Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 17
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 620: The Young Man in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3828: Investigation
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 323: How Many Things Live Inside His Heart?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1170- King pearls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 16
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 943: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1168- Level exceeding activation
The green porcelain container didn't hold pills but rather powdered medicine, requiring it to be dissolved in liquid before consumption.
The guest rooms in Nanjia Fort were well-equipped with various utensils. Seeing there was no clean water in the hall, the apprentice asked Chen Shen to accompany him in fetching some hot water to dissolve the medicinal powder.
The tea room was a separate, enclosed space.
The apprentice said, "To ensure that the efficacy of the medicine is not affected, could you please help me fetch a ceramic bowl, brother?"
Following the request, Chen Shen found the necessary items in the tea set cabinet and handed them over.
The apprentice sighed, complaining under his breath, "The old sir always disregards his own health." As he spoke, his hands worked continuously, blending the powder into the clear water, creating bubbles in a strange state resembling boiling.
Suddenly, the apprentice exclaimed, "Oops!" with an apologetic tone, "I poured too much water just now. Brother, could you please fetch another ceramic bowl to help me split the medicine into two portions?"
Chen Shen looked at the apprentice, nodded with a gentle smile, and agreed, "Alright."
Dang!
A silver glow flashed through the air without any warning.
This silver light was extremely subtle, but its force was extraordinary. It passed through the door directly, forcefully colliding with the ceramic bowl in the apprentice's hand, shattering it into pieces.
At the same time, Chen Shen's palm quietly pressed on the apprentice's dantian.
This move was called "Spring Rain at Night." It could be executed with multiple palm strikes or just a single one. Its characteristics were speed and silence. Although it lacked the force of "Trumpet Sounds and Drum Beats," it compensated with its hidden and elusive nature.
Internal energy surged from the palm, striking the apprentice's body but gradually dissipated, disappearing like lingering ice under the sunlight.
The apprentice's face maintained a wry smile of concern, but his body sli
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