After Rebirth, The Real Young Master Began to Maintain His Health

Chapter 57

It’s certainly better than an endless existence where no one can match your strength or even speak to you—a lifetime of loneliness is preferable.

Yet, just as I turned to close the bathroom door, I noticed four or five cigarette butts scattered on the floor. A cold sweat broke out over me as I realized that my father might have discovered something.

The man was nearly scared to death when he received the news. A few of Lu Yan’s subordinates were already quaking with fear.

After searching every corner of the coffin to confirm there was no ghost seal, I sighed and left. It seemed the seal wasn’t here; otherwise, it would undoubtedly have been buried with him, given its importance to his rebirth.

“Mr. Chen, what brings you to Jiutou Village?” Li Xiurong asked, pretending she wasn’t waiting for him.

Outsiders saw each Han family member as possessing extraordinary strength, assuming it was a family trait, unaware of the mysteries within.

I wonder what level Bai Feng has reached by now. Could it be that the maze of ghostly energy in Maoshan’s back mountains is truly that easy to cultivate? Could it be richer in spiritual energy than Maoshan itself?

Luo Qingfeng exited the Martial Building, and as he passed the heavy black iron doors, no one dared stop him, nor did they ask for a pass.

Holding a whip in hand, Han Mo squinted, needing only a few glances to realize that after the disruption, while they had reassembled in a trinity formation, the arrangement of soldiers had changed.

Without looking back, she waved her hand dismissively and went directly to the room where Lin Sisi’s body was laid.

Simultaneously, they built a horse ranch and set up a horse-breeding office, selecting skilled horse breeders from among the Xianbei and Qiang nomads who had settled in Hexi’s six counties, appointing them as supervisors and deputies.

Not only Luo Yong and his people but also every merchant had to work together to build the reputation of Yuanxiang Wholesale Market.

Tai Xiuyong let out an ugly laugh, mocking Shang Jingxing for his lack of understanding, despite his claim of expertise.

But twenty-four years into Odin’s rule, they discovered an unfinished “Indra Project” base. The Odin Kingdom converted it into a powerful military base, only for it to be destroyed by the Union of Siliga later in the war.

On the battlefield, the cries of war shook the heavens, with blood spraying and limbs scattering—scenes of intense, brutal combat.

A few seconds later, Xiao Cheng and his team spotted a brief flash of light near the orbit.

He himself had once hesitated due to Si Zhen’s background, but now he longed to marry her—was it due to parental decree, an existing engagement, love at first sight, or a growing affection? Sun Yanling was beginning to feel unsure.

He hung up, and silence blanketed the room once more, leaving a heavy, oppressive atmosphere.

Yun Ya wasn’t surprised; she’d suspected Yun Fugui was still alive and only wanted to play a trick on him, making him suffer a bit. The real fun was yet to come.

In an instant, he hypnotized himself, convincing himself that no matter where or when, the pendant on his chest would always be there.

Everyone loves a compliment, but that last remark felt off, and I shot him a glare.

This was essentially a hot potato for Si Zhen. One misstep, and she’d offend Sun Yanji’s wives and concubines.

That hesitation was all Master Du needed to realize that this person, disguised in their mansion guard uniform with blood smeared on his face and voice lowered, was trying to create confusion for a sneak attack.

The grand sight before them, stretching across the stars, could only be rivaled by the Heavenly Frontier Pass—though even that was hardly a fair comparison.