Chapter 7

"How much for these herbs?"

Song Yu examined the herbs on the blanket. There were enough here to brew at least twenty bottles of potions.

The potions brewed from these blue herbs could enhance recovery rates.

This included, but was not limited to, health recovery speed, stamina recovery speed, and disease recovery speed...

Although it only increased the recovery rate, its versatility made it an exceptionally powerful potion.

Moreover, the raw materials—

Mu Qingya frowned, never expecting to run into the Second Prince's Consort here. A shadow fell over her heart; Mo Junling's shadow was inevitably behind the recent incident involving Mu Yizhi, and this Han Lingying tried to harm her the moment they met. How could she possibly be happy?

Frost Snow's face remained cold and expressionless. "This is what they told me, I'm not too sure either. I think we should head to the classroom first and talk about it there." With that, Frost Snow walked toward the classroom. Ye Zhe and Yi Shang didn't say much and followed behind her. The classroom must be in absolute chaos by now.

Ao Jing's lips curved into a slight smile. "You can rest assured about that. I won't slack off in this regard, and I won't miss out on what needs to be done." The impression Ao Jing gave Ye Zhe and the others was that he was not an ordinary person; he must be very powerful! Ye Zhe thought to himself.

After the gambler boldly shouted those words, the ghoul's face opposite him grew increasingly livid, and a cold sneer was squeezed out from between his teeth.

He shook his head, feeling dizzy as he struggled to recall what had happened before. He remembered the sword piercing him and wounding him.

Two security guards happened to witness this scene and were so shocked their jaws almost dropped. As Qin Bin pulled Leng Qingchan past them, the two guards simultaneously turned their heads away, pretending not to see anything.

"'Assassination.'" After Yi Shang's 'Shape Moon' was knocked flying one after another, he did not give up and launched an attack once again. Yi Shang raised his lightning sword toward the Mud Dragon Demon. The lightning sword emitted a burst of white light, and then suddenly elongated in an instant, a sharp white light piercing straight toward the Mud Dragon Demon.

This was a winding road, built spiraling up a mountain. Fan Changli said that there was a smooth stretch of road at the top of the mountain; once they got up there, they could drive all the way back to Fancheng. By then, with more traffic around, the people behind them naturally wouldn't dare to be so rampant anymore.

Seeing that Consort Che was truly enraged, the demons were frightened out of their wits. They relentlessly unleashed vicious attacks on Frost Snow. At that moment, Frost Snow rapidly circulated the spiritual energy within her body, and a blinding radiance enveloped both Frost Snow and many of the demons. "Phantom Thunder Light Staff!" Frost Snow's cold voice rang out.

"Qingya, do you mean you want me to accept the marriage alliance from Canglan?" Duan木凌煜 asked hesitantly.

Reflected in his eyes was a tall, imposing man radiating a commanding aura, carrying a unique aristocratic grace with every gesture that was entirely natural. The grave keeper sighed in silent praise; no wonder he was so generous with his money.

It seemed this style belonged to over a decade ago. Not only was it unavailable on the market now, but not a single person could be seen wearing it either.

Chu Xi spent three days mastering a large number of techniques for using source energy. Although he had no opportunity to learn bizarre source energy arts like Berserk, nor did he have anyone to help him develop source energy materialization, his strength had undoubtedly improved tremendously.

Gu Jiujiang was somewhat troubled. Ye Qing秋 had only recently begun to recover from the pain of losing her beloved brother and best friend, and the events recorded in this file would probably force her to remember it all over again.

Seeing that the task assigned to him by He Guang was completed, Yang Jian thought about hurrying back to report on his mission.

Wen Qian said that she was quite willing to accommodate others. After all, she was the one who had invited them over, so she had to give them the opportunity to shine.