Chapter 42: Bring the Shovel

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Qin Xiaoyu ran to the vegetable garden and picked an enormous tomato. She bit into it fiercely, suppressing the bitterness in her mouth before earnestly speaking.

“Grandpa, why don’t you be more reasonable?”

Old Qin immediately glared. “Hey, you little brat! You’ve been learning traditional Chinese medicine from me for quite some time. Don’t you know what bitter medicine is for? If you want to detoxify, why fear the bitterness of the medicine? It’s better to die from the poison than the cure.”

Qin Xiaoyu sighed, “I’m just afraid that this bitterness will wear a person down.”

What’s going on? Feeling the power within himself on the verge of breaking through to the early stage of a god-level warrior, Chu Yifei found himself somewhat bewildered.

Hearing the strangely indifferent tone of this third-turn half-immortal cultivator in a blue robe, Su Yuewan instantly felt displeased.

“So you mean, only one can be like my father—dominating the world, standing undefeated. Tell me, who do you think my father would choose?” Yu Feng stared intently at Steward Li.

The sailors shouted loudly, but Tao Zhaide could no longer contain his emotions and rushed to the edge of the deck.

The black curtain blocked Tang Zhong and Dong Putai’s line of sight, while he followed stealthily behind, ready to strike. That trench coat seemed to serve as a natural shield for him.

However, the old Pope seemed not to hear and turned to look at the archbishops who were deep in thought.

A gleam flashed in Chu Yifei’s eyes. Since his battle with Yuan Tian, he had not encountered an opponent who could match him. Now, facing Mo Shuihan, whose strength was on par with his own, his fighting spirit was fully ignited.

“You…” The holy sage of the Spirit Clan was furious, but before he could react, Xu Ye had already passed through him. The dark tide behind followed swiftly, overwhelming all the Spirit Clan warriors with a thunderous roar.

Tao Zhaide wanted to laugh, but perhaps he just couldn’t. He moved slightly, and Qin Yuesi and Murong Minglan hurried forward to support their master and help him up.

Moreover, these nine-dragon live shrimps were not something ordinary people could afford. Each one cost eleven thousand spirit stones.

Yet he dared not dwell on it too deeply—this pervasive gloom and despondence, laden with infinite loss, was a mystery.

Thus, inside the great tent, aside from the unconscious Meteor, only Feng Luoyu and Zhao Mingze remained.

When Yun Mingchu truly uttered that name, Bai Wen’s hand holding the white porcelain cup trembled uncontrollably.

“Is that so?” Xin’er felt awkward, quietly listening to Xia Yu’s words while dozing off.

Although his attention was focused on the cyan spiritual flames, the moment the nebula made a move, Gu Chen was already prepared. His hands shifted ceaselessly like butterflies weaving through flowers, and the electric patterns on his body grew denser. Then, these patterns moved rhythmically, intercepting the two cyan spiritual flames rushing toward his chest.

“Suddenly I realize, if he goes to unveil the Emperor’s List, he might not need your help after all,” Li Yue seemed to understand something new.

Gu Qingkuang spoke in a way that no one dared to contradict. They could only exchange glances; the older generation’s thinking was so outdated. Sometimes, someone needed to shake them awake, or else they’d only follow the crowd’s opinion.

Chen Rong led the servants back to the mansion, introduced them to the ‘elite guards,’ and after outlining their duties, continued on with ten ‘elite guards’ toward the Sleeve Wind Spring.

Lin Yi never imagined that behind Jiang Chengce’s ostentatious exterior was such a meticulous and warm-hearted man. This only deepened Lin Yi’s admiration and longing for Jiang Chengce.

Ning Hua’s words struck like a thunderclap. She had used all her strength to accept this man, yet in his eyes, she was seen like this?

The elder could no longer sit still and looked at Qiu Ze as if he were staring at a fool. After a moment, he gritted his teeth and took out a high-level secret manual from his universe bag.