Chapter 15: Perilous Encounters

“Go to the Dali Temple and assemble as many men as you can! Take this man to a physician, but make absolutely sure he does not die! The two of you immediately take control of the remaining waiters, servants, cooks, and everyone else in the restaurant. Anyone who attempts to escape is to be killed without exception!”

The four men acknowledged their orders and immediately set to work.

Qin Yu tucked the account books and other evidence into his robes, then rose and hurried toward the manager’s room, his heart brimming with delight.

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“Darling, how did An Zhihua offend you? And besides, he is still a member of the Dragon Gang. Are you sure you want to do this?” Xiu asked tentatively, raising an eyebrow.

Perhaps Li Ye was being rather ruthless toward Jiang Yulian, but he was genuinely doing it for Shen’er’s sake.

When Su Zi went to Su Zijin’s home, Su Zijin and Ran Wei were just preparing to eat. Seeing Su Zi arrive, they immediately set down their bowls and chopsticks and walked out.

“What are you trying to do?” Shangguan Jing naturally sensed her intention. Her entire body had already been placed upon the broad windowsill.

The watermelon seedlings were growing quite well too. Recently, Pika had been helping with them. Pika said that the seedlings were almost entirely free of problems and that watering this dry field once a day would be enough. Exhausted, it had rolled back into the jade pendant. Knowing how hard it had worked, Tian Tian had not summoned it for an entire day.

Perhaps only by following a man like this could he continue to improve and gain the strength to protect those he wished to protect.

Tian Tian could naturally tell that Xie Yinan was concealing something. Even without him saying it, she understood that he had realized An Zirui was deliberately targeting her.

Just as Su Zijin was struggling with this question, General Zhongjian, who had only just left the tent, returned with a fat man dressed in nothing but an undershirt and underpants behind him.

After leaving Wang Qiang’s residence, he had waited here the entire time for Chen Mo. The method was somewhat clumsy, but once he knew Chen Mo’s car and license plate number, he could lie in wait and intercept him.

Upon hearing this, Wanyan Jin slowly turned around. Some of the sharpness he had possessed several years earlier had faded from his face. Yet his swordlike brows remained strikingly heroic, and his deep eyes were still as distant and profound as ever. Whenever his gaze fell upon someone, it gave them the illusion that he was sizing them up.

A mountain road was nothing like a level road. Although it was broad, the journey was still unsteady, the carriage swaying and jolting all the way. The motion intensified Liang Qingmo’s nausea. Her morning sickness was usually not very frequent, but the jolting carriage made her stomach churn violently.

After speaking, she paused for a moment before adding, “I still have lessons to review tomorrow.” The implication was that she was refusing to attend Xu Fengli’s wedding with him.

However, by the time they came out, most of those who had escaped the dungeon had already met their end, while a few who were lucky enough had fled straight into the jungle.

As for the procedure, the taxi driver knew it all too well: shave the head, draw a circle, cut open the scalp, remove the bones, pour in oil, and eat.

“The Heart-Guided Myriad Swords Art. The first three stages consist of basic sword forms, whose essential purpose lies in refining the body and shaping the form. These first three sword manuals emphasize using the sword techniques and wielding the weapon to gradually bring the body and weapon into perfect coordination.”

Pushing open the door, he did not see Shen Manqing. Instead, he saw Han Xiqing and Xi Suowei lying unconscious on the sofa, apparently having been beaten unconscious.

“Then I’ll test him tomorrow.” She would be able to see him again tomorrow. She wondered whether he would be able to walk yet. Without realizing it, Liang Qingmo scooped up another handful of rose blossoms and tossed them upward, showering Yueyue with droplets and petals.

Xu Moran raised her hand and pulled herself free of her father’s grasp. With a cold, mocking laugh, she said, “I have said everything that needed to be said. Let go. Since every meeting between us is so hostile, perhaps we should stop seeing each other altogether.”

With that, she turned and left.

He had tidied away the four men’s storage rings but had not yet had time to inspect them carefully. It was even more impossible for him to erase anything inside them that might allow others to track his aura.

He reached out and took the long saber in his hand. As his vital force surged into the weapon, the dark-red blade immediately blazed with light, shining like the scorching sun.

“Don’t be nervous. You have me.” Hua Xuechun smiled reassuringly. Seeing that Wang Dong’s tie was slightly crooked, she moved closer to him. While helping him relax, she also straightened his police uniform.

The scene beyond the main gate was entirely different from the world outside. It resembled the layout of an enormous exhibition fair. The vast grounds were divided into several sections, each containing a magnificent structure, with its name written above in seal script.

After returning to the village, Zhao Kai kept his word. He carried four rolls of agricultural plastic sheeting directly to Zhang Cuihua’s courtyard. Although he was somewhat reluctant to part with them, he had still kept four rolls for himself. He ought to be satisfied.

Liang Wangyue was already outside the platform, a trace of relief flickering in her eyes. Fortunately, she had invited Li Hexian here at this particular time.

Su Xiao glanced outside the door and only then let out a long breath of relief. He walked over to Qing Kou and examined him, then took out a talisman. After reciting an incantation, he drew the talisman across Qing Kou’s mouth, dispelling the Silence Curse.

The mountaintop, which should have been impossible to see clearly in the darkness, was now filled with sword light soaring into the heavens as spiritual energy collided. Flames even shot skyward. In the urgency of the moment, a crowd had already rushed to the bamboo tower of the Master of Jinghong Valley. Seeing him standing outside the tower, they found him gazing toward the cliff face, trying to determine what had happened.

Mouthful after mouthful of stagnant blood was spat out, yet they could only endure their fury in silence. No one dared provoke the Golden Serpent Clan’s wrath at such a time.

Luo Li was especially delighted. This showed that people’s awareness and understanding had improved. They had already broken free from the confines of barter, and even greater developments would soon follow.

Perhaps, once he had grown to his ultimate strength, all he would need to do was snap his fingers to kill half the living beings in the universe.