Chapter 26: Departing Nancheng

Li Xueya’s condition took a turn for the worse the next day; the bleeding intensified, and the doctor informed her that the chances of saving the baby were slim. Li Xueya felt even more devastated than when she had first learned of the pregnancy. This tiny life had already taken root within her, and she had begun to embrace the idea, hoping in her heart to keep it. However, in the end, she had to compromise with reality and sign the consent form for the dilation and curettage procedure. Before entering the operating room, she clung to Zhao Bo...

The offensive was interrupted by the opponent. Suddenly, Qiu Ying struck first, lunging sideways toward Wu Peng’s left ear. The strike was exceptionally treacherous. Wu Peng leapt into the air, parrying Qiu Ying’s blade with his own. The swords clattered, leaving the blades humming. With a roar, Qiu Ying swung his sword in a wide arc, but Wu Peng stepped back half a pace and deflected the strike.

Mu Xuexing had met Fang’er twice. The first time was at Green Bamboo Villa, though she had been wearing night gear, and he recognized her only by her voice. The second time was in the palace, but she had been wearing a human-skin mask.

The mountain spirit ignored me entirely and lunged straight at me. I hadn’t intended to do anything to it, but its savage expression reminded me of what had happened in the woods.

“You...” Xun Chen found this remark remarkably strange, though he couldn’t pinpoint why and didn’t dwell on it.

He also knew about that type of diet pill; it induced neural excitement and accelerated blood circulation, but it wasn't essentially a narcotic because it wasn't addictive.

As I spoke, I couldn't help but glance at Taotie. Zhang Su didn't yet know that this dog was Taotie; he only knew it as a dog that could talk.

Mu Xuexing could not deny this; Lu Qi’s death was linked to him, but that had been under duress from Zhou An.

To be honest, if it weren't for the lingering dread of the Undying Emperor’s remains keeping the Demon Clan in check, they would have likely launched an invasion of the Immortal Realm long ago.

Taking a deep breath, Chen Fei felt that the situation was far from simple. Even such a secluded place had been visited, and whoever had gone there must have been a top-tier figure; otherwise, they could never have entered the Green Zone.

Several powerful elders of the clan naturally heard the sound, but unlike the ordinary disciples, they merely frowned, their minds remaining clear.

“An outsider has broken in.” He gestured for the fake Imperial Preceptor to look toward Nan Nian, then feigned composure and approached slowly.

Coarsely skilled in array patterns, adept at concealing his aura, proficient with both bow and sword, and a dual cultivator of internal energy and martial arts—his strength was not to be underestimated.

Though he had been bumped by Murong Rong’s baby bump, Jiang Yanchen felt no pain; even if it happened again, what of it?

But this difference wasn't about a lack of cleaning power; rather, Ye Jiaojiao wanted it to have other benefits beyond just cleaning.

Behind the criminal police brigade headquarters was a parking lot, connected to a building containing several cells. Ye Xiao was being held in one of them.

“Old man, I think my medical skills might be better than yours now!” Jiang Yanchen struck a pose, crossing his arms over his chest with supreme confidence.

Changqi Shihou narrowed his eyes at Long Beixuan. Just as he was about to swing his law-imbued heavy sword, a scene that left him in shock unfolded.

“So, you must serve as my bodyguards for at least a year.” With such powerful demons to protect him, he was sure he could convince Mei’er to let him stay out and enjoy himself a while longer.

Except for Song Bo, who was intimately familiar with Chiyang’s style and disdained it, Yao Jiuyou, Ye Gu, and Jin Cheng could not fathom Chiyang’s true intentions.

He Zhaorui said excitedly. This was not only to celebrate the sect’s great victory but also to boost morale; the Bear Clan and White Cat Clan had attacked too fiercely, and the Rising Dragon Clan’s defense had been far too careless.

“Negotiate however you see fit!” Before leaving, Zhang Shuo gave the old man his instructions.

Having someone to help carry things made a difference. Xu Ying and Liu Mingda were decent enough; otherwise, just carrying the luggage would have been a struggle for them.