Such a thing had never existed before.

Bai Zongnan turned over and gazed at a potted rose on the windowsill.

For reasons he could not explain, Bai Zongnan always felt an uncanny sense of déjà vu—especially when he looked at that single white blossom. There was an inexplicable familiarity, as if he had already been here before.

“One day, when I reach a certain level in my cultivation, perhaps I’ll remember my past. No matter if I have to search to the ends of the earth, I will find my mother,” Bai Zongnan vowed silently.

Xu Da immediately spoke up. “And then, to repay my brother for saving his life, he gave this traditional painting to my grandfather, fulfilling his lifelong wish!” As he spoke, admiration flickered in Xu Da’s eyes.

For patients whose lives are not in immediate danger, the sooner they reach a hospital, the better their chances of survival. Prolonging treatment with only medication en route risks the condition worsening—what was not the work of the Grim Reaper might well become it.

“Vital signs have recovered somewhat, but spontaneous breathing and heartbeat remain weak. Continue cardiac massage a little longer,” Liu Ya instructed, his hands never pausing. For cases where respiratory and cardiac failure are not caused by heart or lung disease, the chances of successful resuscitation are much higher.

The pulse was strong and the breathing steady. After nearly a month on the job as an ambulance driver, not knowing at least basic medical knowledge would have made the work all for nothing.

Xu Zi shook her head, glanced at her watch, and picked up the umbrella lying on the floor—her shift was about to begin.

“Heh, ‘just know’ doesn’t do it justice! Anyone from that clan sweeps across the myriad worlds—getting your hands on this is a true stroke of fortune!” the Nether Throne said.

At 9:30 that evening, Li Hai led four companions into the Emperor’s Country Inn. Unexpectedly, once the Wang brothers were dressed in new clothes, they really looked the part.

At first she was reluctant, but at last, persuaded by Nangong Yuchen, she agreed to move in with Angel after the Honors Student Advancement Tournament ended.

The Eight Extremities Fist, famous for its raw force and simple, rapid movements, had always been admired. Yet, the technique Wan Feng now displayed, like his Wing Chun, was fundamentally different from what was taught to the masses.

No matter how silver-tongued Malfoy might be, with evidence in hand, a thorough investigation would be inevitable.

In the medicinal gardens cultivated by the great sages of Central Divine Continent, countless spiritual herbs and rare fruits would ripen in a moment, saving decades of effort and leaving the mighty dumbstruck.

Xin Xiaoting was the first to step out of the car, making a playful face at Shen Qiang, before brazenly taking his arm.

Ouyang Chunhua nodded, but the two seemed to have run out of things to say. Awkward silence once again filled the room.

What he did not know was that, even for those who cultivate immortality, it is impossible to escape the scheming and intrigue of the mortal world.

But since they were only ordinary people and clearly hadn’t intended to kill, Shen Qiang saw no reason to intervene.

“Mm.” Suddenly turning her head towards Lu Shiyao, Zijing grabbed her by the collar and buried her face in Lu Shiyao’s chest.

Chen Yu turned away in silence. He had never mastered the powerful skill of lying without a blush or a gasp.

With her mouth so full, swallowing was a struggle. Zijing’s throat worked a few times, then she began to cough and slap her chest in distress. Seeing this, Chen Yu hurriedly handed her a glass of water, finally rescuing her from choking.

Ye Fei had heard of the four divine artifacts, the Wrath of Thunder, though similar in name to the Thunder God’s Fury, they were very different objects.

His gaze locked onto the soaring skeletons of the Sanctuary. Suddenly, torrents of black earth shot from the ground, enveloping the flying skeletons completely.

Watching Mo Qianxia bring dish after dish from the kitchen, Lin Moxuan couldn’t help but find them strange. At home, he rarely ate such ordinary fare; he was accustomed to dining on Western or Korean cuisine in fine restaurants, sampling specialties from various countries. This was his first time tasting such simple dishes, and when he cooked himself, it was always Western food as well.