Volume 1, Chapter 28: The Wanted Man

Just as Li Xian was about to leave, the shopkeeper grabbed him.

The man quickly put on a flattering smile and invited Li Xian into a private room, saying gravely, "There is much to discuss, much to discuss indeed. I am Liu Fu, the proprietor of the Fuyuan Restaurant. May I ask for your honorable name, young master? How should I address you?"

Li Xian was not surprised by the reaction; after all, the liquor he had brought possessed an extraordinary appeal to the restaurant.

Li Xian nodded and said calmly, "Li Xian. Since Proprietor Liu is interested, let us discuss it. I hope we can reach a mutually pleasant cooperation."

He felt as if he were holding a gold brick! Wherever he went, he shone with brilliance. He had no worries at all...

Yi Zinan looked around the room, still puzzled. She could hardly imagine what had transpired here.

Within minutes, a change came over Wu Ming. His labored breathing smoothed out, his persistent high fever vanished instantly, and some color returned to his pale face.

"Of course not! I don't know what curse that demon placed on me to turn me into such a ghastly monster. I was a real human being originally," the Director of the Security Department immediately retorted.

Looking down at the farm from the peak of Xianren Peak, eight hundred meters above the ground, the entire area resembled a massive construction site. Roads were being paved and facilities built everywhere; cars on the ground looked like tiny boxes, and people scurried like ants.

Yet, after the explosion, there were no craters in the earth. Instead, a great cloud of white and yellow smoke billowed up, obscuring everything within sight.

Damn it, what kind of novice could handle a standard BMW Mini with more ferocity than a high-performance TT?

The next moment, Wang Yuyang gently lifted her onto the sofa and covered her with a thin blanket.

Naturally, the most manpower and machinery were concentrated on the main road. The roadbed had to reach the Old Tea Pavilion by this morning, and the site for the evening's bonfire party had to be cleared.

Upon seeing this, Wang Yuyang quickly averted his gaze and looked elsewhere.

The Blood-Winged Heavenly Bat moved with him, crushing fresh life with every step. With one foot, it ground a mountain’s cultivators, cave dwellings, and buildings into dust; the cultivators were utterly powerless before it. With a single claw, it severed a towering peak at the waist, leaving the cultivators on the majestic mountain screaming in terror.

***

A brief silence caused her to look up and open her eyes. Raindrops hung suspended in mid-air, and the purple dragon remained frozen in a snarl. From near to far, everything had come to a stop.

Two days later, the Taoist priest would go to the White Taoist Temple to preach, but that would be during the day. At night, she would accompany the Emperor to take a stroll.

"Not much, just enough to secure the land lease. Besides, Uncle, aren't you still in the village? That's why I'm offering such a high price," Chen Fei said.

Her smooth, pale fingers slid down from her neck, where the blue and purple bruises served as a reminder of what had just occurred.

Xu Xingzhi shook his head and said sincerely, "Master Tong, Chang'an is not as you imagine. On the contrary, His Majesty is benevolent and loves his people; he even restricts the practitioners of the demonic path from committing evil."

Then, he silently climbed over the wall and crept toward the spot where the meteorite had just been placed.

Only then did Cao Da come to his senses. Seeing that Yang Han was truly angry, he quickly threw himself into her arms with his two paws, begging for a hug and pledging his loyalty.

The furniture in the living room was arranged, looking quite high-end. However, the large bags left out while packing disrupted the aesthetic.

Hearing the voices of Erhei and the Crown Prince, Billy seemed to sober up a bit, tightly wrapping his tail around Cao Da's neck.

Upon hearing the lion’s words, the leopard and the tiger felt very happy. They exchanged glances and began whispering in its ear.

"That's true. Whether we rest or not is the same; it's just a formality," I laughed.

Faced with Ning Wuque's persuasion and the threat of the Republic’s powerful armed forces outside, the high-level officials of the Kunlun Sect finally made concessions and agreed to cooperate.

After all, she had only said she would use it for the night; as long as it was returned by the next day, there would be no impact.

Qing Qiudie was teary-eyed, nestling against Brother Duan's chest: "Brother Duan, let me stay here on your chest for a while longer!" The two embraced and wept, oblivious to the world.

Bai Suzhen said she often came here to play, but not this time. She asked Brother Duan to count. Brother Duan didn't want to play, but since everyone insisted, he reluctantly agreed. Counting to the four hundred and sixty-third, the Venerable Shatu the Wrathful. The poem reads: "Better to offer kind words than gold; follow the teachings of the sages. The gloom of the past is blown away by the wind; spring fills the courtyard."

Bai Shoubang’s left foot had just stepped back when he immediately lunged forward, his katana thrusting directly toward Zhang Huo’s chest.

For all these years, the entire Yun family had lived together without dividing the household. The public assets belonged to all four branches, and the Fourth Madame's attempt to claim them for herself naturally incited public outrage.

***

"Auntie, please don't say that. There is no talk of losing out. Mengyu and I are brothers; these things are what I ought to do," Wen Xu said with a smile, shaking his head.

The noisy space suddenly fell into a dead silence, sealed away as if banished into an endless darkness, with no way of knowing when a glimmer of light might appear.

"Big sister, don't be anxious. I'll have someone bring you some clothes. You should put them on before you head back," Meng Qianxun said with studied casualness as she walked over, blocking Meng Ruoting's path.

In his previous life, Lin Lingdong had many identities. He was not only a pharmaceutical tycoon but also a commodities giant, and in his early days, he had even dabbled in car smuggling for a time.

The old man told him to go to the Longevity Sect and try to climb the Longevity Ladder to join them, in hopes of finding a superior weapon or method for the Great Xia to resist the beast calamity and protect the nation.

In the blink of an eye, Chen Bin and the others were all handcuffed together, strung out in a long line at the door of the old house—a truly spectacular sight.

"I'll change here, with you." As soon as he sat down, he heard arguing from the center area.

Gu Haitao had no idea where things had gone wrong; he never expected the trial to end like this.

"What's wrong?" Hearing Ma Qianqian's exclamation, Wang Yan stopped teasing her and realized she had sprained her ankle.

The play had been performed for half its duration, and during this time, both had performed to their absolute limit. Though it was their first time acting together without rehearsal, they were seamless. Under the spotlight, the talented scholar and the beautiful lady seemed like a match made in heaven.

Zheng Kong and the sister-in-law, Huang Xiaojuan, were no simple pair; they had been maintaining a secret affair.

Qiao Jinyul, who had rushed over, was out of breath and panting as she spoke; Gu Ansheng, on the other end of the phone, couldn't help but chuckle.

Chen Wei remained unmoved. Compared to Guan Shanyue and the others, the beauty of this Peak Master of Mingyue Peak could only be considered average.