Volume 1, Chapter 65: Sponsoring Li Shizhen for the Publication of Compendium of Materia Medica

"Elder Li, here are the silver notes. Please help me exchange all of them for gold," Xia Jingtian said, holding the notes.

Because Xia Jingtian could not leave the medical clinic, and the silver notes given to him by Zhang Juzheng would be no different than blank paper if they were not cashed at a silver firm, Xia Jingtian wanted Li Shizhen to go out and withdraw the two hundred taels of gold, which was by no means a small sum.

"These are gold notes worth two hundred taels. Aren't you afraid my father might run away with the gold?" Li Zixuan asked out of curiosity.

"I trust Elder Li's character! He would never do such a thing," Xia Jingtian said with a firm expression.

"Divine Doctor Xia, you can trust me, I will help you get it, but you..."

Zhao Nizhou had never seen Chaos, but he had witnessed their power, and he could already sense people swarming in like a flood, especially in the sky, where a black line had already appeared.

"It seems the strength of these fellows is indeed extraordinary. Look at the ice surface; there is residual current everywhere, which is clearly caused by moving currents," said Ge Wangjian.

Among them, Sun Monkey was holding back a massive amount of frustration and directly unleashed his divine might. "Grandpa Sun is going to settle accounts with you today!" His huge golden-hooped rod began to swing wildly and indiscriminately.

In other words, the profound Qi contained in a single Spirit-Transforming Pill was at least comparable to the effect of cultivating in the Qi Cultivation Pagoda for fifteen days.

At dawn, clear light pierced through the eaves, shining directly upon a face that had not slept all night. Helian Chenxuan decided to go meet an old friend. Even for the sake of the man thousands of miles away who shared the same bloodline, he had to go see her.

The youth in red naturally restrained them. Although these low-tier spirit beasts were stronger than ordinary mortal martial artists, before the youth in red, they were nothing more than slightly stronger ants. They could put up no resistance whatsoever, instantly turning into ice sculptures. With a single flick from the youth in red, all those ice sculptures shattered completely.

After looking at this dagger, I didn't even bother looking at the other two pieces of equipment. After hastily putting the gear away, I crushed the town-recall scroll in my hand.

The previous fantastical aurora had vanished, but the boundless snow-capped ice mountains, the fluttering snow filling the sky, and the full moon hanging seemingly within arm's reach in the horizon still formed an exquisite view.

When I picked up that pale red lightweight armor, the fanatical look I had just worn upon seeing the qualification certificate appeared in my eyes once more. Thinking about it, it was hardly strange; qualification certificates could only be owned by those who met the conditions, whereas equipment was something everyone adored. Comparing the two, equipment was undoubtedly far more fascinating.

Li Moran held the necklace in his hand, preparing to let Ye Xiaomei try it on. But just as the necklace was draped around Ye Xiaomei's neck, he caught the reflection of a familiar figure in the display window.

In the hall, a crowd knelt in neat rows. Seated on the dais was a man draped in a bright yellow brocade robe. At this moment, his eyes were closed, and his slender fingers stroked his forehead back and forth, his clear brow furrowed into a knot.

"Imperial Father," Leng Xianning called out softly, throwing herself into his arms and refusing to leave as she lingered on his lap.

Li Moran, however, paid no mind at all, accepting all the gifts they gave and signaling to those people with his eyes.

"Let me tell you, come with me to my room and we'll talk," Xiao Linger said, pulling Xie Xing'er toward her own room.

Xiao Ran had never played chess with anyone other than Ruan Mingyue, and his fingers were itching with desire. He thought to himself that it might be just the right time for a match with him, which would certainly be more interesting than sitting here making idle chatter.

Hearing these words, Ye Xiaomei felt a sweet warmth bubble up in her heart. They said Yunnan was a place that made romance even more wonderful, and it seemed that notion was right.

However, Wudang County had existed since the Han Dynasty, and since the end of the Han era, it had been a sanctuary for those seeking immortals and studying the Dao. Therefore, Liu Mu also intended to pay a visit, though he would consider turning back if the path proved too treacherous.

Hu Die said petulantly, "Isn't that obvious nonsense? If I were buying a Mercedes-Benz, would I still need to call you?"

Her words left Ye Zheng utterly baffled. It sounded as though it were all his fault, when clearly she was the one who had barged into his room and lifted his blanket.

At the end of the third quarter, the Pistons still held an eighteen-point lead over their opponents, the Kings, at 93 to 75. In the third quarter, Zhou Yi played nearly the entire frame, scoring 12 points. Although his scoring was slightly lower than before, he orchestrated the Pistons' overall offense, dishing out 4 assists in this period.

"Eldest Imperial Brother, who do you say is my..." She turned her gaze casually, but at that exact moment, she caught sight of Ye Lan's labored breathing and the hand clutching tightly at the fabric over his chest. A familiar scene rose before her eyes—it was the exact same state her mother Xuanji experienced when her heart affliction flared up, identical to Ye Lan at this moment.

"Name it! As long as it is within my power, I will surely agree!" Jiang Fan nodded and said with a smile.

That blood-colored spatial blade spun into the air and descended toward Jiang Fan from above. Not daring to be careless, Jiang Fan hurriedly executed the Spatial Phantom Technique, instantly manifesting six dimensions.

Instantly, Maomao's crystal-clear green eyes were filled with emotion. With a soft "meow," she hugged Ye Xielei's neck and rubbed her face against hers vigorously.

If the Tier 3 Gravity Spell were cast all at once, the duration would be ten seconds. However, Zhang Quan executed it gradually without severing his mental connection; as long as Zhang Quan wished to maintain it, twenty seconds or more was entirely possible.

When Chen Hao returned to the secret hideout, it was around 4:30 in the morning. After taking a casual cold shower, he leisurely carried an oil lamp back to his own room.

"Rong'er is my fiancée, and she truly looks a lot like you—virtually cut from the same mold. I will take you to see her shortly, and then you will understand what this is all about," Ye Zheng said.

Third Brother's mission was simple: take down the professionals guarding the entrance to this collection room.

"I will strictly obey the teacher's teachings." Chen Lotte bowed once more, then walked over to the corpse of the Azure-Eyed Vulture, retrieving a specialized vial for beast blood from his Qiankun pouch.

"Believe it or not, as you wish. I've said all that needs to be said." With a leap of his figure, Wu Chang darted out of the courtyard in the blink of an eye and vanished from sight.

After saying this, Gu Zongci told me, "Let's go," and took my hand as we walked away from the place.

The next moment, Cheng Lingyu's left foot came down, and the screaming Fire-Worshipping Cult expert violently exploded, turning into a mist of blood and scattering into nothingness, soul and spirit utterly destroyed.

Seeing Jin Cheng's retreating figure gradually disappear until he was entirely gone, the members of the Mo family slowly let out a breath of relief. Fortunately, this fellow had been forced back by Gai Nie.

Because Qingshu's inheritance was an ancient one, the phoenix he possessed was a true phoenix, unlike the dragons here. In Qingshu's eyes, the dragons here were merely a type of powerful magical beast that failed to ascend to a sacred level. He had never laid eyes on a true divine dragon.

The massive body of the Purple-Eyed Lion-Unicorn bore down upon them, cracking the ground and sending giant trees flying. A vast, ferocious might dispersed, sending chills straight down the spines of both the flying Chen Luo and Yan Yingying.