Volume 1, Chapter 56: Old Xiao, the Eccentric Physician
“The token only allows one person inside. Young master, you may accompany my servant outside the tavern for some tea.”
The innkeeper’s refusal was unmistakably clear.
The man with the broken blade subtly touched the token at his waist.
The innkeeper had seen through his intention early on. Though his words were accompanied by a smile, there was not a trace of warmth in his eyes. “In this capital, one is either rich or noble, but our tavern has its own rules. Without an invitation, not even His Majesty himself may enter. I beg your understanding, young master.”
“It seems I must take matters into my own hands!” Qin Chuan strode forward, his eyes sharp and piercing.
Snowfall City was a remote, obscure countryside in Liuzhou. Few ventured here, and those who did were drawn solely by the legendary Everlasting Union Flower. Strangers, especially cultivators, were a rarity throughout the year.
Witnessing this, Yang Chen could only smile wryly. He was fully aware of the commotion caused by his battle with the Asura Patriarch and could hardly blame the curious onlookers.
“How do you plan to try?” Since they had helped him before, Old Wang hesitated but eventually consented.
Throughout the journey, with the driver in the car, Tan Lu remained silent, quietly sitting in the backseat, her mood visibly troubled.
Tian Xiu had barely spoken three words before Ruo Yu tossed aside her bicycle in anger and stormed into a nearby inn.
Though the examination confirmed she was no longer a virgin, the cervical inspection involved cold instruments moving over intimate areas, which made Ruo Yu feel uneasy and repulsed.
“You are still not calm enough.” Li Qingnian did not turn around, his gaze fixed on Bai Lu, but his words were directed at the man beside her.
Its fearsome reputation stemmed from the presence of an extremely ferocious divine beast here—the Sky-Swallowing Fiend.
For many years, they had longed for this day, hoping such a thing could transcend dreams and become reality.
Being addressed thus by Cui Yu, Liu Yanjun’s expression flickered, but she repeatedly reminded herself to be a person of refinement and forced down her anger.
Behind Xiao Xingchen, a flood of people surged into the room. Not only Xiao Xingchen had arrived, but also four elders, along with Ye Yusheng, Jiang Qingwan, and others, crowding in noisily.
If Li Qingnian was now deliberately trying to confuse her to lower her guard, it was not impossible.
This could only mean that the attitudes displayed today by Yu Maosheng and Old Tang undoubtedly reflected not the Heavenly God Sect’s stance but rather Blue Qinghe’s intentions.
It was said that the old Celestial Master, when confronting the four from the Purgatory, fought with all his might, severely wounding them all, but he himself sustained grave injuries and was nearing the end of his days.
Although Ichikawa Isshin was merely the nephew of Ichikawa Gozan, in Gozan’s eyes, he was the heir to the Ichikawa family and had always been regarded as his own son.
In the next moment, the palace doors, previously tightly shut, suddenly burst open, and dozens of figures dressed in white swept out.
That night, many in Yorktown could not sleep, all awaiting the morrow’s trial—the final, great judgment.
Upon hearing this, Wu Yi hurried over from behind, shining his flashlight toward the stone steps ahead. After a few glances, his expression changed drastically. The beam illuminated only emptiness; the steps that had been there before had vanished without a trace.
To outsiders, a cultivator of Lin Mu’s caliber seemed to blur the line between man and god. Able to command the wind and rain, move mountains and seas, and even achieve immortality and resurrection, what difference was there between such a person and a deity?
The top laner of VT had seemingly lost all reason, recklessly charging into the LM team’s ranks with his ultimate, as if willing to sacrifice himself for his teammates’ safety.
Meanwhile, in a room on the second floor, upon hearing the officials announce the continuation of the match, Leader One finally showed a joyful expression. The tightly clenched fist he had held earlier relaxed, and he smiled broadly as he conversed with leaders from other nations.