Chapter 31: The Long and Winding Path of Immortality

Song Ke spoke slowly, “She stayed in the Heart-Seeking Mirror for too long and hasn’t completely left that state. I put her to sleep; she’ll be fine when she wakes up.”

“Thank you, senior, for your help!” The Wei family children immediately voiced their gratitude in unison.

Song Ke had always liked polite children. Smiling, he replied, “It’s nothing. Take a moment to rest; the third round of assessment will begin soon.”

“Yes, senior!”

Xuan Yuan exclaimed, “Royal brother, could something have happened in Xiqi?” The sudden gain of ten years’ fortune for Yin Shang did not fill him with joy but rather deep suspicion. At such a critical juncture, even the slightest change could trigger countless calamities—this was certainly not a good sign.

The bowl of rice noodles was quite large. Lu Qianqian had a small appetite to begin with, and before she’d eaten even a third, she was already full. The rest ended up in Xu Moqiu’s stomach.

Xu Guangtou was truly helpful—not only did he join the promotional roadshow in Shanghai, he also made the rounds to Nanjing, Hangzhou, Suzhou, and Ningbo.

Xiao Weiguo was equally enthusiastic. Chen Ming didn’t wish to refuse him outright, so he followed along as Xiao introduced him to Cao Bingbing.

Lost in thought, he was suddenly brought back by the appearance of a nearby patrol. The group consisted of five men—an outpost cavalry unit from the camp, unlike the suspicious group led by Liang Jiujiang. These soldiers had all been selected from the reinforcements and were not so prone to paranoia.

That afternoon, she left the accounts office. After the recent incident, business at the rice shop was better than ever. Watching the steady flow of customers, Huangfu Xue smiled contentedly, grateful for Wu Hu’s help.

“What’s wrong?” Xu Moqiu hadn’t fallen asleep yet, and the gentle push instantly banished his drowsiness. He rolled over and sat up.

The Sleep Bug was a spirit parasite; unless one was a celestial immortal, anyone in Pucheng who fell victim would be unconscious for at least half a day, impossible to wake.

The funniest thing was his current look of self-importance, utterly unaware of just how poor his judgment was. It was truly ridiculous.

“Don’t be nervous, don’t worry. I just want to ask—what was it you gave me that day, the thing that woke me up? Do you have any more?” The old man hadn’t expected the other’s wariness.

Hearing this, Ma Buyi finally breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing the Qin Emperor no longer angry, he felt that spending a fortune on medicinal herbs had indeed been worthwhile.

Beyond the long pavilion, white snow blanketed the world, leaving only one heart and one pavilion standing proud amid the expanse. The original intention was still there; the path home began anew. This was still the place where everything started.

Miao Yun pressed her lips together, offering no explanation, only meeting the wild look in Liu Ji’s eyes with calm.

A thousand tests in alchemy brought many rewards; sometimes, the urge to experiment led to strange new concoctions.

Once again, talk of Gu Yunyan filled the streets and alleys of Chang’an, but Gu Yunyan no longer cared to listen.

The primary herbs were sourced from the Spirit Web, collected online by students. Gathering sword orchids required a keen spiritual sense.

Only with a clear understanding could one grasp the true power of a great clan—especially the Li family, the most prominent house in the Magic City.

But now, upon seeing someone, tears suddenly streamed down like a broken string of pearls.

Besides, her father was even older than her mother, yet still worked. Her mother was healthy and able. She could support herself through work—she had before, and surely she could again.

Xu Duoduo stared in shock at the three empty plates and the bowl that Xia Chen had finished off. Her amazement outweighed her irritation. Rising, she set down her own bowl, stacked the plates and bowl together, and finally placed her own on top before carrying them, somewhat frustrated, into the kitchen.

At that time, to prove his loyalty to Takahashi Raging Fire, he had eagerly followed him into the private room.

There stood a robot, clad in a white coat and straw hat, its face covered by what looked like a gas mask, holding a fishing rod and gazing at Helis.