Chapter 116: An Encounter on the Journey Home

Ning Hongwu was carried by the soldiers to the military infirmary.

He had been in the army camp for barely more than a day, yet stubble had already covered his face, and his eyes seemed to have lost their luster.

The military doctor clicked his tongue at the sight of his half-dead state, marveling at his sheer resilience. He then applied various ointments and poultices to him before wrapping him up like a zongzi.

"Big brother... big brother..."

Guided by a soldier, Liu Shen rushed into the infirmary tent and saw Ning.

However, the cruelty of it was that in the eyes of that man, these efforts were still not worth mentioning. With a casual wave of his hand, he sent Ye Xuan’s sword flying and left him reeling back several steps from the shockwave.

"They left yesterday, claiming they had urgent business. They only left this letter, asking me to give it to you," the innkeeper said, retrieving a letter and handing it to Zhao Zixi.

The Great Demon King Gao Sen could also enhance the strength of his subordinates; the third-tier peak Earth Demon Dragon had been directly promoted to the fourth tier through his secret techniques. Yet, Gao Sen had no good intentions when he helped the Earth Demon Dragon advance.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. The "rare beast" had fallen asleep from exhaustion, yet it remained unscathed, while laborers like Zhang Ye were covered in wounds.

"Even so, we cannot let the people in your workshop work for nothing. This money must be accepted," Changsun Wuji insisted.

Even an ordinary person without any internal power could use it, and it could fly and perform spatial jumps just the same.

The two returned to the headquarters of the White Lotus Sect. It was a galaxy, though it appeared quite dilapidated. Upon asking, Zhang Ye learned that the Matriarch of the White Lotus Sect had perished in a final battle alongside their enemy. It was fortunate that they had taken each other down; had the outcome been one-sided, the White Lotus Sect would no longer exist.

Of course, one must believe in oneself; if he did not, he would never have reached this point. This was, after all, the most critical step. Zhang Ye and Jiang Youbing exchanged a glance before stepping onto the stage. It was truly a twist of fate that the two of them were forced into a "life-or-death duel."

After returning home, Mr. Ji went nowhere else, staying on the second floor and ordering that no one be allowed up to disturb him.

Even though the Boye cavalry saw the Han infantrymen wearing heavy metal armor, they remained full of confidence. They spurred their horses forward, holding Slavic javelins high in one hand and shields in the other, charging fearlessly toward the Han battle formation.

Rogers woke up early the next day, full of energy as he walked into the 11th Precinct carrying two cups of coffee. He felt he hadn't done his part as a partner the day before, so he was determined to make a fresh start today.

The guests took their seats one after another. Seeing everyone sitting down, Tan Weiwei, beaming with joy, prepared to take the empty seat next to Jiang Yicheng.

Fortunately, things were not as terrifying as Chen Lian had imagined. There were no attacks during the night, though the raging fires visible throughout the city left the citizens with no peace.

This circle was entirely centered on the airport; the land in the north occupied only about 20 percent of the area. Once the next circle closed in, it would likely be entirely over the airport; there was no possibility of any surprises.

Ruoyun was overjoyed to see Chu Fengxi wake up. Although Feng Yulou had repeatedly told her that Chu Fengxi had not been hit in a vital spot and would be fine, and although she trusted Feng Yulou, she had still been deeply worried while Chu Fengxi remained unconscious.

Near Luoxia Mountain lay a vast peach blossom forest. In the spring, when the flowers were in full bloom, the ten miles of peach blossoms were so magnificent they were even more intoxicating and enchanting than the sunset clouds on the horizon. And so, there was a certain young master surnamed Lu who, upon seeing them, was struck by a touch of melancholy for the passing of spring.

Pang Bin left the royal palace and returned home. He sat in his carriage in a daze the entire way, lost in thought, and only realized he had arrived when his servant called for him to disembark.

"Are you certain?" As if grasping at a straw, the Emperor’s cloudy eyes lit up with a different kind of brilliance upon hearing Han Donglin's words.