Chapter Forty-Five: The Wu Family Stirred Up a Hornet’s Nest

I Am the Legendary Divine Doctor Wu Qingkong 1311 words 2026-02-09 18:17:15

Time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, the day arrived for Ye Cheng’s pharmacy to open its doors. On this day, Ye Cheng rose early, driving Su Chan and Geng Zhongcheng to the shop before dawn. Inside, the pharmacy was already filled to the brim with an array of traditional medicinal herbs, the shelves behind the counters packed to capacity. All of this had been prepared by Li Wuwei the previous day...

King Ning glanced at the two, finding them insufferably meddlesome and irritating. He had only pretended to be angry, yet they took it seriously?

Will made no attempt to hastily recruit Mihawk into his pirate alliance with Doflamingo and Moria; the timing wasn’t right, and Mihawk’s determination to challenge the “Golden Lion” remained unwavering.

Better to keep a low profile, to stroll along at ease—no need to rush in where there is no reward. He had played the vanguard once before, only to be thrown off a cliff, and Ye Nanshan remembered it well.

Their team included two who had survived for two thousand years, barely escaping perilous situations; ordinary teams would have been wiped out long ago.

It was as if a cat you had raised suddenly became a dog—who could possibly make sense of that?

Were it not for his lazy nature and disinterest in wielding power, he might have been able to challenge Si Ang.

The Empress Dowager and the Empress of Jianye—mother-in-law and daughter-in-law—did not share the same purpose today. There would inevitably be friction and clashes; soon enough, all would be revealed.

Besides, there was still leverage in their hands—back when the Qin family was framed, it had been a trap they had all set together.

The next morning, she finished breakfast unhurriedly, sipped the freshly made soy milk, tidied the table, then returned to her room to change clothes, preparing to head to the county town.

“Let’s go, great explorer. No matter how much you envy, you can’t fly!” Ada tugged on Falcon, and the two began their long journey out of the desert.

But White Wolf was undoubtedly Xuna’s person, and Xuna belonged to Shirona. At this moment, White Wolf was the only one still wielding a portion of Sinnoh’s power. At a critical juncture, he had led the last of Shirona’s strength away from Sinnoh, and White Wolf could certainly establish a new order in Shirona’s name.

At this, Zhou Ye recalled the joke about Indians eating hotpot in Sichuan… and couldn’t help but chuckle quietly.

“We don’t want to endure the pain of losing Bellemere again, Sakura.” The next day, Nami and Nojiko quietly confided to Xuechen Sakura.

The music began—a rousing, stirring melody. To be honest, Li Yin was startled, his steps unconsciously slowing.

Origami glared, her weakened fist trembling. At that moment, a voice sounded behind her.

This massive triangular warship bore no insignia. Only at the rear, where a control tower jutted upward, was there a symbol the security guard had never seen—a red and white parasol-like emblem. It inspired a sense of foreboding at first glance.

A cold, clear voice echoed, abruptly cutting off Yang Lianting’s laughter. He turned to follow the sound, only to see Bai Yu, seated in the center of the high platform, gazing at him with an indifferent expression, having appeared there without his notice.

Still doubting his senses, he took another bite—the unique sweet and tangy flavor of tomato exploded across his tongue.

Before him lay a circular hollow, where a river tumbled from the cliff, winding through the Forest of Fragrant Insects, nourishing the trees within.

Fang Quan watched the oncoming force of the dragon-head fist. Undaunted by the expenditure of strength, he formed another seal with his hands, and once more, that shadowy figure appeared.

This man truly… When did he become so brazen? In the past, he always accommodated her; even if he didn’t, a bit of coaxing would suffice. How could he now, on rare occasions, reveal such a harsh side?

There was little conversation when the two sides met. Chen Yang drew a baseball bat from his coat and swung at Cui Hanyu. In an instant, both groups were entangled in chaos, curses and shouts mingling with screams, filling the air.