Volume 1, Chapter 55: Er-ya, Targeted by Her Reborn Step-sister in a Retro-Setting 14

In the courtyard next door.

After waking up from her faint in the afternoon, Zhang Rui's very first task was to boil water and take a bath.
She immersed herself in a wooden tub for a full hour, scrubbing herself inside and out until her skin was rubbed raw.
Back in that dilapidated shack, Yang Guodong's emotional state had been deeply abnormal. To save her own life, she had endured the nausea and submitted to him.

While managing the hospital by day, Jane continued her research on those cyan molds in the research center after work. Although she could not fathom how Tang Yunyang had come to know about these molds in the first place, her research had already made some headway, proving that this was a viable approach.

As more and more men—referred to as the "Sons of Zion"—underwent military training, the strength here grew progressively greater. Though not yet powerful enough to resist the British forces, the British, in order to appease them, consented to let them maintain public order within their own territory using their own militia.

This time, Zhang Huaming did not confront the flame beast head-on, as that would merely have been a futile waste of energy. Sweeping his distinct black-and-white Yin-Yang eyes across the surroundings, he suddenly spotted a passage not far off to the left. A thought flashed through Zhang Huaming's mind; pulling Han Wei with him, he dodged the flame beast's attack and darted into the passage.

"Luo Fei, by launching a sneak attack on the cargo ships of the Huaxing Association, you have violated the rules of the underworld and challenged the majesty of the Association. If you fail to provide a reasonable explanation at the summit, the Huaxing Association will be irreconcilable with you." Tang Zisheng, whose face had always worn a genial smile, flared up in a rare display of anger.

Tang Feng could tell that it was Ji Wuliang on the other end of the line. From his voice alone, Tang Feng could deduce that Ji Wuliang's condition had improved significantly; his breath was full and his voice resonated, entirely unlike the previous period when every word had been accompanied by wheezing gasps.

Half a day passed, and just as everyone was speculating how China would respond, a spokesperson for the Chinese military appeared before the media in the afternoon to announce an explosive piece of news: China would hold military exercises in the Pacific Ocean ten days later.

Just after turning the corner out of the school gates, he ran into several young men who idly hung around the streets all day, and they grabbed the handlebars of his bicycle.

Despite Shang Qi hiding off to the side, Li哲隆 (Li Zhelong) continually dragged her along to offer toasts with him. Shang Qi's rustic and unpolished appearance began to draw the attention of the crowd. For a time, the guests grew curious about her identity.

If Zhang Huaming's guess was correct, the dragon's eyes of this giant beast should be the vital pulse point of the entire restriction. As long as those dragon eyes were destroyed, the restriction of the Divine Dragon Monument would instantly lose its effect.

"There's no need to overthink it; I simply like him!" A faint blush flashed across Tang Zhiyun's face as she finished, though it was barely noticeable due to her complexion.

Ji Fa paused in his actions, staring intently into the distance, ready to issue commands at any moment. Yet upon looking closer, he made a new discovery.

"So everything I did and said yesterday, you saw it all?" Qi Tianhao could not help but frown.

Another point was the sheer density of the spiritual energy here, which was easily equal to—if not greater than—the outside immortal realms. Cultivating here would undoubtedly yield twice the results with half the effort compared to the outside world.

Over the course of a few days, even Daji herself could hit seven or eight out of ten targets within a hundred meters. Although lugging the clay pellets was rather heavy, she still aimed and fired, thoroughly enjoying herself.

Her arm was still throbbing with a dull ache. Rolling up her sleeve, she discovered that where she had been bitten, a deep impression of teeth had long since appeared.

Fan Xueyi followed Divine Lord Zishuozhe halfway around the waist of the mountain, stepping out of the forest. The chiming sound of flowing water drifted back and forth through the mountains, adding a touch of vibrancy to the silent and chillingly desolate snowy day.

The Demonic Sovereign of Annihilating Heaven, Ye Xuanji, smiled and said, "You fellow, you certainly have a sweet tongue." With that, his figure flickered and transformed into a rainbow, flying out the window and vanishing into the horizon in a flash.