Volume One, Chapter 32: It Turns Out Others Can Do It Too—not Just Him

“Doctor Chen, what are you staring into space for? I asked you to fetch some medicine to reduce the swelling and disperse the bruising.” Qin Xianxian waved a hand in front of his eyes. What had he done to make himself feel guilty? He looked terribly uneasy.

Chen Chou’s eyes narrowed as he came to himself. “Oh—just a moment. I’ll have it right away.” He lowered his head, pulled open a drawer, and began rummaging through it.

“Fu Yuheng, go sit over there for now. I’ll bring the medicine to you in a moment.” Qin Xianxian glanced at the round table behind her and gestured toward it.

“All right.”

Just as the two were preparing to strike again, a golden figure stepped out of the void and placed himself between them.

It was as though merely speaking those words would shatter the tacit balance between humanity and the unknown.

Beside the braised-food stall stood a makeshift plastic shelter with several tables beneath it. Cen Yu immediately found an empty seat and sat down.

“Yes.” Pipa and Xielie Honglian gave Sun Wukong a helpless look, then followed Six-Eared away.

Kongmen drew a deep breath and stepped forward half a pace. For that half-step alone, he had expended the strength of his entire life. Had he not just fought Ji Wuji, he might have managed to advance more than half a step. Yet the difference between half a step and a little more was enough to decide victory or defeat.

The farther one moved from the Candle Tower, the weaker the effect of the divine radiance became. And the more often it was used, the more rapidly the radiance faded.

Zhu Ruiying did not care what he thought. In any case, she had not had a moment’s rest these past two days. She had been busy since yesterday, solving one difficult problem after another. She had even gained two new disciples, and in another couple of days there would be more. That was certainly a good thing.

“It’s ready. Hurry up and eat—we’ll be transferred shortly. How strange. What does your transfer have to do with me, your teacher? Stranger still, I’m the only teacher being transferred along with you.” Zhang Shaofei spoke with bewilderment.

If they had been someone else’s children, they would have been thrown into the river long ago to be reborn. How could they possibly have lived long enough for her to host their full-month celebration?

But I’m an easygoing person, and I can barely keep up with everything going on in the Divine Firmament Sect. Where would I find the time to manage the Dao Alliance as well?

The three children had met before and were already quite familiar with one another. After staying beside their parents for a while, they went together into the courtyard to play.

Wu Hao’s eyes were red as he gripped the steering wheel with all his strength, watching the deadly slabs of snow collapse continuously ahead of him while struggling desperately to survive.

Throughout the Profound Body Sect, countless people were nervously rehearsing. They were deeply fearful of the unknown dangers within the ruins, yet they stubbornly believed that no matter what happened, nothing could defeat a group of true men like themselves.

“Find their heads and put them together. Once I’ve reported this, I’ll have them transported back to our country together.” Duanmu spoke weakly.

The Japanese officer who had come to reinforce them slapped the Japanese squad leader hard several times, then pointed toward Qu Bing and the others halfway up the mountain and shouted at length in an unintelligible torrent of words.

Bai Ji added, “Qin Gao, if Brother Xiao wants to teach you martial arts, then go and learn. What are you afraid of? As long as he’s willing to teach you, there’s no reason to be afraid of learning. Ha ha!” With that one remark, Bai Ji immediately made everyone in the cave burst out laughing.

The King Viper’s might was equally imposing. He let out a furious roar. Though one of his arms had been severed, it was as if he had not noticed at all; in an instant, he transformed into a gigantic nine-headed wolf-serpent.

Now he no longer worried that the cauldron would be unable to withstand the pressure. He tossed Deathless Grass into it, and once the herb had dissolved into the pill, he added another supreme spirit medicine: the Hundred-Valley Immortal Flower.

Pian Ling’s aged voice carried a touch of helplessness, along with a trace of excitement. Indeed, over the past ten thousand years, he had witnessed far too many things. To meet a friend who had lived through the same long years as himself was an emotion beyond words.

When Chanyu Qiedihou learned that the attack had failed, he was greatly astonished. This brief defeat awakened him. Judging from his subordinates’ descriptions, the Han army before them possessed extraordinarily high combat discipline and formidable strength. It was clearly an elite force.

Back then, when I first saw this expression at the Divine Marquis’s residence, I thought it suited the sort of clear-eyed beauty who had once ridden across the battlefield—a woman lofty and grand, yet carrying a hint of weathered elegance. Ha ha.