Chapter Fifty-Seven: The Capital

Su Wan’s eyelids twitched, and she hurried into the hospital room. “Grandpa!”
No one responded.
She instinctively opened the wardrobe, only to find that several pieces of clothing and the large bag used for packing clothes were missing.
A wave of unease surged in Su Wan’s heart. “Could he have run away from home?”
Chen Tianyu, used to such situations, quickly said, “You’d better go home and check. I’ll look around the hospital.”
Su Wan nodded and rushed home on her bike, but found nothing.
It was only after being injected with the genetic serum that she gained her current strength, comparable to the ninth rank. In her duel with Qin Li, she hadn’t gained the upper hand. Could it be that Qin Li’s strength had already reached the ninth rank?
The Ant King’s face was pale; it tried to expel the black radiance within, but found it impossible. That thing seemed to have clung to it.
Ruoli cursed inwardly, planted her longsword into the ground, and forced her unsteady body to stand. She felt truly unfortunate, having run into such a giant python.
The midnight gong echoed over the silent night sky of Qiantang County. The townspeople, weary from a long day, had already turned off their lights and gone to rest.
Elsewhere, the Holy Son of Gravity and the Holy Son of Ice were both startled by Li Qingfeng’s words.
Chu Yunlian, overwhelmed by pain, had her hand restrained by Yi Qianning. She opened her mouth and bit him. Yi Qianning gasped in pain and his body went rigid, but he gritted his teeth and endured it. He was afraid that Chu Yunlian might lose control from the pain and harm herself.
As Li Qingfeng left the arena after descending from the dueling platform, a gray-robed old man blocked his way.
Although Zhou Fusheng was the mastermind behind the auction, he had no say over the Buddhist Elixir, for it belonged to Chen Feng. Just as he was feeling caught in a dilemma, Chen Feng’s voice echoed in his mind, sending him a message.
From the look in the other’s eyes, he knew that a rift had already formed between them. Li Yongle was indifferent to the divide—if the other couldn’t see past this, it meant such a person was unfit to be a brother.
Moreover, that master’s strength was simply too overwhelming, his status far too lofty. If he appeared too early, the real drama couldn’t unfold. So Lou Xi told him to join her later instead.
The people in the room quickly caught on, their eyes all turning to Bast, awaiting his response.
Ningning’s thoughts whirled. She felt as if she had grasped something, but when she saw the aggrieved look in Si’ang’s eyes, a sudden flash of insight struck her. She immediately realized why he had asked her that earlier, and couldn’t help but find it amusing.
It was precisely because of this Wishful Immortal Ganoderma that Xie Jian and Geling became enemies, setting off a series of subsequent events.
What treasure here could possibly be worth my while? In this Frostwind Cave, nothing worth my attention appears until you reach three hundred feet deep. What are you implying? I might have planned to leave, but if I return, won’t you all freeze to death by then?
Upon seeing Luo Ye’s name, he couldn’t help but raise his brows in surprise—he had guessed wrong after all.
“Thank you for your concern, Madam Xie. Everything is well,” Aunt Xu said as she supported her belly, a flicker of wariness flashing in her eyes.
Lin Qing looked up at the thick branches of the plum tree overhead, bare of any leaves. She knew it would not be long before the blossoms would emerge.
In her dreams, Yuan Xiuer wanted for nothing. When she turned fifty, the prince even petitioned for her to be granted a noble title. Especially after the princess’s death, Yuan Xiuer’s family dominated the inner quarters of the princely estate.
The Martial Emperor paid no heed to his words, his gaze fixed intently on the figure ahead. Then, as if water gathered to form a powerful, surging torrent, it suddenly burst through mountains and reefs with indomitable vitality, merging into the billowing waves of the great river and sea, leaving the emperor momentarily dazed.
Mu Tang followed Hun Feng’s gaze. She could also sense that an extremely violent power was gathering in that direction.