Volume 1, Chapter 22: Slapping Someone Feels Way Too Good

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“You...” Xue Hun wanted to argue, but found himself at a loss for words. His hand remained suspended in the air for a long moment before slowly lowering, his face filled with melancholy.

The sergeant suddenly understood. He told his companions not to drink the water here anymore, but they had brought very little water with them. In the desert, one needed to consume a great deal of water each day to maintain the body’s functions. Without water, they probably would not last more than a few days.

Their most urgent task was to purchase a supply of anti-inflammatory medicine nearby. Ye Fei and Annie chose tobramycin, also known as Anxin or Topmycin. It was an aminoglycoside antibiotic used to treat a variety of bacterial infections, especially those caused by gram-negative bacteria, and was remarkably effective.

Just who was that Long Xiang? How could even Oliver have failed to kill him? Luo Xinghua rapidly analyzed the truth of the matter in his mind. Judging from Volcano’s expression, however, there was no reason for him to lie. Oliver was certainly dead.

After reaching the Five-Star Heavenly Punishment Realm, each subsequent advancement required several times as much time as the one before it.

The young man’s expression had remained unchanged from beginning to end. He had never lost in a battle to the death, and he had never been afraid. If that Fat Buddha truly dared to make a move, he would dare to sever the man’s head on the spot.

Li Weiguo held something resembling a gua sha board. After comparing its size, he pressed it down and pushed it back and forth, loosening the clump of ligaments that had gathered together.

“This... this...” Shao Yilong was utterly speechless. The Nine Heavens had been founded by him with his own hands, and he had not even taken on a disciple yet. What he was witnessing, however, was simply impossible for him to believe.

Xiao Xuefeng suggested using an ointment. Annie proposed an injection, while Black Pearl reserved judgment. Based on their suggestions, Ye Fei compared the two methods and discovered that although the ointment acted more slowly, it was safer than an injection. After all, once active cells were injected into the body, they might fuse with the capillaries and cause an allergic reaction or unnecessary aftereffects.

“Isn’t she just a doctor? No matter how famous she is, she’s still only a doctor. Am I, the young master of the Murong family, really unable to afford a doctor?” Murong Chong snarled. If he ever saw Banxia again, he would certainly not let the matter go. She had actually injured him so badly.

With a slight movement of his body, the power of the Witch God burst forth from Huo Ziyin’s body and slowly condensed into the phantom image of an ancient Witch God. It had the head of a dragon and the body of a man, bird wings on its back, and a serpent’s tail below the waist.

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But none of this mattered to Lin Yichen. “Speak to me properly, and I’ll treat your disciple. If you don’t want to speak to me properly, then fine. Leave.”

Lin Xueyao had also wanted to stop caring so much about Mo Li, but he simply could not do it. This left Lin Xueyao deeply disappointed in himself. It was the first time he had ever lost control. At the very least, in the past, he had never changed himself for anyone.

Liu Zhanqing, who was editing a post on Weibo with his phone, could not help shivering when he saw this scene. In his heart, he found himself praying that Lin Yichen would not die too miserably.

Watching Mo Li’s retreating figure, Qiao Linger pounded the ground fiercely, entirely ignoring the sympathetic pain shooting through her hand.

Cang Dantai did not wait for Prince Shu, Dantai Hongguang, to say anything more. He walked out tremblingly. When he reached the palace doors, he quietly gave an order, instructing the commander of the guards that no one was to leave the Harmony Palace without his permission.

Looking at his calm, composed face in the mirror, I felt that this lonely man, who needed someone to care for him, was being so steadfastly kind to me. If I left, I would be betraying the sincerity of his heart. But this was the Demon Realm—not a place one could leave simply because one wished to.

“Come, come, come. I heard you were coming, so I specially stewed some chicken soup for you. Have a taste of my cooking.” Qiu Ying was dressed casually in comfortable home clothes. Wearing gloves, she carried out a clay casserole. It was clearly a carefully chosen one, bought specifically for cooking.

When everyone heard this, they exchanged glances. They understood what Yu Jin meant: Emperor Yuning did not have much time left, so there was no need to escalate the situation now.

Everyone could feel the pressure in the surrounding air, with the Master bearing the brunt of it. This also caused the Master to smile somewhat dejectedly. From beginning to end, he had never managed to fight the Great Emperor Pangu head-on—and he had still lost.

An Tianwei bore more than half the responsibility for matters becoming what they were. He had deliberately pushed everything in this direction.

Still, since it had been taken from her, she could not be bothered to retrieve it. In any case, even if the Nine-Headed Serpent had taken it, it would remain on Earth. As long as the Cosmic Cube was on Earth, Loki would definitely come there.

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They formed a battle formation on horseback, allowing them to fire while moving at any moment. Whether fighting as they retreated or pursuing an enemy in the wake of victory, they were fully capable of doing so. They could advance or withdraw at will, giving them an overwhelming advantage. Thus, although the formation’s power was reduced, its overall strength was still enhanced.

Dan Chen spoke softly, but his words sent shock waves through the minds of the ten Void Core experts from the Great Yin Dynasty. They had thought that invoking the name of the Great Yin Dynasty would solve everything. They had not expected Dan Chen to show the slightest regard for it.

“All right, all right. You get some sleep first. Daddy will go prepare something for you to eat.” The doctor beamed with joy, though he was also somewhat at a loss. He was completely immersed in the happiness of seeing the child finally regain consciousness.

“You’ve got to be kidding. Is the Central Lands really a place where such demons from beyond civilization dare to run wild?”

This was precisely what concerned Dan Chen. After all, even with the time-acceleration field of a seventh-tier arcane formation, it would be far too astonishing if he managed to leave this place after only seven or eight days.

Once the three cities had been established and each had stabilized, they would inevitably develop a competitive relationship. After reaching a certain point, the three cities might even erupt into war. Although battlefields were cruel, there was no doubt that war could promote development—for humanity as well as for the world.

Yet time had still changed certain things. For instance, they had all grown more mature, and reminiscing about the past now brought a sigh of emotion.

Wang Guodong’s words were like a heavy hammer, pounding fiercely against my heart. Thinking it over carefully, I realized that he was right. Yes—if I truly had the fate to marry An Qiqi one day, would I not only end up ruining her life?