Chapter 163: The Alchemical Cauldron

Dao Sansheng looked at the young man and could not help asking, "What is your name? I don't possess any peerless martial arts, but I do have a top-secret technique beloved by foodies. Learning it will definitely make you famous."

The young man climbed up and said with some anger, "Aside from alchemy techniques and cultivation methods, I... "

Yet the rest of the words were ultimately left unsaid. Pimei, however, understood her thoughts—when on earth would there ever come a time free from such entanglements and death?

"Perhaps I look too hideous and frightened him," Linlang replied with a smile, though she appeared quite earnest.

Yun Zhi gave a faint smile. Of course, this "affection" was not that kind of "affection." If possible, she naturally did not want anything to happen to Linlang.

For some reason, her mind had been rather unsettled these past few days. Had Sizan not been by her side, she feared she would not have been able to sleep the entire night.

Remembering Li Kang's words that he would take her to Sister Li's room, she hurriedly began selecting clothes from the wardrobe in her room. Wearing the pajamas she currently had on was clearly out of the question for going out.

Inside the main hall of the Palace of Compassion and Tranquility, two specially custom-made large electric fans continuously blew cool breezes, making it quite pleasant.

Chen Yan could feel Li Kang's somewhat fiery gaze lingering over her, and she suddenly felt very shy and annoyed. She wanted to open her mouth to scold him, but before she could utter a word, he fled in a fluster, causing her to burst into laughter involuntarily.

"There has never been any 'agreement,' so how can one speak of 'breaking' it?" Gong Chenkan glanced at Yun Zhi. Those words from just now still rang clearly in his ears; he would prove to her that everything was a frame-up by Gong Yuejin.

"Doctor, will he still be able to wake up?" Tang Jiaojiao gripped Wang Tao's large hand, looking at Wang Tao's serene face as she asked the doctor.

Nista's shock had yet to cease when Lin Wei's following words made her complexion pale by yet another shade.

As for acknowledging Huang Zhong as his grandfather, Chu He also had a gift prepared. The super steel bow he intended to craft would definitely enhance Huang Zhong's strength to a massive degree.

However, Sada, Ichikawa, and Nagakura were indeed rather peculiar. They were merely rebels advocating for the reverence of the emperor and the expulsion of the barbarians, and had not committed any murders. Logic dictated they should only have been imprisoned and given a penal sentence. That they were directly condemned to death clearly indicated someone was pulling strings behind the scenes.

Lin Wei was also extremely eager to know what Tivia's purpose was in doing this, and what kind of changes she would undergo after consuming these items.

Since Qin Ming and Ryoma were carrying out a mission, they did not ask the proprietor to directly introduce them to a courtesan, but instead entered an apprentice tea house.

Now that the affairs of Qinghe Village were gradually getting onto the right track, the villagers' lives were growing increasingly prosperous, and the village-guarding and hunting teams were largely trained, Chu Quan seized the opportunity to bring up the matter of formal schooling.

Never did she expect that she would catch them being pushed and shoved by the boorish servants at home. Zhan Xueying hurriedly reprimanded the servants and even took the initiative to step down from the carriage, bowing slightly to him in a low arch of apology to express her regret.

Tungsten steel sabers were now obsolete, replaced by formidable light-prism sabers that were even easier to carry.

You petting his head to show affection would be one thing, but what in the world is the deal with you patting his entire body all over?

Intimidation: Releases one's own imposing aura. Enemies whose spiritual soul power is weaker than the host's will have their attributes reduced when intimidated. The magnitude of the reduction depends on the gap in spiritual soul power and the level of the sorcery.

Asou Strings stood before the mirror, gazing at her exquisitely made-up face and attire. With a gentle spin, the hem of the skirt beneath her fluttered lightly.

The bedroom was newly tidied, styled in a tender green tone. The bed was a large, deeply princess-styled one, and the room was laid with a thick, plush carpet, allowing every step to make the most intimate contact with furry toys.

Perhaps, during all those years he had called her elder sister, she had long since imperceptibly regarded him as a younger brother sharing no blood ties.