Volume One, Chapter 42: There’s a Dog at Home Waiting to Be Fed

Within the Daoist tradition, there are distinctions among the Red Flower, White Lotus Root, and Green Lotus Leaf. The Red Flower, as brilliant as blood, signifies warfare and conflict; hence, those of the Red Flower lineage are the protectors of the Central Plains, such as the legendary Master Ziyang in the past, and now Han Yue and Xu Buyan.

Amid the laughter, Wang Yaqiao finally realized that his method of disguising himself for an assassination was rather absurd and ridiculous.

Originally, as a group, we should have acted together, yet I made the unilateral decision to remain here.

As a student specializing in pharmacology, he understood the basics of cultivating and preparing microbial cultures. To put it less technically— in a world dominated by cold weapons and extraordinary energies, he could wage biological warfare directly.

“Eat! Eat your spirit fruit, then get a good rest and prepare to head for the Sword Sect,” Su Xia said.

In such extraordinary circumstances, everyone should have been overjoyed; yet, for some reason, not a trace of excitement could be found.

“Let’s save him. There’s no deep-seated hatred between us yet. If you’d thrown him into a cesspit to vent your anger, I’d be satisfied; but if we don’t save him, it’s a shame to waste that pot,” the Demon King remarked.

“Wouldn’t that mean we’re taking advantage of you? We…” Li Yunbao, after laughing for a while, suddenly blurted out what was on his mind.

There was much to teach them about wilderness survival: how to find drinkable water and food in various environments, how to recognize simple medicinal herbs, how to make fire by friction, and how to use the terrain and available materials to build a simple shelter, among other skills.

After getting what he wanted, Zhang Bufan only thought of quickly sending Chen Yuan away so he could return and prepare for the heavenly tribulation.

“Damn it, are you telling me that even if I risk my life, I still can’t defeat you?” With that, Song Yang summoned all his strength, soared into the clouds, and charged straight at the mass of black sword energy.

This is easily understood: in the Spirit Energy Continent, where the elements are so abundant, even then, the awakening rate for magical talent among humans is a mere one percent. In such a world, the extinction of mages is only natural.

Thus, what once would have been a casual, light punch— which in the past would have left Song Xuan whining and grimacing in pain— now had an immediate effect. Song Xuan was sent flying at once, utterly miserable.

However, since Han Yueqiao cultivated spiritual power, this could only deceive people by appearances. If it came to an actual fight, others would easily see that Han Yueqiao was using spiritual power— which meant he couldn’t engage others easily unless he was certain of victory.

Earlier, Beitang Yehan had specifically told Mu Yan not to expose his identity, so Mu Yan could only treat Beitang Yehan as an ordinary attendant.

For the past few days, they had all been wound tight with anxiety; now that they were back in familiar surroundings, they finally relaxed— though only relatively so.

Wei Dingtian nodded coldly and said, “Leave the leader to me. The others, you may take your revenge yourself.” With those words, his figure vanished.

Beitang Yehan was at a loss for words— had Han Yueqiao become so dense after losing his memory?

With the Third Generation’s comfort, Zilai seemed to suddenly awaken, gave a start, and finally exhaled a long breath.

How ironic— Li Dalong and Liefeng merely refrained from flattering him with the others, but now he twists the story, claiming they’re speaking up for the ascenders.

In the blink of an eye, the aura of one who stands above all descended upon Ling Family City. Two elderly figures appeared overhead, their terrifying presence enveloping the area.

He couldn’t bring himself to offer any heartfelt comfort, so he gave a few brief words, and when his suggestion to stay and help was gently declined by Xi Fuwei, he took his leave.

“Did you see that? Are you planning to meddle again?” Liu Jiajie shrugged, as if he already knew my temperament all too well.

When Shen Qielan arranged for her to enter the Zou family, there had been detailed information provided about the household and its most important stewards.

The horned beetle goblin leader was burly and strong, yet showed no sign of sluggishness. This made me a bit anxious, but the sword was already swinging— there was no turning back.

Though unsure of the other’s motive, Li Yalin still responded with a smile.

In other words, the empire’s two enemies combined still had 420,000 troops. With the threat of the sea demons, the empire’s 500,000 soldiers did not grant them the upper hand.

When ordering vegetarian dishes, all attendants were counted, so there would be no shortage. Even with both master and servants, the Duoran family needed only two tables, more than enough.

The ball flew past Carter’s fingertips and plunged into the basket. The arc of that classic Mac jump shot was so flat that one sometimes wondered: can such a trajectory really score?

More than half of the calls were from their parents; the rest came from old friends, people they once liked, those who once liked them, and others who were now secretly in love with them but had never confessed.