Chapter 81: Not Sister-in-law, Just an Ordinary Friend

The evening breeze was cool and refreshing.

After the nurse made her final round, she didn’t return to disturb them. The lights in the emergency waiting area gradually dimmed, and the wards settled into a hush.

Perhaps it was the exhaustion from a day of rushing about, or the aftermath of a desperate struggle. The young woman, fanning with a palm-leaf fan, eventually drifted off at the side of Qiao Muting’s hospital bed.

Qiao Muting gently took the fan from her hand, enduring the lingering pain, and began to fan her in return.

Thus, Ji Shiyu, the old woman who had spent a lifetime in rivalry with her, had lately been honing her culinary skills. The result nearly poisoned the entire Xue family, giving Xue Ningshuang ample reason to linger at the Lu household.

Su Shun hadn’t finished speaking before he had already relayed instructions to the Grand Council: swiftly draft an edict for the Hunan Governor’s Office, directing Zeng Guofan to assist in organizing the Hunan militia.

To impeach Qingde, he could neither accuse him of ordering soldiers to destroy the review bureau—since Zeng Guofan lacked hard evidence—nor betray Peng Yulin’s old friend; nor could he charge him with colluding with Bao Qibao to deliberately hinder the Xiang Army.

Simply put, it was another name for the power of Buddhist faith. Since the Demon Buddha was not acknowledged by the faithful, it was grandly renamed the Great Recommendation Technique.

“Big brother, just say what’s on your mind. You’ve always helped me; if there’s a chance for me to help you, that would be wonderful!” Gong Molie assumed Yingtao had come to seek his aid, and hurriedly pledged his support, almost as if offering himself.

“I knew it—you’re a kind child.” Qin Zheng smiled, his fingers brushing her yellowed hair, a fleeting sorrow flickering in his eyes.

No one knew what the atmosphere inside the Williams racing team was like now. No one knew what kind of struggle this venerable team, seemingly on the verge of collapse, was engaged in. After BMW and many major sponsors departed, no one could see where the team’s future lay.

At a moment of life and death, Yang Ruofeng gritted his teeth against the pain and calmed himself. Years of hardship had taught him that in times of peril, panic leads to ruin.

Han Fenghuan pressed his lips tightly, gazing into the distance. His eyes no longer brimmed with loss; under the distant lights, his features appeared ever more resolute and confident.

“Child, don’t go, don’t go…” No matter how the Queen Mother of the West cried out, no matter how heart-wrenching her pleas, Lei Ming never looked back, gradually fading from her sight. She tried to chase after him, but an invisible force seemed to push her back.

Having chosen their elixirs, Ye Chen and his companions ascended to the ninth floor, where Old Guo was already waiting for them.

The moment the news broke, Western transcendents everywhere were thrown into confusion, dizzy with disbelief. Throughout the cultivation world in the West, sounds of shocked gasps echoed unceasingly.

Ignoring the clamor below, Lin Xuechan swept her hands through the air, causing the spiritual energy to surge and swirl like a vortex, all dissolving into her body. With solemn dignity, she bowed to Chen Fan.

In the next instant, a flame in her hand transformed into a crimson whip, striking fiercely toward Han Mi, the immortal maiden. The two clashed violently, wild true energy sweeping out—so much so that not only the mountaintop but the entire peak trembled.

A claw and a fist halted in midair—the drama was reaching a balance.

Just as everyone was thinking this, their expressions suddenly sharpened. At that moment, Chen Fan, who had been confronting the core zone, stepped forward, turned, and looked toward the terrifying battlefield, speaking slowly.

The meeting place chosen by Ping Sheng to honor Lei Yingdong was at the equestrian club. To avoid Lei Yingdong’s embarrassment, Chu Xiaoxin accompanied him to the venue.

The ancient Kanlong’s nine heads exhaled smoke, countless wisps converging into a gigantic dragon shadow.

“The four great beasts are catching up. We mustn’t let them intercept us. If they attack, things will become very troublesome,” the old man said.