Chapter 61: The Miraculous Effect of the Spiritual Spring Medicinal Wine!

Shen Shuli caught up with the others by the hour of Shen.

The group had already begun heading down the slope.

The downhill path was difficult to navigate, especially for those pulling carts, who had to hold back the carts from behind for fear that they might roll away.

They could already catch a glimpse of the narrow imperial road at the foot of the mountain.

He swiftly chanted an incantation, and amidst a rising plume of black mist, the figure of a dark warrior gradually emerged... The rank of the dark warrior was at least at the peak of C-class, or possibly even reaching B-class. With the strength of Li Can and Li Shan, they were utterly incapable of resisting it, a fact that the necromancer was well aware of, making him extremely smug.

Right at that moment, the ground of the floating island trembled, and a gate of light flickered into existence. Its radiance pierced the surrounding darkness, and with a brief flash, Yishuihan was teleported to the foot of a mountain in the outer territories. This was undoubtedly the spatial technology of the Floating Light Clan, as the humans of this era did not yet possess such advanced long-distance teleportation methods.

The old man twirled his beard upwards, and taking advantage of the time before the banquet preparations were finished, he pulled Yishuihan toward the inner bedroom, eager for the two of them to have a good, long chat.

"Boom..." The saber-toothed dragon's massive body crashed heavily to the ground, a large amount of foul-smelling black water flowing from its giant maw, alongside an intensely burning cluster of dazzling sparks as it closed its eyes in death.

Naturally, the main street was crowded with people everywhere, so he had no choice but to drag Sword Piercing the Heavens back to the place where he had made his escape from the teahouse last time—a spot devoid of monsters for players to level up in, and consequently always completely deserted.

This leap clearly exhausted all of its capabilities; it vaulted across the wall of burning fire, braving the bullets fired by Lei Jingtian to hit the ground, and suddenly unleashed all the remaining black spikes on its body.

This was the outcome he had hoped for. A spear tipped with insect meat served as a symbol of surrender and concession among hunters. Much like the white flag in ancient times, it was a necessary means of communication between warring parties.

Ordinarily, given Duke's achievements in nuclear and computer research, he was more than qualified to be elected an academician of the two academies. However, instructions from above required Qin Tianran to handle Duke as a military equipment nominee, which placed Qin Tianran in a rather difficult position.

Having tried various methods, Gulu finally had no choice but to consider giving up. Just then, an exceptionally powerful mental wave was transmitted toward Gulu, and simultaneously, Yishuihan received a message.

The feet of all three felt as heavy as lead, unable to take another step forward. This person had merely blocked the four people's onslaught without launching a counterattack, seemingly serving only as a warning.

Forget it, she wasn't the only one who understood real estate. Given her current net worth, she could easily afford to buy relevant professional real estate market research reports, and she was fully capable of paying for expert consultations—why bother subjecting herself to Fang Yue's disdain here?

Zhu Yuanzhang sat back down in his office chair; the matter concerning Li Shanchang was now essentially dealt with.

Could these seven years of missing love, and all the suffering endured due to a single misguided thought of hers, truly ever be compensated for?

Dai Mubai followed his own legs as they slowly walked toward the Rose Hotel, the place where he had once squandered fortunes countless times.

Zhang Qing's vital energy and blood were unstable today, with the toxin having spread throughout her entire body. Had Xu Chang'an not remained constantly by her side, Zhang Qing might already have died from the toxicity.

The property accessible through the southern alleyway was a three-courtyard compound with a regular, square layout. It had previously been requisitioned by a certain work unit. Later, when the owner of the courtyard was politically rehabilitated, both the house and land deeds were returned, and the work unit immediately moved out and vacated the premises. However, the owner chose not to move back in, leaving the property abandoned ever since.

Lin Qi had indeed not pulled any special privileges in the project department; it was merely Qi Lingchuan's special attention toward her that had provoked suspicion and gossip.

Although Mu Zhe had not gone to watch the sunrise to nourish his soul that morning, his sound sleep made his mental energy unexpectedly active, and his body seemed to have received a wonderful rest, emitting a chirping sense of joy.