Chapter 52: Serpent Offspring

The medicine cured the ailment immediately.
Following the administration of my herbal decoction, the "pain" inside Abbess Huixin's belly vanished without a trace.
Yet, to her utter disbelief, the tumult wreaking havoc in her stomach was actually a writhing nest of live, tiny white snakes!
Watching in horror as she "birthed" a litter of small serpents much like having a child, Abbess Huixin was frightened out of her wits.

"Aren't you afraid I might poison you?" Prince Xin Zhao Zhi asked softly, narrowing his eyes slightly at the sight.
He Jindong shook his head. "No. I've been so busy I haven't even had time to think about transforming. Now that I finally have some free time, I suppose I can give it some thought."

"Damn that Sun Wukong..." Dr. Gero, the remnant of the Red Ribbon Army, wore an uncertain expression. Although Sun Wukong was his mortal enemy, as an Earthling, he naturally did not wish to see aliens emerge victorious. Frustrated, Dr. Gero let out a cold snort and returned to his research laboratory to continue working diligently.

Zou Qing gazed out the window. On the other side of the floor-to-ceiling glass was the endless stream of traffic, and further in the distance lay the breathtaking horizon of Busan.

However, the reality was that the true body only had time to bare a look of utter terror before, in the very next second, he and the entire platform were utterly obliterated by the energy released from the matter-antimatter annihilation.

Liang Hongyu nodded slightly, indicating that, judging by folk customs, Zhang Miancheng's rhetoric aligned with the situation in many regions.

Come to think of it, who the assassin actually was truly did not matter. Gao Fangping had offended so many people and behaved in such an unsightly manner that even if Zhang San were caught, there would still be Li Si, Wang Wu, or Zhao Liu.

Kim Taehyung's inner voice was practically bursting from his lips. He stared intently at the interrogator's movements, his hands subconsciously tightening around his belt. The chill of the metal material helped snap him back to a slightly clearer state of mind.

Later on, Harry questioned virtually every student at Hogwarts, stopping anyone he saw smiling happily. Every single one of them turned pale with fright the moment Harry cornered them.

Having become the military strategist for the Chanyu of the Xiongnu, he desperately wanted the Han dynasty army fighting against the Xiongnu to suffer a crushing defeat, and thus advised the Xiongnu to adopt biological warfare.

Ordinarily, Qilin's life would have ended right here, but his assistant reminded him from the side to resume the video conference.

Stepping into the courtyard, Jiang Lingxi cast a subtle glance around. It was a very simple and rustic courtyard, which suited its master, Zhi Wujue, to perfection.

Returning to the foot of the mountain, Xie Shaoheng was still plagued by lingering fear, imagining that if anything happened to Shen Zhiyi, he would never be able to bear the responsibility. Thinking further of General Shen An's iron-fisted methods, he grew even more terrified.

Ever since Jixiang and Ruyi learned to walk, their inquisitive spirits often led them to scurry into every hidden nook and cranny of the house, waiting for Ji Yanli and Sheng Chaochao to hunt them down after returning from work.

Inside the bedroom, Xinhua removed her outer garments at Tianling's behest and sat quietly cross-legged on the large bed. Tianling cradled a milky-white ball of light and sat down directly behind Xinhua.

It was already difficult enough for Zhiyi to finally grow completely cold toward Xie Shaoheng, yet the absurd things she had done in the past were also plain for everyone to see.

That phrasing—if applied to a creature of flesh and blood, that would indeed be the case. But clearly, Seif was no ordinary being; from a certain perspective, he might even be tougher and more resilient than this massive contraption.

Both directors were exceedingly pleased with this and never missed a chance to make snide remarks in Guo Qilin's ear about how Andy Lau had recorded the movie theme song without charging a single penny, praising what a fine person he was.

Upon seeing Jiang Lingxi's bare, unadorned yet glowing and ruddy face—and especially upon sensing that familiar, subtle aura of authority pressing down toward her—the confident smile on her face froze instantly.

Yet, under the buff of a genius musician, it all seemed far more reasonable. After all, with a reputation like that preceding him, a genius is always expected to be different from ordinary folk.

Targeting vital points might be difficult for other players, but for Lin Qing, aided by the predictive calculations of Adam's Eye and near-perfect control over his strength, as long as the speed gap wasn't too massive, landing critical hits was as easy as turning over his hand.