Chapter 36: The Daughter-in-law Finally Shows Mercy

That strike truly destroyed all of Li Que’s physical cultivation, his body, and his vital energy—his very soul felt as if it had been pierced through, for every sensation of pain in the flesh ultimately echoes in the soul.

A chill ran through my heart; Chen Tiancheng was about to rise from the coffin. Without hesitation, I gathered his unconscious wife into my arms and prepared to flee from beneath the funeral canopy.

Drunk? I wasn’t sure. My nerves were frayed and unfocused. Yuan Lei called me three times, but I didn’t answer—I simply didn’t have the courage to take that call. When she tried the third time, I switched off my phone. I needed a moment of calm, desperately.

At the entrance of the granary, sacks of flour and baskets of rice and grains were piled high, while a runny-nosed child played shuttlecock at the door.

He gathered more firewood with unhurried patience, slaughtered the pig, cleaned the fish, plucked and bled them, removed the organs, and scrubbed everything again and again.

Of course, this was his goodwill. Seizing this opportunity now depended on whether the Xiong family could conduct themselves properly.

Her mind was a chaos of thoughts, clinging tightly to Jun Jincheng’s hand, following his steps forward.

The words he spoke—that was the first time she so clearly and unmistakably sensed his will.

If the boy in the system had seen, he would probably scoff: you’ve never seen how big a dragon can be, how vast a continent, how boundless a world.

At first, he thought the illness was trivial. When it nearly became fatal, his efforts redoubled. If he could save them, the whole family would be moved to tears.

In that moment, everyone instinctively obeyed Rong Zhen’s command. Elder Tianqing rushed over to release Murong Hen’s pressure points, and the two wrestled before finally subduing him and ordering him tied to the great bed.

Xu Fu paid no attention to anyone else, nor did he care if there were others. He simply strode toward the final trial.

“In the truck,” He Qing answered, opening the cargo bay of the large vehicle, and climbed in with Lin Haitao.

Nestled by mountain and water, the place was exquisitely tranquil, with the people living at peace; thus, the repairs were tastefully done.

Gu Feng leapt directly from the flying vessel, waved his hand to stow the multicolored craft into his Starlight Ring, then began to ascend the winding stone steps.

“In that case, I’ll trouble General Azure Dragon to verify,” said Master Qi Tian, pouring water into a bowl and respectfully presenting it.

Gu Feng paid no further heed to the others’ comments, his gaze fixed intently on the ever-closing distance to Prince Yuan.

Such terrifying density, compressed to a speck—nothing could withstand it. Any material set upon it would be crushed into oblivion. Not to mention the even more fearsome black holes: the very center of the Milky Way, for example, is home to one such giant.

Receiving He Ying’s response, King Xia deepened his actions. He reached far into her throat, his masculine scent flooding her senses, dizziness overtaking her as she clung helplessly to his arm.

Qianxia’s brows and eyes brimmed with a gentle smile, as if a begonia blossom had not yet fully opened—her grace all the more captivating for its restraint. Mu Liunian, watching silently by her side, was nearly entranced.

Uncle Wei Shuyu could guess: if not for his involvement, Wu Meiniang, having survived the collision with the pillar, would have turned dark and vengeful.

Pain tore at my lower back; the wound was serious and could not wait. With my back to Bo Heng, I fought to steady my breath, slowly loosening my belt. The half-dry fabric clung stubbornly. Shame and pain warred within me, and when I tugged at the wound, I could not suppress a gasp.

“Clang, clang, clang!” The sound of knocking from outside the house overlapped with the voices from his dream.

Yunzhi and I spent the entire morning paying respects. By the time we left Lady Xian’s quarters, it was already noon. We agreed to wait until after lunch and the ladies’ rest before visiting the remaining two.

“We truly aren’t spies; we’re merely passing through on urgent business. Please let us go,” Wu Sheng said, cupping his fists with measured dignity.

Ma Furong, her cheeks flushed, accepted the dragon fruit and took a gentle bite. The moment she swallowed, her body was suffused with a red glow, swelling with power. Unable to contain it, she broke through her shackles and advanced to the third stage of the Nascent Soul realm, leaving Wu Sheng marveling.

Li Mingyi, when traveling to the provincial city, would take his wife and children, and Zhang Xia from the county was also to be transferred there. This way, the Li family’s cook would be present in the village, the county, and the city alike.

In a dilapidated red-brick house, a haggard old man lay in bed. His eyelids trembled as he slowly awoke.

Kakashi suddenly found peace. If his father truly wished to die, perhaps nothing could stop him.

Behind the Firecloud Sect’s mountain, mist swirled, and blazing clouds floated in the sky. Perhaps that was the origin of the sect’s name.

With my current strength, I needn’t fear the Seven Fiends’ evil poison. But Fang Xiaoxiao was still an ordinary girl, unversed in martial arts.

Though a fair bit of ambiguity had occurred between He Ye and me, and I had taken liberties before.

Yang Ding had always wondered: when the county hospital’s fifteen instruments were switched, how could anyone have prepared the replacements so perfectly—unless someone had leaked the information in advance?

I never could have imagined that, having just left Chen Jiaojiao’s side, she would already fall victim to unspoken rules.

Fang Yihe let out a drunken hiccup and staggered off, heading straight for the Royal Empire Hotel.

Louise, expecting Tang Qiao to praise her, was ready to smile. But upon hearing his words, her smile froze and turned to murderous intent.

“Not good!” Sensing Xiao Ze’s terrifying attack, He Xuan’s expression changed; he had no choice but to turn back and defend, unleashing a storm of whip shadows.

Qiu Yue glanced back at the two of them, then turned to face the man whose face had just been doused in wine.