Chapter 58 What About Him
After whispering among themselves for a moment, several imperial physicians stepped before the Emperor and respectfully reported, "Your Majesty, we have exhausted our efforts in research and finally devised a prescription. If Lady Qinlian takes the medicine according to the formula, supplemented by carefully prepared medicinal meals, her frail health will surely recover day by day without harming her fundamental vitality."
"They've already eaten. There was a meeting at the company this morning, so they left earlier," Julie said gently.
Among this crowd, however, other figures were also present. The hybrid vampire tribe—a powerful organization that constantly engaged in despicable deeds behind the scenes—had also sent a few familiar faces to observe the battle.
"Make sure to study it carefully on your way back, or you'll be the one suffering losses when the time comes!" Ye Tianqing said. This warning was not only for Lu Cairen; Hua Zhuye was included as well, for Ye Tianqing knew she was equally unfamiliar with the rules of the Star-Plucking Academy.
She handled the matter with effortless grace and absolute cleanliness, leaving no loose ends, thus providing a flawless explanation to the members of the Night Realm.
In truth, Shen Yulan also harbored resentment. When she left, Zhou Youzi had been perfectly fine; yet no sooner had she departed than Zhou Youzi ended up in the hospital. Her hands had been trembling when she received the phone call.
Shortly afterward, driven by the frantic gallop of a massive demonic beast that exuded a trace of dangerous aura even to Yun Ying, the silhouette of a colossal city—vastly more majestic than Stone Chaos City—gradually came into view.
"Did you weave this yourself? You're so deft!" Duan Weiyu noticed it as well, taking it into her palm to admire.
Seeing Zhen Chun lying on the bed, Gou Shun let out a sigh of relief, but the very next moment, he felt something was amiss.
The Adélie penguins on the canvas before him were continuously selected and deleted by Qin Xiao. In a matter of seconds, thousands of Adélie penguins vanished from the world, leaving the natural coastline marred by rigid, artificial cuts, as if someone were scraping paint off an oil painting with a utility knife.
Directly opposite the Hongying Mingxuan Teahouse, some sixty or seventy meters away, stood a hotel. At that moment, inside room 502 of the hotel, there were two men and a pair of binoculars.
After all, watching someone who had passed away return to life was an utterly unimaginable miracle to them.
It must be mentioned here that Chu Feng, being a modern person, had simply transplanted modern military ranks into the Heavenly Court for the sake of convenience. Those with the realm of Da Luo were conferred the rank of Major General, those with Quasi-Sage cultivation were made Full Generals, and those at the half-step Quasi-Sage level became Lieutenant Generals, with the rest distributed accordingly downward.
"Well, Grandpa, since Grandma could use her life as a threat to save you, it means her status is extremely high. Do you know which faction they belong to? Are they one of the Twenty-Eight Great Factions?" Lü Feng inquired.
This person was none other than the sect master of the faction expanded and merged by Pan Hong, and one of the two top Imperial Sovereigns of the Holy Dragon Gate.
On the other hand, Yu Xingran harbored even less doubt about Casso's identity; only someone who did not lightly incur favors truly possessed a formidable background.
The master of the Heaven-Severing Path had nurtured the Heaven-Severing Sword with his natal vital energy for countless years and forged it further with his vital blood, which was how its sword spirit came into being. Yet Yun Tiankong's age did not even approach that of the Heaven-Severing master.
However, a brilliant radiance of the Three Sovereigns shone brightly upon his body, and a vast, ancient divine power surged forth explosively.
"I don't know either, but given the precedent of prodigies profiting from it, it should be true." Casso was also somewhat puzzled, yet unable to offer any reason.
At this moment, True Monarch Disha was indeed striking with all his might, holding nothing back. Qin羽's earlier effortless dispelling of the Seven-Star God-Destruction Spikes had deeply concerned him.
"Sigh, we wish that outsiders would never come to disturb us again. We have grown so weary of them these past few days. Honestly, I don't know why Lord Main God insists on letting those people come and attack our Ice Snow Temple," Bing Ling sighed at that moment.