Volume 1, Chapter 43: Did They Run on You?

Alchemist Xu shook his head. "My disciple still lacks a bit of refinement. Given another month or more, perhaps he would be able to refine a Tier 3 high-grade medicinal pill."

Princess Gaoyang choked back a sob, then quickly recovered her previous tone and roared at Fang Dabao, who had not yet stepped through the doorway.

The setting sun still shone into Zhang Kecheng's ward, casting a warm orange hue upon the white sheets and quilt. At a glance, it looked somewhat serene and beautiful.

Fang Zilong could not help but sigh with emotion that the Great Tang was truly worthy of being the premier dynasty in Chinese history, and Emperor Taizong of Tang was indeed another emperor for the ages, following right after the First Emperor of Qin and Emperor Wu of Han.

The winter night always arrived exceptionally early. Beneath the thick layer of accumulated snow, all creation was silent; in the vast expanse of Mobei, not even the sound of an insect could be found. Within the ink-wash-like cold night, a pair of eerie, emerald lights drifted near the encampments of the three tribes.

As for the losses brought to Heqiu City by the Fire Flood-Dragon Beast, Chen Yunye stated that the Chen family would cover all of them, even though the incident had nothing to do with the Chen family.

When the time actually came to leave home, Fu Xunxun became reluctant instead, pulling on Lin Jialing's hands and crying incessantly while making a fuss and wanting her mother.

In the worlds of ACGN, fandom circles, and foreign social media platforms, they all had accounts, frequently lingering there to seek out like-minded friends and pass the time. It seemed that words of praise on the internet slipped off the tongue so effortlessly.

Those people scrambled up from the ground, all casting fearful gazes toward the Nether Immortal Sword in Chen Yubao's hand.

Indeed, she had used medicinal pills to force her way up to the Heavenly Stage Great Completion. Originally, Xiao Fan could not see through her strength, which must have been due to some breath-concealing technique.

"And what happened after that?" Han Yunyun was already eager to know how the story developed.

After Mu Yuan left, Mu Xue carefully pondered the matter of the Empress Dowager's birthday banquet. Given her current situation of having made many enemies, she would definitely have to perform.

Just ten days prior, Nie Zheng had informed Shada that his beast pet had completed its evolution, and recounted the story between them. Only after weighing the strength of the Golden-Scaled Dragon Badger did Shada possess the courage and boldness to go head-to-head with the Wuji Sect.

As for Chen Yanfei, she had only been elevated to the status of a concubine a few days prior. Although she hated Yu Ruyan, upon hearing her begging for copper coins in the garden, her heart at the time was merely set on winning Murong Lingzhi's favor; she certainly would not have gone out of her way to murder Gu Qing'er right after becoming a concubine, as that defied all logic.

If every single song on an album truly turned out to be a classic, then the classic songs stored within Ye Xuan's mind might just run out.

Due to their harsh living environment, dwarves were now a rare sight on the Dalaran Continent, and they were universally recognized as the finest blacksmiths. He had not expected to find so many of them here.

Tang Xin subsequently felt Qin Jian's wandering paws acting rather unruly all over her body, and even his torso was rubbing back and forth against her chest.

Mu Yan affectionately patted Mu Xue's back, signaling her not to be afraid. This scene deeply provoked the others present.

"Hehe, you will understand once you go and comprehend it later." The senior brother said to his junior sister with a pampering tone.

Xiao Xiang's mood was also quite pleasant. Ever since his mother, Yan Ruohua, had been reprimanded and sent away by the Old Lady Yan last time, she could not look upon this child with any favor no matter how hard she tried. Several times, Xiao Xiang had wanted to bring the child back for his parents to take a look, only to be flatly refused with warnings that the child had not a single dime of a relationship with the Xiao family.

Guan Yu was somewhat more composed. Although killing intent was already brewing between the openings and closings of his eyes, today was his fourth younger brother's joyous wedding day, which was unsuitable for bloodshed. Thus, Guan Yu could only forcefully suppress his killing intent.

Watching Pang Degong strumming the qin and chanting the Classic of Poetry by the riverside, Chen Yuan could not help feeling a twinge of envy.