Volume 1, Chapter 58: Throwing Mud

Xia Ziheng's gaze darkened. His father had actually thrown dirt on him for the sake of Xia Ziyi. He could not understand why, even after he had won first place in the grand competition, his father still looked down upon him. Yet Xia Ziyi had even resorted to cheating at the poetry competition, and his father still showered her with praise.

However, right now, under the attack of the Silver Moon Wolf King, he had almost no power to resist. With a flash of silver light, Qin Lu was already sent flying.

Zhang Ya opened her mouth, her heart filled with complex emotions. She really did not want to tear open the scars of her good friend in front of so many people. Moreover, speaking the truth would undoubtedly embarrass both Qin Lu and herself. After all, knowing everything yet still trying to play matchmaker between Qin Lu and He Lin again—wasn't this setting Qin Lu up and making him a scapegoat?

The three of them looked at each other and laughed, then chatted about Lu Enming's experiences within the Temporal Fold Realm. This time, Lu Enming had stayed in the fold realm longer than Liu Qinghuan, and his cultivation had also advanced by leaps and bounds.

Not only had his surefire district chief position been stripped away, but he had also been banished to an organization like the Family Planning Bureau. What kind of formidable influence could accomplish this? How deep was the hatred that forced him onto a dead end?

As soon as these words were spoken, Zeng Yifan's heart tightened instantly. Taking advantage of the moment his attention was distracted, Yun San's body moved.

The difficulty had been lowered by so much, and those lower-ranking soldiers and foot soldiers naturally generated immense motivation. Especially when they saw that two successful role models had already emerged, the drive in their hearts grew even greater.

Regarding the origin of the Great Emperor's primordial blood and the possibility that it might conceal the Great Emperor's treasure, Qin Lu had failed to obtain any relevant information, so he could only rely on this method of casting a wide net to catch more fish.

Tang Zhen never did things by halves; whatever he did, he did to the best of his ability. Since he wanted to earn merit, he absolutely could not find it troublesome, nor should he bicker over costs.

Without borrowing any formations, for a martial artist to control an object weighing countless tons to move freely in the sky relying solely on the true essence within their body was basically impossible. Even a physical cultivation grandmaster or someone with innate divine strength could not do it.

Zhou Yuan and the others were tired: those who ate pastries ate pastries, those who drank water drank water, those who smoked smoked, and they took a rest.

If he could successfully take this first step toward going international, Zhao Mu would successfully establish a firm foothold on the global stage, which would be of great help to his future development.

At the very least, they had to be entertained with the utmost hospitality. If even a single strand of hair was lost, Jacques did not dare to imagine the consequences.

"Patriarch Yulong, everyone present here is an insider, and Meteor and I are old acquaintances. Let's hear what he has to say," Shi Tian spoke up just as Yulong Qingkuang's arrogant words fell.

"Dad, what about you? Are you coming with us?" At this moment, Aman finally spoke with a hint of faint sorrow. Before he finished, the middle-aged man delivered a kick straight to Aman's backside, sending him stumbling forward two steps and almost causing him to fall flat on his face.

After all, those intruders knew nothing about the situation inside; they had no idea what kind of place they were breaking into.

Chu Haotian sat on the ground looking disheveled and dirt-stained. At that moment, he took out a jade slip and marked the word "mouse" on a newly mapped tunnel he had just drawn.

"Actually, I had intended to discuss this with you before. As a celebrity, you are a complete failure when it comes to publicity, which is extremely detrimental to both you and your band. Nowadays, even the best wine needs a good alley to sell; necessary publicity is indispensable," Zhang Ling said.

Yu Jingming explained, "Starting from today, our peace treaty has been broken, and war is imminent. It's just that we are still unable to protect ourselves. If it weren't for your wholehearted assistance today, I'm afraid..."