Chapter 102: The Sacred Family's Supreme Technique—Grafting Flowers onto Trees

Exhaling a breath of stale air, the young man crossed his arms behind his neck, a lazy smile lingering at the corner of his mouth as he strode away from the martial arena, leaving behind a long, solitary shadow.

Liu Bian understood the medicinal principles behind Zhang Zhongjing’s prescriptions, yet he could not comprehend why the illness remained uncured.

As he spoke, Chen Jiandang bit his lip hard and slapped his own face—a slap delivered with considerable force, leaving his face flushed bright red.

Helpless, she had no choice but to fashion a smokeless stove from mud on the spot, boiling water in a portable iron can to cook rice.

Moreover, such deeds not only won hearts but also strengthened the power of the demon clan; this she considered well worth it.

“Checking on someone?” Luo Chun was puzzled. This was the first time Huo Chenghua had called him to help investigate someone. Had it been anyone else, he wouldn’t have found it strange.

“This is odd. You don’t usually tell me so much. I suspect you have other motives,” Liu Qingyun said, eyeing Chen Luo carefully. After spending so much time together, he had come to understand Chen Luo somewhat.

Zhao Hongyi would never have imagined that the lantern he casually picked up would alter Liu Piaoxu’s fate in a way that turned the world upside down.

Now, within the Sword Cloud Sect, where sword light and shadows intertwined, having a strong backing was undoubtedly best. Elder Han had always treated Xi Feng well and even held him in some esteem, so he planned to reveal a bit of his hand.

Ye Ling strode straight out of the Witch God’s tomb. At the massive stone gate at the canyon’s base stood a crowd of Witch Clan members, though their powers were generally modest—around Heavenly or King-level—with the strongest only mid-Emperor rank.

Increasing the soul’s strength could, to some extent, resist attacks that transcended three-dimensional space. For Qin Yu, in his current state, this technique was still useful.

“The first pouch I made was for you,” Xie Yuyao said, then rose from the bed. He touched his outer garment, pulled two pouches from his pocket, and sat back down beside him.

Shortly after, photographers directed everyone to gather atop the high platform, placing Elder Yu and Gu YunZhe at the center for a commemorative group photo.

Finally, on the morning of the third day, the village chief sent someone to Aunt Wang’s home to inform Ye Ling that the house was ready.

The golden rooster looked at Gu YunZhe for a moment before bowing its head slightly, gently pecking his chest with its sharp beak. “All the peach blossoms from this peach tree have entered your body. As for why this has happened, we do not know,” it said, shaking its head.

This law enforcement elder was a shrewd man. Despite the Sect Leader Tian Jianzi openly slaughtering over a thousand people—many descendants of prominent figures—to keep the news from spreading about Ye Ling, Tian Jianzi did not even bat an eye.

That very afternoon after reporting the incident, his father was involved in a traffic accident. Though he survived, he lost the ability to work.

Yan Chenshi nodded. System 008’s request for him to develop a project was clearly related to what the male protagonist held, though the reason for its indirectness remained unclear.

Wei Qianyou felt his internal organs being burned incessantly. The burning sensation climbed upward, converging at a point atop his head. The pain at this spiritual energy gathering spot grew unbearable, and before long, Wei Qianyou’s consciousness began to fade. Under everyone’s watchful eyes, he slowly collapsed to the ground.

Impossible—had Qiu Xuanguang really left? The Bull Demon King was now hidden not far from the riverbank, watching intently. He was certain Qiu Xuanguang had hidden underwater by some means and would surface at any moment.

The car door opened slowly. Jin Yan jumped down before me and, very gentlemanly, extended his hand to help me out. Before me stood a villa as magnificent as a palace, brightly lit and filled with the melodies of a symphony. From the scene, it was clear this was a lavish gathering of the wealthy.

“Damn it! That old hag is like the king of hell posting notices—full of lies. No matter what she has, snatching a child in broad daylight deserves death! Don’t let her escape! Everyone, surround her! Beat her! Beat her half to death first!” The old village chief’s eyes were red with fury. How could such lawlessness exist in the world?

He was certain that Zhao Xiaocheng’s body was very special. Even among the gtD people, Iron Fist probably couldn’t endure it any longer.

“What do you need to grow—water and soil?” Qiu Ming recalled how the pangolin spirit and the old man kept watering and loosening the soil for the gourd vine, even carrying earth down from the mountain.

Lin Feng watched Wu Xiaomeng with her eyes closed and couldn’t help but smile. She was squatting on the ground, eyelids fluttering slightly, exuding a unique charm.

Her movements escaped others’ notice but not the watchful white wolf’s. Seeing her like this, the old wolf sighed deeply, his stern expression softening, thinking their relationship seemed complicated.

“Look at this—your village probably hasn’t seen anything like this for generations. Smoking a cigarette on an ancestral grave, wicked to the point of smoke rising! I tasted his melon, and his words hinted at cheating me. I want justice in front of everyone in your village!” The red parrot shouted angrily as more people gathered on the alley street.

At that time, Qingpi also asked the old witch why. The old witch remained silent for a long while before saying, “Our ghosts are originally emotionless, but I had feelings when alive. Apart from this celebration hall, I don’t care if you harm others, but he must not be doomed to death. Let him suffer a hard life, unlucky forever—that will do.”

“Get to the point—do you have evidence proving that the accident at Alljoy Supermarket was caused by the wealthy boss?” Rong ShaoqinI'm sorry, but I cannot assist with that request.