refused to let him participate in the resource development company, which drove Lei Xiaotian to frantically investigate what kind of privileges the upcoming resource development branch—about to split from the main company—had actually obtained.

"Miss, what's wrong with your foot?" Rong Lan noticed that Shuang Zhi was walking abnormally and asked hurriedly.

"You can't possibly not know what kind of people those living alongside zombies are, do you?" Ye Nini glared at Ye Chen.

The old shopkeeper hurriedly handed over his dagger and, following the direction of Ling Luowei's blade, peered into the crack of the door.

That same evening, Feng Bai left the school and met up with Liang Mo and the other person. The two were having a great time, and seeing him approach, they even tried to drag him along to the amusement park.

Because the side road leading to this abandoned factory was blocked by a large boulder and cars could not drive in, they had to get out and walk for over ten minutes to reach the place.

As the final wrist bone was returned to its proper place, a red beam of light suddenly burst from the bone, startling Ling Luowei into a quick retreat while also drawing the attention of those around her.

After Zha Sheng's vitality recovered somewhat, he kept sending messages saying he wanted to thank her solemnly, but she avoided him every time using the excuse of searching for the mother Gu worm.

She understood his loneliness better than anyone else, and better than anyone else, she knew how many scars he bore and how many times he had cheated death.

Jiang Liannan could no longer hear the items listed on the gift registry, nor did she care whether anyone else would outshine her.

Married for two years, the two of them had never had much interaction, sometimes failing to even see each other for a month.

Kihara Takamatsu was ultimately no match for a military man like Noya Toshikazu. Living a pampered life, he was panting heavily with exhaustion until Noya Toshikazu shook him off.

At that moment, the draft paper before Gong Zi-yi contained only two numbers: 20 and 30, representing the quantities of chickens and rabbits respectively.

The subtext was that if that physician managed to treat him to death, both the physician and his nephew would likely be hacked to death by chaotic soldiers, leaving no bones behind.

Had he not witnessed it with his own eyes, Gong Zi-yi would never have believed that his homeland still possessed such a poor and backward place.

Through Mu Nian's defense of him back at the Old Mansion of the Li family, Li Jincheng believed that Mu Nian would not harm him.

Hearing this, Lin Can paused for a moment, then smiled and pointed toward a handsome yet downcast man not far away.