Chapter 49: The Talisman

Lin Lu’s first reaction was sulfuric acid. In panic, she screamed and desperately tried to shield her face with her arms.

Yin Shanshan, summoning unexpected strength, swiftly pulled her arms away.

Lin Lu saw liquid spraying out from the bottle’s neck, and in that instant, she felt her life had reached its end.

If her face was ruined, she thought, she would rather die.

Just then, she felt herself being pulled, and someone embraced her tightly.

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Epilogue: Legend tells of a pair of jade pendants blessed by immortal lovers. Possessing them and making a wish allows one to grow old with their beloved, never to part. We hope, we wish that fortune will favor us. Yet the world rushes on, and who is not yearning for their own happiness?

If someone were to ask why I never let "Ah Huang" experience the outside world, my reply would be: it is not that I forbid it, but once I let him roam outside, he would be gone for half a day, and even my calls would not bring him back. Only if I catch him and refuse to let go can I carry him home.

Suddenly, as the gears turned, the bed board was pried open by a mechanism, and a hidden door appeared before them, flooding their vision with light.

Typical Putian-style hospitals consist of the guide department, consulting rooms, nurse stations, inpatient wards, network department, and logistics.

This creature seemed to understand my words; it glanced at me, then flew away, and I believed I would never see it again.

Ye Zihan found the patterns vaguely familiar, but she could not recall where she had seen them before.

Jiang Yiran turned to look, and saw Xu Zhimo standing behind him, beaming with delight.

Yet his cultivation had been destroyed; what could he do now? Even if it hadn’t, he would not be Jiang Yiran’s match! The old steward was lost, disappointment etched on his face as he shuffled out of the residence.

"Brother Huo! Wait!" Zhuang Qingqing finally remembered what she wanted to say and called out to Huo Ting.

He glanced again at the scene—this was one function of the central array. The Jade Burial Coffin was a heavenly palace, and a completely sealed one at that. The central array had countless ingenious uses; observation and location of outside circumstances was among the most basic.

"It’s me. Who would have thought, after centuries, you’re still alive..." The senior looked at the elder with a complex expression, then lowered his head and muttered, "To run into you here, what rotten luck! How many lifetimes of bad fortune must I have, to meet this blockhead in this place?"

Just then, the roller coaster was fully loaded and began to move. Tan Jin’er gripped the safety bar tightly, her pretty face tense with nerves.

"You’ve just had water, so don’t exercise too hard. Come, let big sister wipe your sweat, rest for a bit, and then you can play again," Wang Ying said gently, smiling.

Duojiguai seemed to sense something, his body stiffened, and he wore a forlorn expression as he headed toward the equipment pile.

The hero saving the damsel may be a tired trope, but Xu Chengye considered himself an ordinary man; he enjoyed this kind of cliché plot.

This purple robe was brought by Ella from Constantinople, dyed with Phoenician purple. Producing a single gram of this dye required at least twelve thousand murex snails, making it three times more valuable than gold. Without exaggeration, this robe was a symbol of her status. She hoped it would awe the soldiers.

The two dignitaries from the Holy Academy instantly recognized the armor worn by Wei Invincible and his companions—it belonged to the Great Yan Northern Garrison.

For this was the moment the primordial spirit would be born; he needed the aid of awe-inspiring righteousness to nurture the ‘god’ within his sea of consciousness.

The old lady, cursing, grabbed a stool leg as her cane and struck the maid preparing medicine. Once was not enough—she continued to beat her.

Twenty minutes—when waiting in agony, each minute and second is harder to endure than one could imagine.