Chapter 91: Trials and Tribulations

Peerless Divine Doctor Thirty-Nine Degrees of Snow 1224 words 2026-02-09 19:42:36

Xu Yang, seeing that she was not lying, asked again,
"Do you want a swift death?"
"I do, I do, I do!" The female assassin, without a hint of hesitation, nodded fervently at his words.
"Then tell me at once everything you know about Bai Xiaocheng's—"
A wailing sound interrupted him as the Flame-tailed Fox crashed to the ground, whimpering in distress. This time, not only had it lost everything, but it had also suffered a painful lesson. Failing to steal the chicken, it ended up losing the rice as well. No longer caring about the pain in its tail, it darted away, vanishing into the forest with a few quick flashes.
"I don't know either, but there is precedent for a prodigy profiting this way, so it shouldn't be false," Kasa replied, still somewhat puzzled, yet offering no further explanation.
After so long, Chu Feng was overjoyed to once again assume human form, and began practicing martial arts amidst the starry sky in utter delight.
"The second round? Ah, yes, the second round!" For a moment, Wang Xuan was caught off guard. Only after thinking did he recall that the first round had been his choice, and now it was Lü Feng's turn to select the next contest.
All things possess spirit. After the Qi family's hunting falcons ate the poisonous yellow crocodile eggs fed by Zhan Xiao, not only did their strength return, but it was as if they had been nourished by a precious tonic. Their wings beat with greater power than before, allowing them to fly higher without being affected by the chaotic upper air currents.
"I had originally planned to do so, but now I've changed my mind. There's an even simpler and more convenient method!" Zhuge Yue nodded as she spoke.
"I'm fine, there's no need for you to save me. I still have to search for spirit beasts, so I'll be off!" Liang Zhi, unable to let go of his concerns, muttered a farewell and dashed into the forest.
Aboard the spacecraft, Ye Xing had no idea that Jun Xueyi had returned to find him. At this moment, he was quietly cultivating, circulating the Barbaric Wilderness Technique, honing his strength bit by bit.
"That's exactly it. The owner waived their bill, but the family still wasn't satisfied and demanded compensation for medical expenses. Naturally, the owner refused, and that's how the quarrel started," the young man explained.
The newcomer's expression stiffened, his eyes filled with helplessness. With a gentle sigh, he continued, "Brother, haven't you answered my question yet?" He bore no grudge for Qiu Li's rudeness, simply repeating himself while sizing up the two men before him.
He had no interest in how Feng Yaowu handled matters on his end. After finishing his words, he simply said goodbye and hung up.
"Masked Singer! The committee just decided—you're to go on stage first," the staff member in charge of calling up the contestants suddenly burst in from behind.
Blazing Ember, dragging its dejected head, knew it had made a grave mistake today. Pitiably, it walked to Yun Yue's side and sat at the edge of her bed.
Though Grandpa Sheng himself had not come, he had made sure everything was perfectly arranged, even ordering two bottles of Royal Salute just for them.
"How dare you!" Guan Yunqiao glared at him with fury, wishing she could leap up and skin him alive.
Su Shan's elder brother, Su Tianxiang, who was supposed to have gone missing during a United Army campaign, was shockingly present here, leaving everyone astounded.
Song Zihao could naturally sense Li Rui's intent—it was obvious he wanted to draw the attention of the National Security Bureau to himself. Inwardly furious, Song Zihao shot Li Rui a cold glare and turned to leave.
Sensing a change in Situ Diyi, Xuanyuan Tianyue frowned slightly. "What's wrong with Qianqian?" A sudden unease welled up within him, fearful that something serious might have happened.
At first, he was too far to see if anyone was inside. Only when he reached the very front of the iron bars did he finally notice, in the pitch-black, large interrogation room, a figure curled up, wrapped in a pale yellow coat, head buried in their knees—a sight that tugged painfully at the heart.