Volume One, Chapter 24: The Art of Observing Qi

“Sweetie! Sweetie!”
Montage called out loudly, but the girl in his arms no longer made any sound.
“My dear grandson, Sweetie... she’s gone.”
The Ginseng Spirit walked over to Montage, placing a hand on his shoulder.
“No, she’s not dead! There must be a way to save her—there has to be a way!”
Montage shoved the Ginseng Spirit’s arm aside, shouting as if mad.
“My young friend, the dead cannot return to life; all of this is fate.
You were destined to face this calamity, and this… young lady took it upon herself to shield you. Don’t let her devotion go to waste.”
Yellow Half-Immortal shook his head with a sigh.
After Meng Sweetie’s death, she reverted to her original form, including the ginseng…
A brief conversation revealed to Su Chen that her hometown was in a town called Xiaowen, under a county by the Jiang Sea.
“Father, I don’t want to walk anymore. I’d like to return to the carriage.” After what had just happened, Xiulian’s mood was affected; she looked somewhat downcast.
Dao instinctively rolled aside, dodging, only to remember afterward that the giant serpent’s gaseous body wasn’t truly aggressive. He cursed inwardly, “Careless!” The serpent, seizing the opportunity, surpassed Dao with a mocking laugh.
Yes, without the nobility, everyone is equal; as long as one works hard, anyone can become an official. People’s enthusiasm is immediately boosted, and with a mature management system, the country will flourish and grow ever better.
In a split second, the poisoned fly was struck first; its body pierced by the spear, red liquid oozed forth.
Feng Bin rolled on the ground, the stones beside the railroad painfully digging into him, but he couldn’t stop. He felt as if he were dreaming, unable to understand why the policeman’s ghostly shadow kept following him, or how he always knew exactly where to find him.
Sun Erniang glanced around, finding no one. Suddenly, a shadow flickered behind her. Whirling around, she saw a figure not far away.

Then there was bamboo. Bamboo carvings, passed down through a thousand years, have produced many masters, and now the market value is soaring; exquisite pieces are nearly impossible to buy, even for a fortune.
Apricot Pomegranate, sweet-mouthed and polite, called Liu Ming’s closest friends and colleagues “mother” without breaching etiquette. Yet hearing Apricot Pomegranate say it so naturally and sincerely, it made people ponder.
The siblings lost their parents early and depended on each other; thus, both cared deeply for one another.
Leaf Solitary received a report from his subordinates, learned that Dragon Commander had escaped danger and awakened, and sighed in relief.
Dragon Commander and his companions exchanged glances at her question, unsure how to explain.
But the powerful Big-Mouthed Gull, having lived long in the area, could trigger heavy rain within hundreds of meters.
Ghost Mulberry then instructed her on nurturing and enhancing the Soul-Summoning Banner, as well as precautions for traversing the Ghost Sect, before letting her leave.
Even if seven original flu viruses bred without constraint, and their offspring likewise hunted blood-red cells and cloned tissues recklessly, they still gained no advantage.
When Phoenix Tree saw the Giant Needle Bee, seemingly struggling, yet deftly dodging the Flaming Horse’s third charge, even the hot wind swirling nearby made the bee’s expression even more pained.
Hanzhong is remote and dangerous, but nearly free from warfare, perfect for recuperation and military preparation. Once they’re ready, they can return to reclaim their honor; indeed, it’s their best option now.
Hearing the villagers’ comments, the faces of the Chen family turned grim.
Leaf Dragon’s body collapsed instantly, pupils wide, eyes vacant, unable to say a word.
By Luo Yuan’s side, the Golden-Eyed Giant Ape and Purple Flame Mystic Bird appeared together, one left, one right, guarding him.
They’d encountered such producers and directors before, but the so-called “hidden rules” remain hidden because they cannot be brought to light.
Of everything in the two storage pouches, the highest value was undoubtedly the inheritance of the Infinite Inquiry Immortal Sutra.
Regardless of whether Mo Fei’s encounters were intentional or accidental, as long as he committed no crime, they remained friends.
Last night, Zhang Nuolan slept late, dreaming several “beautiful dreams,” until Zhang Jiayi woke her with a knock.

After the players returned to Portland, Ramsey didn’t schedule further training, knowing everyone was exhausted.
Bai Heng casually wrapped his arm around Jiang Yi’s waist, his other hand in his pocket, a cigarette dangling from his lips. He’d already restrained himself—at least he hadn’t smoked in the car.
So Duan Yu simply drew his dagger, channeled his inner strength, and descended along the cliff’s cracks. With sand, stone, and grass all around, he didn’t slip, and relying on his martial skills, he dropped quickly, using the dagger as an anchor. Within half an hour, he’d reached the valley floor.
The entire Golden Palace was enveloped by a barrier; a brief sensing revealed their current strength couldn’t break it.
Yang Yang didn’t understand what she meant—he took the phone, saw the headline: “Nets’ Future Core: Yang Yang Hopes to Lead Team to Five Consecutive Wins.”
At the whistle, the Tiger Brigade retained possession, and immediately the Tiger Team members smiled, because by tradition, whenever Tiger Brigade had the ball, another point for Tiger Team was as good as guaranteed.
Still, one shouldn’t strike a smiling face, especially since this was Fan Miaomiao’s boyfriend’s friend. If he didn’t show respect, Fan Miaomiao would be embarrassed.
“Yes!” At this moment, Fan Yuansi was no longer trembling; he answered crisply.
“I dare not,” Wu Ye’s words made Fan Yuansi drop to his knees again, face full of fear.
Tiger Brigade followed Mi Shi, stepped inside, and saw that whatever secret technique had been used, even the stench inside was gone. Eyes wide, he exclaimed.
“Make way! Grandma, why did you come here? Everything’s clear now—you fell on your own, and Mr. Wang had nothing to do with it!” The police had arrived, frowning.
Huo Xiao didn’t know why Nan Sheng suddenly had such feelings in the middle of the night. Yet his survival instinct told him to declare his loyalty.
A gentleman does not stand beneath a dangerous wall—if he were the eighth prince, with such strength, he’d have quietly left the palace by now.
Zhi Zhi still felt dizzy, sitting there, mind not fully returned. She leaned back on the hospital bed, eyes closed, head tilted.
Reaching the foot of the hill, a sudden flash of insight struck me. How foolish I’d been—since the Ghost Bodhisattva had entered, and now I could communicate with the ghosts here, if I used the Yu Step again, perhaps I could connect with the Ghost Bodhisattva?