Volume One, Chapter 53: We Are No Longer Connected

As they were speaking, the old matriarch suddenly suffered a violent fit of coughing. Her body trembled incessantly as she woke up with an expression of extreme agony. Shang Jiaojiao hastily supported her, taking the restorative tonic handed over by an elderly maidservant nearby to feed the old matriarch. However, this medicine could only sustain her for a short while, and Shang Jiaojiao continued to look at Lin Ke with pleading eyes.

Occasionally, he would scan his surroundings with vigilance or gaze into the distance toward the edge of the island, dreading that Connie might wake up during this interval. Yet, this was entirely needless worry on his part—despite the fact that two days had already passed, there remained absolute stillness over there.

With this thought in mind, Guan Shuangyan finally materialized the primordial spiritual water, the very essence of heaven and earth, within her palm, gripping it gently. The moment it was destroyed, it would trigger a massive cataclysm of spiritual light, more than sufficient to exponentially amplify the divine radiance in a short span of time.

When Han Tanmeng walked in, an auntie was squatting by the water well washing clothes, greeting her warmly and smilingly remarking on how pretty the child looked.

A broad smile had already blossomed across Jin San's face. Seeing that no one else was making a bid, just as he was about to open his mouth to announce the result, a lazy voice drifted out.

What should she do? She had originally intended to work harder and earn more money today. Such a wonderful money-making opportunity had just vanished like this; what a pity.

As for traveling by sea, everyone else was familiar with maritime conditions, except for Xia Feng, who lacked experience. Although he had undergone water training in the special operations brigade, it had all taken place inland. At first, he truly found it rather difficult to adjust, and it took a full six days of vomiting before he finally grew accustomed to the tossing and turning of the ocean waves.

Kong Yixian had just been about to seriously lecture Zhang Ziqin for a bit when she saw the girl's tears suddenly burst forth like a breached dam. Just a moment ago, she had only been quietly sniffling, but right then, her crying visibly grew much louder.

The two of them no longer knew what to say, and they burst out laughing together, Jiang Yingying looking thoroughly delighted.

On that day, walking on the road back, Ning Ye stood amidst the bustling, noisy streets, looking around in a daze, utterly heartbroken and soul-detached.

At this moment, Ning Shuangying stood quietly upon the rooftop, holding a long bow in her hand. Her calm gaze surveyed the distant battle unfolding across the wilderness. A short while later, a trace of almost imperceptible doubt flashed through her eyes: Why were the Western Liao people defeated so easily?

As for this situation, Zhao Xian had no intention of stopping it. In truth, this was a prevailing macro-trend, and there was no way to halt it by force. On the contrary, if it could be utilized properly, it would instead make Zhao Xian's position within the Prince Su Estate faction increasingly solid and secure.

Clinging closely to the mist, the white wolf seemed to feel a suction force pulling him into the fog. He could even see sharp tentacles extending from the edge of the mist, swaying gently like a living creature as they reached out toward him.

"That nephew of mine is quite formidable indeed, actually managing to win over the Wu family," Dong Qichang said with a peculiar expression on his face, one that was hard to define.

Qi Baoguo was the fourth son of Qi Jiguang, holding the hereditary rank of a brocade-guard hundred-commander, and had been bestowed the title of General of the Agile Cavalry while serving continuously in the capital. His trip south this time was under his father's orders to haul Qi Ling'er back.

Another reason for placing the teleportation array underground was likely due to that suction force. Locating the teleportation array underground could be considered a safety procedure, effectively preventing users from being accidentally sucked in if they got too close to it.

Right at that moment, the two ancient black dragon-crocodiles instantly spat out a pair of dark beams of light at the same time—one rushing toward Long Xing, and the other moving to intercept the azure light that enveloped the Pure World Lotus.

Following that, he reached out and pulled the petrified Consort Wu into his arms, lifting her horizontally and striding into the dense forest amidst loud laughter.

It later evolved into the Indian Jain faith, where everyone could achieve the state of the union of Atman and Brahman through idol worship and the cultivation of body and mind, such as through yoga.

"Mmph..." Ji Xinglan scrambled up, rubbing her backside with a wronged expression. Fortunately, the custard bun held tightly in her arms had not fallen to the ground. Her older brother had lingered in bed that morning without eating, so she had gone to the kitchen to fetch it for him.

This was the intelligence Sun Wu knife wanted; he had long known that this Ding Erniu was cowardly and afraid of death by nature! He was the second breakthrough point in his interrogation and would sooner or later expose useful information. By continuously interrogating him to break through his psychological defenses, he was merely laying out a trap.

Taking advantage of the moment his opponent was stunned, Jiang Haotian's longsword, under the cover of the hurricane and lightning, reached right in front of his foe. He swung his double swords downward in an intersecting slash, the wind element accelerating the process to make the force even more ferocious.

The camera angle shifted, and the view revealed buildings that were still a pile of desolate slopes, with a few people moving about inside them.

Lounifel was not very tall, about the same height as Sally now, or even a little shorter. She had never encountered a beggar entering a restaurant before, and anxiety filled her heart.

Usually, Ruan Qingzhu's words were law, and Zhang Ziqin wouldn't even dare to let out a fart, but today, Ruan Qingzhu restrained her temper. Instead of flying into a rage, she very patiently explained the whole matter from beginning to end to Zhang Ziqin.

However, this technology, which had been proposed by people for over a hundred years, had still not been solved by anyone to this day.

The bridal sedan chair was carried into the Guangping Count's Estate through the side door, cold and desolate, with no firecrackers and no lively celebration.

He was acutely aware of just how vital the technology Jiang Cheng spoke of was to the Yan Country and indeed to all of humanity.

The old man holding the flute in the Primordial Forbidden Land had an extraordinary background and unfathomable divine might; it was unclear whether he was friend or foe, and Li Feng had no wish to drag him into this.

His original plan was to deliver the goods, buy some local specialties, and then return to the city of Malacca so everyone could celebrate the New Year together.

Lin Daiyu first gently stroked the tip of her nose, then ruffled the top of her head. Tan Chun closed her eyes, imagining the person before her to be Jia Yu. Remembering that familiar and affectionate figure, she could not help but wear a desolate expression, her heart filled with bitterness.