Chapter Sixty: Three Heroes Battle Ye City

Ye Cheng opened the medicine, took out a few pills, and, using some water, fed them into Liu Gua Gua’s mouth.

“Bring me the silver needles Li Wuwei delivered the other day as well,” he said. “Her body is too weak. I need to first stimulate her internal organs, otherwise the medicine will take effect too slowly.”

“Oh, all right, I’ll get them right away,” Old Geng replied, turning back to the cabinet...

The reason Xia Yuan was kept in Jinghua was that there were many projects only he could handle. Of course, in Jinghua, what was Xia Yuan really doing? Every day he was invited to meals, every day he went out to have fun. Too many people wanted to establish good relations with him, to the point that even Xia Yuan himself was struggling to keep up.

“Sneaking around, afraid to show your true face. If you’re a real man, fight me openly! I, your Sixth Lord, haven’t even made my move yet!” The Six Immortals of Floating Life shouted their challenge.

The blade’s aura, spanning several yards, blazed with scorching heat as it cleaved toward the two stone beasts charging forward. Wherever the burning blade swept, the stones melted into flowing lava.

Ten days later, the Qianqiu finally arrived at Zhongshu City. As everyone disembarked, Huo Ling’er’s face turned pale; she gripped Jin Fan’s clothes tightly.

A fleeting glint of malice flashed in Hua Xiangrong’s eyes. Yun Zijin had obviously planned this visit for a long time. The Forbidden City was vast—who knew where that fox had been hidden?

Wang Zhen was momentarily stunned, then nodded. He’d thought about refusing, but that would have been too suspicious. These days, people going abroad were as numerous as fish in the river; how could anyone believe he didn’t know someone in America?

Jiang Han shot a venomous look at Qiqi, teetering on the brink of an outburst, but in the end he restrained himself. He grabbed his clothes and left without another word.

With those words, he tossed a pitch-black wooden box toward Xuan Yun. The latter caught it and opened it, finding inside a blood-red dagger lying silently.

Inside the Helan army’s command tent, Xuanyuan Tingye had never felt such fury. Seven years earlier, Nian Wuhuan’s arrival had been driven by a powerful motive from the very start.

That’s how great families were—their protectiveness toward their own was unmatched. Especially the Bai family, famous for standing by their children no matter what.

Su Yun gazed into his eyes, finding gentle calmness there. The heartache that had plagued her gradually subsided. He was Li Tan, the one who had promised her his heart, the one who had sworn never to take a concubine. How could she not believe him?

“But the storage locker we rent must be right next to the one rented by the person named Qin,” Shangguan Rong’er added.

“All right.” Mi Bai smiled and sat down. Perhaps this was the first and only time they’d sit together like true grandparents and grandchild, chatting quietly. She held Xue Dehai’s hand, softly stroking his back and letting him lean against the pillow.

Ye Xuan offered a few modest words. Teng Hai’s parents were honest, simple folk. They’d always known that the boy who used to trail after their son had liked him, but since he now had such a good home, their hearts were filled with blessings.

“Sorry to keep you all waiting—I was delayed by something urgent,” Chen Yizhi apologized as he jumped down from the carriage.

“What terms did she offer you in exchange?” Mi Ziyan turned to look at Mi Bai. Clever as she was, how could she not guess that Xue Zining had offered some condition for Mi Bai to agree to her unreasonable demand?

“Very well, very well, very well!” Anlian exclaimed three times. The Ring of Life’s side effects had robbed him of sleep, but he knew that Crown and Night were intertwined; harm to one was harm to both, and their fortunes were linked. This was fate’s arrangement—what he feared most was the two clans turning on each other.

Da Pi couldn’t help but admire his boss. In just a few days, Ye Xuan had integrated into the police force. Forget about Chairman Ye—everyone now called him “Boss Ye,” just as Da Pi did.

A week after these people woke up, they had turned into zombies... Thus began the end of the world.