Chapter 48: Dividing the Provisions

After the autumn harvest ended, there was little work left to do. Everyone formed groups to gather mountain produce and chop firewood in preparation for the winter.

The five of them entered the back mountain together. Mu Xingjue and Xu Xingyu went to chop wood. Snow began falling here as early as October and wouldn’t cease until spring arrived around March. During these nearly six months, the heated brick beds had to be kept burning every day.

If the firewood ran short in temperatures that dipped below minus ten degrees Celsius, it would be a matter of life and death.

Such relentless, round-the-clock burning of the beds required constant vigilance.

Niu Cheng’s keen observations and sharp senses, along with his exceptional eyesight, truly exemplified the notion of a hidden master among common folk.

Given this, the Holy Son did not hesitate. From Truppe’s hand, he took the elixir and swallowed it. As expected, Suhe’s elixir was miraculous. Not long after ingestion, the Holy Son’s aura visibly strengthened. Though it had not yet returned to its original peak, it was markedly better than before.

“Brother Yun Yuan, that fellow has left. What shall we do now?” Murong Tianlan asked, watching as the Xianmen disciples left behind this message before departing.

Huo Yanyang swiftly took Elder Lin Taishang and vanished into the void. Without Elder Lin, the Grand Elders could not instantly dismantle all the formations. With the Yan family’s prior intelligence, Zi Yun Yuan had long anticipated Elder Lin’s mastery of formations and had instructed Huo Yanyang to distract him from the outset.

“I’m going to buy breakfast. What do you want to eat?” Wang Anying interrupted, sensing that further discussion would yield no result.

Zi Yun Yuan’s eyes narrowed slightly as a black deathly aura spread from him. A faint shadow of the Grim Reaper appeared behind him, and a chilling sense of death enveloped the two assassins.

Seeing the sly and cunning Prime Minister suddenly look a decade older, Dantai Liuying felt a pang of guilt.

The monsters, clearly stunned by the sudden loss of their fighting will, crawled on the ground, clutching the flying shuttle’s body with their claws to stabilize themselves.

“Father asked if Minister Jiuqing knew his mistake—was it because of the dog’s fur triggering Sister’s sudden symptoms, or because the matter wasn’t thoroughly investigated?” Before Mo Haotian could reply, Mo Jiuqing continued.

This was a secret base; those visiting the newspaper station were all undercover soldiers, and exposure was impossible except at critical moments.

Shen Mengxi and the bearded man were furious, glaring at everyone but unwilling to speak further. Fortunately, many sect leaders despised the situation but still remembered their pride as members of the human race.

This was impossible. Did he possess some special skill? Or had he consumed some profound elixir? If it was an elixir, it wouldn’t last long; if a cultivation technique, perhaps it would endure a bit longer, but not by much.

The reversal of heaven and earth—wasn’t this the ability to turn all incoming attacks back on the opponent?

Upon entering, Lin Chengwu’s face looked like pig’s liver, his brows etched with anxiety. Clearly, something serious had happened.

He spoke, releasing a powerful aura. Chang Sheng immediately understood he was speaking the truth.

My method of questioning seems to have had a fatal flaw from the start. Perhaps I should have introduced it more gradually, ideally involving Chu Yueying.

“Song Tianling!” At the school gate, Song Tianling, who was waiting anxiously for news of Shen Xu’s death, was startled by the thunderous shout and quickly turned around.

Now danger was everywhere. The support moved first, attempting to assassinate He Xuan. Recognizing the severity of the move, He Xuan decisively teleported away, causing the opponent’s support to miss entirely.

The creation of Iron Man had long been part of He Xuan’s plan. After so many days of constructing robots, he had accumulated vast experience with Zero. Hence, the DNA within He Xuan stirred.

Facing the united accusation from the three great ninja villages, Sarutobi Hiruzen’s expression grew increasingly grim. He cast a pleading glance toward Rosha, signaling him to come forward and speak on his behalf.