Chapter 44: There Is No Distinction Between Men and Women in Medicine

“Bastard! I’m going to kill Wu Feng Zixiang!” The man known as Tianxia had always had a fiery temper, and upon hearing Wu Feng Zixiang’s almost blatant threat, his fury surged past all limits. Without hesitation, he gripped his dragon-head saber and made to storm into the Ancient Martial Alliance’s defensive circle. In such a moment, Ling Yun naturally stepped forward to stop him.

The opposition’s mid-lane, already low on health from Viktor’s relentless assault, was finished off by Jhin’s two shots. Even though Twitch had picked up a Split Bow, his ability to hold the line was barely adequate; with such low health, he simply had to retreat.

After enduring the socializing for half the day, she was growing weary. She grabbed a drink, ready to find a quiet spot to rest for a while.

Although his heart yearned for the fabled, miraculous Fountain of Life, Lin Tao had to admit that Jiang Wubian’s considerations were the most sound.

Even Wu Di, the highly regarded advisor from Tang Media, couldn’t quite fathom the subtle intricacies at play.

Lin Anqi found that everything she thought about seemed to come true—except, ironically, when she prayed for it.

The blade of the saber was slightly curved and slender, gleaming brightly. Wasn’t this the same kind of katana so often seen on television?

“Hey, look, isn’t that Lin Tao? We haven’t seen him in ages—why is he here today of all days?” a curious student asked a friend nearby.

“How should I know? Brother Yihan didn’t mention anything to me, and anyway, who’s to say the filming is even real?” Lin Yuner replied with a laugh.

Collapsing onto the sun-baked stone slab, Young Master Ye’s face was full of exasperation. He unconsciously opened his attribute panel, clicking around aimlessly.

A Gu Witch’s rank is determined by the number and quality of insects she can summon. Most nourish their insects within themselves; the creatures drink the witch’s blood and grow inside her.

The Maritime Trade Office was the state agency managing external commerce, with many of its functions akin to the customs office in the main world—collecting tariffs, hunting down smugglers, and so on.

Lei Hu was also staring at Xuan Xing in surprise. He was certain he had never seen this person before, but on closer inspection, there was something vaguely familiar—though he still couldn’t place who the man was.

With the Fourth Young Master caught between shame, anger, fear, and dread, Granny Ge pointed to the main entrance, signaling him to leave the Golden Hairpin Hall.

Yu Xiu declared with authority, “Don’t give me any maybes. Take everything back for analysis before you speak!” After saying this, even his own expression darkened.

The Jin Kingdom’s navy, already prepared for transport, had nearly a hundred large ships anchored in neat formation on the waters near the Qu County docks, with three vessels moored end-to-end at the wharf.

The youth in blue had only just advanced to level two in primal force, and among the students at the Shuiyun Federation Primal Force Academy, his abilities were already at the top.

“Accept reality…” Black Pearl seemed about to say more, but Hong Lian quickly grabbed her arm. If this girl kept talking, Qin Mu’s group would be forced to accept reality, and the whole lot of them would end up discussing life and death on the Bridge of Regret.

In the days that followed, Zhou Chao encountered no uninvited visitors or other disturbances, passing his time peacefully until the official opening day of Jiangxia Academy arrived.

Of course, they could also go help; after witnessing Yi Tianyun’s power, they knew he could devour others’ star force to make himself stronger.

The Inner Peaks were actually a region within the Divine Land, filled with countless mountains—so many that there were peaks within peaks, hence the name.

“Alright, I’ll go,” He Jingxuan steeled himself. “At most, Father will just put on airs, scold me a bit, vent his anger—sometimes a dutiful son must make sacrifices.” Besides, he was the only son; there really was no one else to take the blame.

They had never imagined they could escape that place and see the outside world. Not only that, but to even join Yi Tianyun’s faction made them happy beyond measure.

The other Immortal Lords, though well aware of the situation, all pretended indifference, keeping their distance.

With a slow, unhurried manner, every word struck this fellow’s weak spot, and sure enough, he quickly became fawning. “My ancestor, Young Master He, I’ll carry him, I’ll carry him… I swear I, Shen Er, will never trouble Young Lord Lin again in this lifetime…” This time, he’d really run into a tough one.

He planned to construct an exclusive teleportation array in the Sea Emperor’s Palace, linking it directly to Volcano Island. That way, the two strongholds could support each other—if one was attacked, reinforcements could rush in from the other, and it also offered a backup escape route.

On the other side, vitality was surging in Yang Yaren. The thin layer of frost on her skin slowly melted away, turning into chill that retreated back into her body.

Clearly, in those three days, Lu Yifan had left these prisoners with a profound psychological shadow.

Ye Fan leaped straight out the window, still able to feel Qin Mengyao’s dissatisfaction from afar. She had wanted to spend some intimate time with him in her room.

After falling, Xu Chang’an found himself utterly unable to move, no matter how he tried. As the demon god floated overhead, even his urge to struggle faded. This raw, cowardly display plunged Xu Chang’an into utter despair.