Chapter 81: Come Here, Let Me Give You a Buff (Third Update)-The System Arrived Two Years Early, and I Became a God!(Writing a book is truly difficult.)

Looking at the daily quest before him, Shen He paused mid-bite. What did it mean? Had they already been targeted by the mutated beasts lurking nearby? He glanced around, searching for anything amiss, but found nothing out of the ordinary. Yet, knowing the nature of the system, it was entirely possible that this was a warning of events soon to unfold. If that was the case, their journey ahead would likely not be easy.

He continued reading.

Ever since Hu Mei left Jing Tang’s chamber, Jing Tang had been reflecting deeply on what it was she truly desired. Her mind was in turmoil, pacing restlessly back and forth. Suddenly, the scent of medicine drifted through the air, and Yang Lan’s crisp, joyful voice called out, “The medicine is ready, come and have some!” The sound was like celestial music; Lady Li Ji, both expectant and nervous, walked towards her.

The goal she had once been so certain of was now shaken, leaving Zheng Yuan Yuan momentarily lost, her gaze wandering unthinkingly about the room.

Green Lyzi was a poisonous herb, bearing a faint salty taste, tinged with a subtle, almost imperceptible bitterness. The bitterness was so slight that most would never notice it in their food. It was this understanding that made Long Teng furious—though he admitted he had not acted with the purest intentions, he felt her utter lack of trust from the very beginning was an affront.

At this moment, it was clear from their expressions that Jiang Lin and Ancestor Murong were both astounded. Through the recent battle, both sides had come to recognize each other’s strength.

As the audience recognized the “Scythe of Death,” the host on stage finally managed to glimpse the face concealed beneath the hat, whispering in amazement.

The sound of stones crashing to the ground still echoed, as the giant rocky hand reached out and gently closed around Lias, capturing her in its palm.

Samael was utterly annihilated, dying in an exceptionally humiliating fashion. Yun Qian Qian clutched her stomach, trying to stifle her laughter.

It was already May 9th. Upon learning the main force had successfully broken through, Huang Qixiang of the 11th Army Group ordered the rear guard, the 173rd Division, to break out immediately.

I placed Wuji on the sofa and recounted the events to everyone. When I mentioned that the Mountain Demon had nearly killed me, their faces changed instantly—Zhong Ling’s expression grew cold. After finishing my tale, everyone finally let out a long sigh of relief.

Therefore, at this moment, they no longer needed to worry about gathering forage or similar concerns, and could finally rest with ease.

Wang Chen’s smile grew wider, while Qiao Hai trembled in terror, his entire body pressed against the ground, desperate to merge with it, utterly unwilling to rise, terrified of enduring more from Wang Chen—after all, this was a man capable of defeating even Chu Tianhe.

Wang Batian leapt forward, placing himself in front of Wang Baren, shielding his two brothers.

The Jin Prince’s residence was filled with mourning. The young heir, Li Cunxu, though established as acting governor of Hedong before Li Keyong’s death, found the reins of military and political power now firmly in the hands of his uncle, Li Keneng.

“Whoosh!” The ring on his left hand flared brilliantly, shooting forth a beam of light; a massive green shadow flickered across the ground.

Zhong Ling burst out laughing, “Just use your mouth to suck out the ghost poison.” The room fell silent for a moment. Embarrassed, I touched my nose; everyone glanced at me and He Yuhui, whose cheeks flushed red after hearing this.

He had long understood the nature of Huijue before him, and was well aware of Huijue’s resolve at this moment.

Since there might be a bigger catch later, Lu Yu chose to observe quietly, lest he alert the prey.

My heart tightened; I sighed softly and bowed deeply to Elder Dongfang. “I know what I must do now. Thank you for your guidance.” Rising, I took my leave. Elder Dongfang watched my departing figure, sighing as if recalling some distant memory.