Chapter Twenty-Two: Secretly Drinking? No, That Was Openly Enjoying a Drink!

Watching Bai Nianxuan’s actions, A’Bao was momentarily stunned.

“Wait.”

“You broke the seal, but you’re not planning to drink the wine, are you?”

A’Bao’s face became anxious. “Put it back quickly.”

This Moonlight Brew was the treasured wine of Agharess, the Moon Demon God.

“But I don’t know how to put it back.”

“What?” A’Bao was startled. “Then how did you break the seal?”

Even in the ancient days, after the strongest human cultivator suppressed the entire demon clan, he did not slaughter them all. Instead, he used his divine powers to transfer them into a space he had created.

“Hmph! Of course, it was Young Master Ba who told me,” Tu Yi replied, rare pride flashing across his face. It was as if receiving a secret from Young Master Ba made him want to leap to the heavens, revealing the significance Ba held in his heart.

After they departed, those who had been secretly watching outside the Mao family mansion gazed at the destroyed estate, each filled with shock.

The poor Jin army had just suffered a night raid from the Song forces and barely escaped, only to now fall into the trap of the Wolf Fang army. If this happened a few more times, they’d hardly have time to survive even if they didn’t die on the battlefield.

In a room at the base, the Gru commander was carefully observing the situation on the screen. Everything appeared normal, and nothing seemed amiss.

1. The sugar factory is making some candies—a new batch of milk candy as made previously at the Gao family. They are also using malt syrup to make some preserved fruits. Since there is no white sugar at the moment, malt syrup will be used as a substitute.

Thank goodness, thank goodness. It seems from now on, I’ll have to ask my uncle more about things. Can’t just listen to my wife with her long hair and short insight. If only I’d gotten into the reserve camp or the training camp back then, perhaps I’d have achieved even more, maybe climbed another rank or two—that would mean dozens more acres of land.

Faced with the furious Tie Muyun, the two elders struggled slightly. Each of Tie Muyun’s gestures carried the force of destruction, leaving them both astounded.

“I understand now. Lei, thank you. If it weren’t for you, I might never have regained control of my body. Truly, thank you! I promise to help you recover your memories; I will see it done.” Clenching his fists, Tie Muyun looked up at the Thunder God’s Hammer, which had already dimmed once more.

Tie Muyun could only sigh and refrain from saying more. He cupped his hands to Mengchen and leaped inside.

“Shun Ying, do you see how pure and pristine this world clad in silver appears?” Shen Tu Yue didn’t answer directly, her gaze deep and contemplative.

Yang Ren braced himself and spoke in one breath; after all, these matters existed whether spoken or not. Better to lay everything out to Huo Yuyan and avoid mutual suspicion.

“Are you the origin?” Gently gripping the jade token, a clear sensation surged through Qin Fan’s heart. Although the green figure vanished, Qin Fan keenly felt the token tremble. Clearly, things were not so simple.

This giant dragon, however, caught the government’s attention, and a sky-high bounty was offered for its capture.

“What are you doing?” Qiu Mengshu leaned against the railing, biting her lip, looking at Ye Chen with fear.

“I’ve lost you completely. Whoever I marry, wherever I go, it’s all the same now,” Fan Feng said with a smile, no longer hiding anything.

These days, the depletion of dragon energy had left him weak and exhausted. Normally, his body brimmed with endless power, his combat strength overwhelming.

Yang Ren emerged from the Earthquake Hammer, a demon-hued umbrella overhead, his feet upon two wind wheels, the Star Gathering Cauldron suspended to his left front, the Spirit Calming Lamp to his right, Earthquake Hammer in one hand and the exquisite Buddhist Relic Pill in the other—armed to the teeth.