Volume One, Chapter 75: Testing the Medicine

Inside the quarantine zone, the patients groaned in agony. The air was thick with the pungent scent of medicine and the unpleasant odor emanating from their bodies. Yet with Wang Changrong overseeing things, even an army would be of no use. Moreover, this was an era ruled by law—no one could act recklessly.

Ming Jun looked at Lucius in terror, but, seeing Lucius’ calm expression, he felt a chill run down his spine.

That figure looked up, noticed Han Feng’s arrival, pouted, and turned away.

The Sword Demon’s ninth Celestial Palace was unlike that of an ordinary Celestial Venerable. In truth, Ling Dao’s two bodies already possessed nine Celestial Palaces each; the Sword Demon’s ninth was actually the tenth. Once he achieved the rank of Supreme Celestial Venerable, Ling Dao’s name would surely resound across the Three Thousand Domains.

Two days later, far to the south in the border town of Luoyun in the Heavenly Star Empire, two shadowy figures quietly arrived.

Fang Yun mused. His visit to Xier City was mostly to deal with Yang Hong’s harassment. He hadn’t intended to eradicate any sects—that sort of concern was not something a General of the North needed to worry about.

“Demon Lord, these three places are the crucial nodes. You need to attack all three at once,” Xianglong Daoist suddenly emerged from the wooden hut, marking the three moving array nodes. As the formation shifted, so did his marks.

On the other side, Qin Jin halted his retreat and stared coldly at the cloud of dust and smoke.

At that moment, his entire body was shrouded in a layer of icy mist, a trace of cold blood seeping from the corner of his mouth. His face was pale and frosty.

After flying for more than ten minutes, they encountered several flame giants. None proved a match, and so they pressed on, when suddenly a thunderous roar erupted ahead—a colossal giant, formed entirely of fire and several dozen yards tall, strode forward.

“Junior Brother, have they been poisoned?” Qing Feng, now composed, realized something was wrong with everyone.

Jin Yi gently wiped away the filth and putrid water from Bai Yuzhen’s body, cleaning her piece by piece. In that moment, the carnal thoughts that had gripped his mind vanished without a trace; he was wholly absorbed in washing away every speck of dirt from her.

“That won’t do. Running for student council president is especially important for me this time. The school said they’d waive the council president’s tuition for a year,” Sun Qiao paid no mind to Duan Ke knowing about this. After all, Duan Ke was well aware of her circumstances. Toward her idol, Sun Qiao had no intention of hiding anything.

But she was not a native, and from the background information provided by the main system, she knew that in the current Hua nation, early marriage and childbirth were common. Many in the countryside married at sixteen or seventeen; city dwellers waited a bit longer, but most wed at eighteen or nineteen.

The harvest was almost ready—she couldn’t be transferred now. Otherwise, who would manage everything here?

“Zhang Baolong, curse your ancestors!” Zhang Baocheng leapt from the ground in a rage, cursing loudly.

Having made up his mind, Bai Qi ordered the soldiers to disarm the surrendered men and reward them with fine wine and meat.

“Get out of my way!” She didn’t even want to look at him. Gritting her teeth, her stubborn face full of disdain, she kicked her legs and stood up on her own.

She’d nearly gone to bed to rest, only for a pursuit squad with a red-eyed hound to show up, almost costing her half her life.

“Loving you makes my heart race, yet you’re out of reach. I try to sketch you but cannot capture your bones. I remember your expression—it’s my devotion in waiting. My heart is willing to give up everything for you…” Her cherry lips parted, and even as the final note faded, everyone remained entranced.