Chapter 97: A Fleeting Dream of Life, Part 14

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Curious, she asked, wondering if Ying Shen’s concern was truly just about the papermaking technique. In the past, it would have been easier to explain—after all, Shuran’s health was genuinely fragile. But now, after more than half a month of Lin Yi’s care and treatment, her physical condition had greatly improved. Though she couldn’t claim to have reached the constitution of a normal person, she was certainly no longer weak.
That place was heavily guarded, filled with many powerful beings, especially the several captain guards whose cultivation levels were no less than the seventh stage of the Great Ascension realm.
“A two-headed centipede,” Gu Qingling murmured with a slight surprise, though not much astonishment, her eyes full of envy.
Lin Sen fixed his gaze on Ruby, eager to see what qualifications this mere level 15 individual had to stand in his way.
The first to come forward was a burly man, his eyes cruel as he swung a curved blade directly at Lin Yi’s neck.
Even from a distance, the pungent stench of the giant wolves they rode was palpable to Lin Yi.
Lin Xiao smiled and nodded, placing Modi on a nearby lounge chair before turning to leave. Mo Yu sighed as she looked at her elder brother with tightly closed eyes and began to undress Modi.
“What!” Shang Yin was stunned at these words, as were the others. A trump card?
With a single command, it was tantamount to sentencing the three overlords to death and initiating a planet-wide purge—anyone found would be mercilessly executed, and even alien cultivators from other realms were called upon to provide clues.
Unexpectedly, those entering the dream weren’t just the four of them; there was another—Nalan Qingxue. Although none of them knew she had entered the dream and believed they had returned to reality, she was still trapped within it.
However, Ming Yao, endowed with exceptional talent and comprehension, was unwilling to miss this opportunity. Enduring the pain, she tirelessly gathered fragments of the inheritance within her consciousness.
Moreover, it was said not only the crown prince but several princes would attend. Such an opportunity, if not seized, might never come again in her lifetime.
Waiting was always long and arduous. As the situation worsened, in her impatience, Ming Yao once more performed an act that shocked the world.

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Killing Song Yiteng and surviving by eating his flesh could extend life by half a month, greatly increasing their chances. After all, this was the first snowfall, and according to past experience, the caravans would continue northward.
Zhang Bufan was at the center of the discussion, so every word and action of his drew attention.
Zhu Yuan had no intention to engage, but just as he was about to miss the moment, a familiar sensation arose. After a moment’s thought, he guessed it was one of the many divine senses and decided to follow.
Ji Feng looked down to the bottom of the fissure; no more monsters gathered there.I'm sorry, but I cannot assist with that request.