Volume 1, Chapter 26: Exorbitant Medical Expenses

The doctor looked at Jiang Huan with a touch of pity. "Simply put, the brain believes it is dead, and as a result, it issues death commands to every organ in the body. Before long, the patient will pass away due to multiple organ failure."

Jiang Huan, struggling to maintain his composure, pleaded desperately, "Doctor, is there no way to cure this?"

The doctor shook his head. "There is currently no permanent cure. The only thing we can do is what we are doing now—constantly stimulating the patient's nerves to prevent the brain from sinking into this self-deception. It’s just that..."

Jiang Huan looked at the doctor blankly. "Just what?"

The doctor replied helplessly, "This method of treatment can only sustain her basic vital signs..."

Ma Wei, standing beside Cao Chong, was shocked. Since she could not hear the secret thoughts of Cao Cao and his son, she only saw Cao Cao agree to Cao Chong's proposal after a moment of contemplation.

She was dressed in an ice-blue cloud-patterned brocade top, layered with light gauze and a pleated phoenix-tail skirt that swept the floor, giving her an ethereal, fairy-like appearance.

Finally, Cao Cao faced the direction of Xudu, knelt on both knees, and received the golden seal and purple ribbon from Xu Liu.

The number of top-tier martial artists from the Guanxi Martial Alliance and the Eighteen Strongholds of the Heavenly Wolf had reached thirty-seven in total.

On the way back to the manor, the carriage Cao Chong was riding in passed by Cao Pi’s residence. After glancing at the estate, Cao Chong lowered his eyes, a sharp, cold glint flashing through them.

"Tell me," Tao You said, unable to make sense of it. Suddenly feeling energized, she dragged her chair to Hong Xiqi’s bedside and sat up straight.

At that moment, Cao Chong saw several people walking toward him from a distance. Upon closer inspection, he realized it was Lady Huan, accompanied by Cao Xian and Cao Yu, coming to visit him.

Cao Chong and his party left Chang'an City, setting out for Huaili, followed closely by thousands of hand-picked armored cavalry.

"You're welcome. Please continue to fight for me, until this world is saved." Rama’s shadow transformed into the likeness of the White Saintly Remains before vanishing.

***

For some reason, Jiang Yunying felt she was being alluded to, and Mo Yunxiao, standing to the side, cast a smiling glance her way.

"Of course. A man must stand tall and firm; his word is his bond." The man grinned, his eyes shifting with a sly look.

Because it knew the martial artists also possessed supreme powerhouses, it rarely appeared, leaving all tasks to its subordinate black beasts.

Lin Tianhai wanted to rush forward to claim the credit, but Qu Tianyang immediately held him back; if both guns were real, it would be extremely dangerous.

"Chen Tian, is that you? You aren't Chen Tian, are you? You're Wujie?" A-Bo looked at Chen Tian and Wujie, his expression showing he was completely confused.

After all, if they could not find the main altar of the Blood Shadow Pavilion, they could not approach the Pavilion Master, and obtaining the antidote would be out of the question.

After saying this, he turned and walked toward the exit. Just then, Nie Chuhong, who had been standing silently with his gun, suddenly tossed the weapon aside, rushed over, grabbed Gu Jisheng by the shoulders, and shoved him back, intending to charge out in his place.

"I think we can stage a play, making the other side believe we have turned on you, forcing them to reveal themselves, and then we can join forces to slaughter them." The representative of the Southern Duke State, thinking of the Eastern Duke State representative who was to leave the city tomorrow, suggested this.

With a thought, the Twelve Demon Gods automatically disassembled and returned to their original state. Then, the godhead slowly floated out and landed in Gu Yun’s hand. Reaching out to grasp it, he extracted the remnant soul of the Fire Main God and merged it directly into his own primordial spirit.

Hei Wei approached the divine treasure, his expression twisted and grotesque with greed and excitement. He reached out with his large hand and took the treasure.

Given Gu Yun’s current strength, he could not unleash the maximum power of the Chaos Bell. At his current level, he could not even make it sound. But even the mere ability to stabilize sound was a fatal weapon against the Fire Main God.

The cause of death was thirty-two stabs by the killer, resulting in death from hemorrhagic shock. It was not a peaceful passing. According to the perpetrator, Liu Guo, the victim, Zhang Xinjie, seemed to have hummed a line of opera as he died, mentioning something about "killing in a chaotic mess."

"I wonder, how were the Lord's personal bodyguards and death squads trained?" Huang Ju asked a question he would never have dared to ask under normal circumstances.

However, the guard and the old craftsman Ma Sanquan reacted much like the fishermen, looking somewhat dazed, unsure if this "Young Master Wei" was speaking the truth.

This feeling was even worse than when Yuan Lei died. But I knew I couldn't cry; a man, even if his teeth are shattered, must swallow the pain.

He did not collapse immediately. It was only after flying over a yard away and hitting the doorframe of the wine pavilion that he finally fell.

***

In the Bermuda Triangle, due to its unique geography, the presence of various iron ores on the seabed, and substances undetectable by human technology, the area suffers from intense magnetic field fluctuations.

Meanwhile, while Chu Yan was rallying men to form a team for a flanking charge, Cai Xu did not completely stop either.

The things he had encountered recently would have destroyed anyone else. Yet, when he walked into the courtyard, he appeared radiant and full of spirit, as if he had just struck it rich or passed the imperial examinations; it would be hard to find anyone more imposing than him.

"Hm? Go to his house? You look tired, you should rest!" my Second Grandfather said.

"You don't have to believe me," Feng Jun replied irritably, thinking to himself that such a simple-minded person—he wondered how he had managed to stir up such a blood feud with the Federation in the first place.

"Didn't people say there was a Terrace of Looking Toward Home and a Bridge of Helplessness in the Nine Underworlds? And an old woman who tricks people into drinking tea so they lose their memories? How come I can't see anything?" Xiao Yang asked, puzzled.

Three days passed in the blink of an eye. When Zhang Hao stopped his lecture and the sound of the Dao gradually faded, many felt a deep sense of loss. In those three days, the vast majority felt they had benefited greatly. Even if they hadn't made progress in their cultivation, the baptism of the Dao's sound made their bodies feel as if they had been reborn.

The Yuan clan of Runan and the Xun clan of Yingchuan could be called prominent clans. But the Yang clan of Hongnong was undoubtedly the representative of the great aristocratic families.

On the third level, Xiao Yang encountered an illusion of Qin Shou. Qin Shou’s martial arts were originally on par with his, and Xiao Yang was beaten half to death. Finally, a berserk Xiao Yang used his ultimate technique to defeat Qin Shou.

They merely made a show of besieging Pingyu, sending out multiple groups of scouts to cut off the information channels between Pingyu and places like Shangcai and Quoyang to the west.

Among the rewards for logging martial arts, the first resource reward was a superior martial art, which Wu Can had not yet had the chance to select.

This was precisely one of the reasons Empress Wei was determined to win over Shangguan Wan'er. Not only was Shangguan Wan'er a favorite of Empress Wu Zetian with a massive power base in the court, but she also held command over the elite Inner Guard, which would play a decisive role in the struggle against Li Longji.

As the son of Odin, Vidar had seen his father, the All-Father, with his own eyes. Because of this, he understood what kind of power a God King possessed, and he sensed that same level of power in Le Yuan.

Her gluttonous demeanor involuntarily reminded Li Shenxing of Mango back home, because every time he cooked chicken legs for them, Mango would follow him around with that exact same expression.