Chapter 38 Moonlight Herb

After finalizing the details of her collaboration with Luo Yan, Shen Qinghe handed over all the spirit plants she had brought and left the shop with a pouch heavy with spirit stones. Walking along the bustling streets of the market, she instinctively touched the storage bag at her waist, feeling the weight of the spirit stones within, and couldn’t help but let a smile curl at her lips.

“Since I’m here, I might as well see if there are any suitable cultivation manuals,” she mused inwardly, resuming her wandering among the market stalls, which displayed a dazzling array of jade slips.

Ever since that time Chen Feng had taken her soaring through the skies, she had accepted all the remarkable things he did without further astonishment. She took the sweatband with her left hand and fastened it securely over Chen Feng’s eyes, leaving not the slightest gap.

At the very moment the soldiers aboard the landing craft came under fierce attack, the infantry vehicles—those “straw sandals” making landfall—were inevitably targeted as well.

“Though innate cultivation techniques are rare, they are not so rare as people think. Countless hidden sects possess them, though the world at large remains unaware. As for why innate masters on the Qiji Continent all conceal their identities, the reasons are many and complicated,” Sage Qian said slowly.

“To seek vengeance, one need not always act personally.” A calm voice suddenly sounded behind him.

Hearing that she was to perform on the spot, the American bride, Lily, let out an excited cry. She covered her bright red lips with her hand, blue eyes sparkling with enthusiasm.

After those harrowing days and nights, let us now return to the eve of the hearing.

Molotov, tense, uttered several “of course” in a row. Facing Tang Yunyang, the bloodthirsty “Eagle of Satan,” his large head could come up with no better solution. With the muzzle pressed to his head, even swallowing became difficult.

Though Wu Qianlian was shocked, her counterpart’s actions triggered an instinctive reaction.

The gambling bowl was revealed: two, three, four, and nine—high numbers. The gamblers gasped in astonishment. The middle-aged man, trembling, took the winnings, nodded fiercely at Chen Feng, and left without looking back.

After some negotiation, Feng Yang departed with Ming Yue, while the old lady and Ning Yuan’s carriage set off one after the other, heading straight for the intersection of Hongpei Avenue and Xiaodong Street.

“Has anything changed at the Ouyang ancestral house?!” After hearing Dong Muya’s words, Xia Qiu suddenly felt a ray of sunshine sneak into her heart, sweeping away all the melancholy brought by the rain.

Lin Feng had not visited many bars before and had never seen a pole dance, so naturally he intended to stay and join the fun.

But when she saw Bai He actually picking food for Lin Feng—and the fellow accepting it so nonchalantly—her mood immediately soured. Was he really so casual, eating whatever anyone offered him?

The raging force of the fist gathered into a vortex beneath the Fierce Gaze Fist, emitting piercingly sharp gusts that seemed to distort even space itself.

This supreme powerhouse of the Celestial Hound Clan stayed silent, refusing to respond, fearing that a single word might implicate his entire race.

“Qiongqi is indeed a huge problem. Once awakened, it will rival the revival of a Sage King, its power nearly that of a Great Sage,” the Heavenly Dragon said, brow deeply furrowed.

Halfway along the road, Hongye awoke, but her body was so weak she couldn’t even cry for help. In this state, she could only be slung over someone’s shoulder like a sack.

“Miss!” Seeing Su Fengnuan remain silent, Qian Han saw the icy expression on her face and the frost emanating from her, and felt a biting chill as he approached. Growing anxious, he called out to her twice more, raising his voice.

She wanted to enter the palace directly through the top floor window, only to find it locked tight. No matter how she tried, it wouldn’t budge. Helpless, she circled Xuanmiao Palace once, but found every window the same. She thought to herself: It seems the only way inside is through the front gate.