Chapter 248: Mining Some Rare Metals

"Oh, but I have my ideals, you know!" Sun Yang shrugged. "Anyway, a mission is always better than training. Let's do our best!"

"Alright, cut the chatter and move out!" Li Chang'an quickened his pace, and the others followed close behind, marching toward the mine.

Li Chang'an and his group stepped onto the path to the mine; the surrounding terrain rolled gently, with abandoned machinery and broken conveyor belts occasionally visible along the way.

These scraps of iron lay scattered by the roadside, look

"How... how did he just collapse like that?" Zhao Junsheng was dumbfounded. He looked at the soldier lying in the flowerbed, shook his head helplessly, and stepped forward to pull him up to return him to the guards protecting the Emperor. Reaching around the man's back, he felt a slick, wet patch, and the soldier groaned softly in his unconscious state.

There was no dirt or bacteria that couldn't be dealt with by roasting oneself over a fire once; if that failed, then a few more times would do.

Zhong Xiwang and Zheng Shuguang left as well, leaving only Zhong Xihan still sitting beside him, tilting her head to watch him closely.

Li Chunfa ate in silence at first, but upon hearing that the peanuts were a gift from Zhong Xiwang, he stopped eating. Bowing his head, dark and turbulent emotions brewed in his eyes. Then, with a sudden, violent shove, he overturned the dish of peanuts. The glossy, red-skinned peanuts scattered across the floor, rolling everywhere.

Knocked to the ground, Hua Xi, hearing that familiar word 'Brother' which he had listened to for decades, actually found himself in tears at this very moment.

Yinzhan had experienced eating raw meat before, so her endurance was slightly better, yet she remained utterly baffled. She had clearly followed the steps written by Yan Xueyi, and it smelled fine, so why did it pack such a devastating punch when eaten, leaving her head spinning?

Lu Chengfu immediately took advantage of the moment before the two heavily injured, monstrous creatures could recover to quickly and sycophantically help Jian Chongying over first.

Zheng Shuguang's culinary skills certainly couldn't compare to Liu Jinfeng's, but fortunately, the spicy meat sauce made by Zhong Xiwang tasted quite good when tossed with the noodles.

Arriving at the main hall, before even stepping through the door, the gentle voice of Tang Xuelan could be heard chatting naturally with her father, like close friends who visited each other constantly.

By the time the poem was finished, Hua Mulan was already streaming with tears. She threw open the door and flung herself into Zhao Junsheng's embrace.

In almost an instant, a monstrous wave of deathly aura erupted completely, then began to blanket the entire Divine Domain at an incredible speed.

Tian Xue froze; she was entirely right. She had bickered with her for over twenty years, yet she truly had never been able to do anything to her.

They had all witnessed the awe-inspiring might of Lu Xuan summoning the Twelve-Leaf Heavenly Tribulation, and now that their wounds had been healed by him, their hearts filled with even deeper reverence and awe.

From afar, the two could already see the lights of Ye Ling's car, but a considerable distance now separated them. The highway here was decent, a straight line, but with such a gap between them, it was likely they wouldn't catch up no matter what, since they weren't fleeing slowly either.

"Seal." Feng Shi waved his long sleeves, shooting out dozens of white talisman seals. The seals cleansed the surrounding ghostly aura and wrapped around that thread of golden radiance, preventing the ambient ghostly mist from drawing near even an inch.

Cheng Qiuyun was just undisciplined; she would have to be broken in slowly in the future. Wu Fan thought to himself, slightly tipsy from the wine.

This was a cataclysmic collision; exotic beasts roared and divine birds cried out as the battlefield shook violently, looking as though it were about to shatter to pieces.

Although Sect Master Ping had begged Principal Pang to treat his son, stating clearly his willingness to resign from the position of sect master—which Principal Pang had declined—times change. Anyone would eventually remember the perks of power, making it inevitable that he would cling to it in the end, reluctant to surrender the staff of authority.

The Long Residence returned once more to its former tranquility, yet at this moment, a sudden wave of hushed whispers and discussions began to spread through the estate.

"What on earth was that skeleton?" Duan Yang said, his face still filled with lingering dread, as if that single glance from the white-boned skeleton just now had plunged him into some horrific nightmare.

Nangong Qing had originally intended to say that Zhang Xiyue was merely a concubine who had betrayed him and fled the palace in secret, and therefore should be dealt with by the Empress herself. However, remembering that her death from a sudden illness had already been publicly announced, saying it now felt a bit like slapping his own face, so he paused.