Volume 1, Chapter 41: Unbearable

Watch closely, for today I have meticulously orchestrated a grand spectacle for you! I shall record how you peacefully repose upon your bed, so that you may savor the memory at your leisure in the days to come.

"No, you must merge right here, upon that arena." Li Ruonan blocked the path of Su Wanqing and Lin Feng, pointing toward the arena at the side.

Eventually, everyone arrived at the Zhengzhou Fortress. Chang Sheng instructed the crowd to withdraw, leaving only Amy, Sophia, and Ishihara behind to confer.

To ask the other party to provide it for free would simply be putting King Hades Shen in an impossible position; and if it were to be purchased with money, even with a special discount, it was still far beyond what the Mountain City Hospital could afford!

Upon seeing the ninety-nine colossal demonic beasts rushing out from the mist, all possessing cultivation levels at the Supreme Realm, and as the Tower Spirit exasperatedly pointed out their origins, he finally understood the tribulation mentioned by the Great Sage Equal to Heaven, Sun Wukong.

"Brother Feng, I was wrong, today was just an accident..." Gou Hao hurriedly admitted his mistake upon hearing Lin Feng's words.

At this moment, Hao Jianfeng also soared into the air, manipulating his Azure Dragon Sword to slaughter the enemy, when suddenly a burly middle-aged man charged straight toward him.

Seeing the director faint, two doctors immediately carried him out. Meanwhile, Zhang Yonggui was subdued by the security guards, awaiting the arrival of the police to be taken to the police station.

"Is this an act of war?" The faction belonging to the Hidden Dao Sect could not help but fly into a rage, successively drawing their weapons and confronting the faction of the Danqing Sect with cold hostility.

"There's a fellow named Lin Tai in the Lin Family who wants to make a move against me. The old master sent her here to deliver the message!" Lin Fan briefly explained.

When Yun Feiyang's palm opened once more, a fireball identical to the previous one materialized within his hand.

Just how many men had he brought to fight these two thousand soldiers? To completely annihilate two thousand men, the number of troops under his command could not possibly be small. He was an imperial prince of the Qi Dynasty; how could he possibly gather a force within the territory of the Great Yuan to wage a full-scale battle?

With that, he drew the long spear from his back with a crisp clang, his entire body's muscles taut as he prepared for a charge.

After about five minutes, the protective care of the heart meridian was complete, and Fang Yi prepared to proceed with the treatment.

On the second day after Yang Song entered Wancheng, Zhang Mancheng received the news. Ordinarily, an increase or decrease of a few hundred or even a few thousand men in the Yellow Turban army would not concern Zhang Mancheng, but Yang Song and Yang Bai possessed formidable martial arts and belonged to the Yang Family Village, so they inevitably drew Zhang Mancheng's attention.

Manwu suddenly recalled the dying thoughts of that scoundrel—it was true! But what should she do now? Was she really going to wait for him to open his mouth and devour her?

I knew Zhao Min was just joking and wasn't truly angry, so I didn't take it to heart.

Some individuals in Europe and America who had crossed paths with Fang Yi also condemned Italy, though their stance was somewhat reserved, mostly focusing on humanitarian grounds.

I glanced at Zhao Min, pondered for a moment, and said, "A country cannot go a day without a ruler, and a man cannot go a day without a smoke." With that, I threw my arm around Hao Ge's shoulders and headed toward the restroom, paying no heed to whatever else Zhao Min shouted behind me.

Thus, Xia Ranmo ultimately chose to play the ostrich and ignore Xing Yicheng's abnormal behavior, deciding to let nature take its course. On the other hand, she also began to wonder just who this mysterious LY could be. Not many people knew of her fondness for sunflowers—it wasn't Daye, nor Ziyang, nor Xing Yicheng, so who on earth could it be?

"Humph! Grandpa, do you understand now? There's simply no need to put on a polite face for that idiot! Besides, when the time comes... hehe..." A mischievous smile bloomed across Xiuxiu's pretty face.

Meanwhile, Yang Qingrong assumed that Daoist friend Mu simply did not wish to disclose his research, considering it was a novel invention conceived by the man himself.