Chapter 56: A Night of Spring Passion

"Doctor, I'm Guan Zhixun's partner," the woman said anxiously, tears streaming down her face. "These last two days, he keeps complaining of headaches and fatigue. Even after sleeping all day, he still feels exhausted. What’s wrong with him?"

"These are clear symptoms of a stroke," Qiao Muting replied hurriedly, his hands never pausing in their work.

Qian Lai quickly followed, gently pulling the woman aside to comfort her.

"Auntie, please don't worry. Right now, we don’t have the necessary equipment for emergency treatment. Our Doctor Qiao intends to use traditional Chinese medicine—"

Feng Li, showing no courtesy, crossed his arms and watched him fumble hastily with his clothes.

Speaking of which, the three princes were truly ruthless; on the very first day of camp, they didn’t allow the new recruits a moment’s rest before ordering them to begin standing at attention for training.

Zhang Qingting felt a fierce throbbing at her temples, her heart pounding as if a drum was sounding inside her chest. She couldn't guess what the emperor was pondering with his distant gaze. Having expended all her courage in one burst, she now felt the cold sweat soaking her back. Fearing she might truly anger him and meet a fatal end with her child, she fell silent, not daring to utter another word.

Thus, the Northern Army’s understanding of the southern desert was no less than that of the Xiongnu—perhaps even greater. The Qin army had conducted detailed surveys and mapped the region, providing generals with resources for their campaigns. Every mountain, river, and stream was roughly marked, creating extremely favorable conditions for surprise attacks.

Qingya, I promise you, if there is another life after this, I will live it for myself. I will never again let those I care for get hurt.

Huo Tong narrowed her eyes, watching the sudden change in Feng Mo. The smile in her violet gaze faded, replaced at last by a look of earnest seriousness.

Yet, after resting for a while with her eyes closed, the white snake, regaining some strength, coiled her tail around the white egg and dragged it toward the forest.

The power of a mid-ninth tier seemed insufficient to cast a spell; such magic required immense strength. At this level, not even a half-finished spell could be formed—perhaps not even the spell’s mark itself.

"Brothers, the Sorcerers have gone too far—let’s show them the might of our demon clan," the white flood dragon called to his kin behind him.

Within this canyon, there was much to be done and all the necessary facilities were present, but the most important function was the fair competition among heroes from different dimensions, all bound by unified rules.

"You wish to submit to me?" he asked coldly, looking down at Lady Wol, who twisted softly in his arms like a serpent.

When Lin Feng arrived at Tang Cat Ramen House, he saw an electronic billboard outside, playing a loop of the restaurant’s signature dishes and highlights of Tang Cat’s famous beer-opening skills.

Ye Fanxing nursed a grudge, wishing she could cut off Nan Huaicheng’s hand using her all-purpose knife, sharp as if it could slice iron like mud.

After speaking, Dong Ba immediately picked up his phone and called for help. The alarm rang out, and the sound of hurried footsteps echoed from outside.

"I didn’t expect you to be so kind," Ji Qing said, sensing Ye Feng’s nervousness as he kept channeling his energy for her. On the brink of life and death, a weak smile appeared on her lips.

Most of the official trainees assumed that Zhang Tie, like themselves, was just another regular recruit at the training camp.

After finishing, Li Ke waved them off, signaling that they needn’t follow, and went off to find Cobra. His request was straightforward: he wanted the two participants to agree to get vaccinated. He hadn’t paid attention to a word in the first few minutes, but the latter part caught his notice.

The thing that most irked the scouts was losing to opponents they never thought could stand a chance.

"What happened back then..." As Tang Yan touched upon those memories, he seemed unable to control his emotions. That period was simply too dark for the siblings.

The stone lock hit the ground with a low thud, snapping the three stunned children back to reality. All three, wearing complex expressions, stared at Zhang Tie as he walked toward them.