Chapter 36: Why Am I Bleeding?

As expected of the Dean of the Culinary Academy, Qu Yun replicated Hua Yun's previous movements almost perfectly, and before long, a batch of skewers was ready.

"Everyone, have a taste!" Qu Yun scrutinized the skewers in her hand, convinced there was little difference.

And so, everyone held another serving of meat.

Hua Yun took a skewer and bit into it gently; it was quite good, hardly different from her own.

"Delicious, Teacher Qu, you are truly impressive!" Hua Yun could not help but exclaim.

Yu felt a sense of loss. No wonder An possessed combat techniques to enhance strength, medical skills to save lives, and mastery over so many things. He had assumed An was the successor of some great shaman from a powerful tribe, but he never imagined she was a divine messenger. If the noble An were to be with him, would he even be worthy?

The Black Dragon nodded awkwardly. He had just obtained four dragon bones and already delivered them to the Old Lord. Now that he was asked to hand them over, he had nothing to give. What was he to do?

Yun Jing'an nodded. Jie Yi was indeed a cultivation genius, though it was a pity his heart was not entirely in his practice; otherwise, he would not have passed away before reaching the age of a hundred.

Stunned, Ke Yunrou watched his panicked figure disappear bit by bit. She lifted her hand to look at the emptiness of her right palm, her once clear gaze gradually replaced by strange, turbulent emotions.

The Great-Grandfather then used the Yin-Yang Sword to cut away the clothing around the wound to inspect it. The wound was small, barely an inch long, but the surrounding skin was blackened and bruised, with dark fluid oozing out continuously. He surmised that the arrowhead had been coated in a lethal poison.

Jingwei sat on the hotel bed, looking at Jiang Ping's luggage. She thought of how vast the Imperial Capital was, and if something truly happened to Jiang Ping, how would she face Aunt Jiang?

She possessed the Five-Element Spiritual Root. Even if everything went smoothly during her first consumption of the Pulse-Transforming Pill, she could only transmute her spiritual root into an immortal root. She would have to take the pill once more, and if successful again, she could finally forge a divine pulse.

"Are you doing this to help my brother, or to help your brother?" Zhou Ziheng asked, parrying the question like a Tai Chi master.

"I am sorry, I do not wish to participate. I am just a doctor, and I know nothing about archaeology," I refused once again.

Gu Xiu lifted her increasingly heavy legs, channeling her divine breath to flow down into the meridians of her lower limbs.

Thus, even though they knew the Sunflower Kingdom had perished and become the capital of the Great Sun Empire, they showed little reaction. They continued to guard the city walls, obeying Emperor Lu Youming, for they could not leave and relied on outsiders to provide them with supplies. They were in no position to offend anyone.

Refusing Uncle Kai's kindness was something Wang Nuo was determined to do. Furthermore, he had originally intended to repay Zhang Chenkai; a dinner invitation was unavoidable, and if he invited Zhou Minghai as well, everything should be settled.

Yang Tian slowly rose, patted his somewhat stiff arms, and then donned the clean clothes nearby before walking out the door.

Yang Tian's gaze was somber. With a slight flicker of his palm, a divine bead hovered over his hand, radiating chaotic energy and emanating a terrifying aura.

Lu Youming had indeed strode out. After Yin Dayin had downed a few cups of wine, she realized Lu Youming had not returned and wondered if he had truly walked away.

"Young Master, I do not know if my phone still has power. Since you gave it to me, I have never used it," Ling Mei said, taking the phone from her person.

Now, Fu Tianze wanted to buy her heart with a bouquet of roses again. Hmph, he thought it would be that easy? He believed his clumsy tricks could be used endlessly, but she would never stumble in the same place twice.

Yet, at the very moment she closed her eyes, Hua Xieji felt herself fall into a warm embrace.

In truth, Luo Pei had already shown mercy. Just moments ago, he had used the flat side of his hammer to strike Zhang Tianyang, deliberately avoiding the long, sharp spike at the front; he did not want to lose Zhang Tianyang over a single battle.

"Boss, it is dangerous here. We do not know if there are enemies hiding in the darkness, so you cannot stay," Wu Yuanjia urged.