Volume 1, Chapter 35: Zhang Sanfeng Brings Eminent Monks from Shaolin to Treat the Illness
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“I am the humble monk Colorless. I have troubled you, Physician. I heard True Immortal Zhang Sanfeng say that he had a nominal disciple whose medical skills were extraordinary. Eighteen years ago, you cured his eye ailment. May I ask, young brother, how old you are this year?” Master Colorless asked curiously.
Xia Jingtian looked at the man who claimed to be the chief of the Bodhidharma Academy at Shaolin Temple, calling himself Colorless. He appeared to be a martial fanatic. When he had sparred with Zhang Sanfeng, he had failed to hold back, and the two of them had both been injured.
Colorless had originally thought that, after eighteen years, Zhang Sanfeng’s disciple should have become a middle-aged man in his thirties or forties. Yet he still looked barely more than twenty.
“That’s right, boy. How is it that you still look exactly as you did eighteen years ago…”
Two full days had passed since Yan Zhen discovered that the Lord of Death Valley was studying forbidden arts of life.
Long Hui narrowed his eyes, his gaze growing cold and intense as he speculated about the youth’s identity. The entire Divine Dragon Clan numbered no fewer than eighty or ninety thousand people, and he certainly could not claim to know every one of them.
At once, this radiance of Buddha descended beneath the foot of Dragon Venerable Dita. Dragon Venerable Dita let out a long sigh and suddenly walked away.
Hu Anbei realized that his explanation might be difficult for us to understand, and deliberately slowed his already halting speech. Yet every word he uttered felt like a silver needle stabbing into my spine, sending wave after wave of chill across my back.
He did not know what Kou Yanqing would do when the time came. But if it had been up to him, he would certainly have left enough troops in Lexiang to safeguard the grain route before marching south to engage the enemy.
After Tuoba Jie returned to the inn, He Liang and Situ Yun had yet to come back. He knew that the two of them had gone after his younger sister, Tuoba Xue, so he waited for them at the inn.
On the young man’s table sat a plate of roast chicken and a jug of wine. He ate and drank at leisure, looking perfectly relaxed and content.
Tie Furon came to the bedside and took one look at Princess Jielan’s complexion. He was instantly horrified. After feeling the pulse in both her left and right wrists, a cloud of sorrow settled over his heart.
Yan Zhen took a sip of wine first. He had just eaten too many dishes, and the flavors lingering in his mouth were unsuitable for eating peanuts, so he used the wine to wash them away.
Wang Chen muttered inwardly. He had raised only one finger just now because he wanted ten million. He had never expected Wu Fan to mistake it for one hundred million. The Wu family truly possessed an extraordinary amount of money.
Chen Qian tried moving a little. She felt much better now; the pain had eased, and at least she could move freely.
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It stood one mile from River City, on flat ground enclosed by a great fence.
With an angry roar from Zhiluan, a teacup flew from behind him. Sheng Chuyi shifted slightly, and with a clang, it smashed against the doorframe.
“You’re afraid of the dark?” In the darkness, Sheng Xueyi’s voice was so gentle and considerate that it seemed she had become another person. Yet she appeared unaccustomed to treating anyone kindly, which made her sound somewhat awkward and stiff.
Her arms, upper body, waist, hips, and legs moved together in perfect harmony. Several of the movements required her to twist her waist and hips; her slender waist was remarkably supple, and every sway was irresistibly alluring.
After leaving the Hall of Diligent Governance, Zhao Ping finally felt the sweat covering his back. Only then did he realize how overwhelming his imperial father’s authority was.
Just then, Yu Xin sensed the wind around them growing violent once more. Even the great tree beside them was torn up by the roots. Out of the corner of her eye, she inadvertently saw that the gale was surging toward Xu Jiahao and the others.
Qin Nian looked at her face, which had grown two sizes thinner. Although she was even more beautiful than before, he found himself missing the round-cheeked Zhou Yi of the past.
Unless they had something to ask of him, Xiao Le, Lu Yunfeng, Yu Jinzhou, and the others would all have been tempted to slap him right then and there.
I had no idea whether it was true or not, but the moment I saw the Snake King’s eyes light up, my heart gave a violent lurch. I closed my eyes and heard only a chorus of screams. When I opened them again, a number of stone statues had appeared out of thin air before me.
The emperor had scarcely finished speaking when a string of festive firecrackers began exploding in the distance. Amid the thunderous blasts, the workers waiting there knelt in unison and paid their respects to the emperor and the Empress Dowager Ci’an.
The Chief said, “As for the T-virus project, I have been monitoring it from beginning to end.”
Countless arms extended from the old man’s back, winding and trembling toward both sides. Each hand held several strange jars and pots. Clear water continuously spurted from their mouths, gathering into a mass that seemed to roar like waves before surging across the sky and drowning the prison guards closing in from both sides.
Still, the world of Storm and Cloud was ultimately a high-level martial-arts realm. Since ancient times, heroes had used martial power to defy the law. If he wished to maintain order throughout the realm in the future, he would have to establish a powerful supervisory institution to protect the safety and social order of the entire world and safeguard the lives and property of the common people.
Bai Yixue reached out and picked up a shard of broken glass from beside her. Lu Haotian lowered his head and only then noticed that the ground was covered with shattered glass.
The Chief said that he could already feel the company’s shortage of personnel. With so many projects appearing all at once, there were no longer enough people capable of leading the researchers. He had even begun assisting the biological experiments department with its project research.
“So that’s how it is…” Mo Jiahao rested his chin in his hand and fell into thought. “But how did you learn so much?” He looked at him again. Somehow, the man seemed to know even more inside information than he did.
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“Should we bring him back?” Su Yuyang was not the sort of man who could not swallow his pride. He was only afraid that Ling Miao would be unwilling to return.
Murong Jin smiled at her, holding a cup of warm coffee in his hand. He appeared to have been there for some time.
Helian Hao took a long look at Ye Qinglan, gripped the gleaming imperial edict, and strode away.
The world was peaceful now, and the Netherworld Cult had been destroyed. They no longer needed to hide here and there to escape the cult’s pursuit. Yet for the Lingxiao Palace, the situation before them remained extremely difficult.
Mo Yinuo loved playing hide-and-seek in shopping malls like this. She pulled He Xiuwen in and out of the fitting rooms, enjoying herself immensely.
Mo Xiuyuan possessed various movable and immovable assets, including antiques, securities, and publicly traded shares. Although he had not handed over any cash directly, all his property combined was estimated to be worth around eight hundred million.
She wanted to say so many things to him, to ask him how much he truly loved her, whether he would despise her now that her body was sullied… But when the words reached her lips, everything condensed into one simple sentence.
The Black Sea Clan could not possibly allow all eighteen thousand or more of its cultivators to be struck out of existence by this Nine Heavens Thunder Tribulation.
Sure enough, before long, the mangled body of the Black Tortoise slowly restored itself, without leaving so much as a scar.
The entire bow was as red as if it had been scorched by fire. A mighty force spread from it in every direction, vast and overwhelming.
Judging from Second Young Master Qi’s words just now, Fei’er’s symptoms truly did resemble pregnancy.
The might of that power, the weight of that pressure—this was the strongest and most oppressive sensation Mu Yun had ever experienced in his life.
Without looking back, Zhou Chi knew that turning around now would be the stupidest thing he could do. Even if he saw what was happening behind him, what good would it do? By the time he turned, someone would already have driven a weapon into his body and sent him to heaven to drink tea with the Lord of Light.
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