Volume 1, Chapter 39: These Connections Are Worth More Than Anything!
At that very moment, Su Nan felt a tap on his shoulder and turned around, curious.
At the edge of the River of Time, a grand world collapsed, and countless human warriors poured their life’s accumulation into star crystals, launching them toward a distant destination. They dispatched a legion of tens of thousands, composed entirely of B-rank Three-Eyed clansmen, to engage him in a bloody battle.
When he looked closely at Zhou Jiaojiao, he found her eyes clear; though they sparkled, there was not a trace of the cunning one might expect from a successful scheme.
"That one isn't worth fixing. Tell the lady downstairs to find someone to replace it with a new one," Gao Yuan said, wiping his hands.
To the rhythm of war drums, two hundred thousand men began to sing, their tragic, fearless voices carrying far into the distance.
Song Xiao stared, dumbfounded. Wanting to retort but not knowing where to begin, he could only stand there, seething with frustration.
"But if Chen Nian is truly the peerless hero you claim him to be, wouldn't this be the perfect chance to test his strength? If he intends to protect that fox spirit, he will surely have to reveal his true abilities!" Qing’er urged.
"Why?!" Da Pao’s eyes bulged like copper bells, as if he had seen a ghost, his mouth hanging open wide enough to fit a large apple.
When breaking through to the Golden Core stage, he had chosen the outermost dynasty of the Eastern Domain, specifically to guard against the villains who make a living by killing others and seizing their treasures.
Of course, once the sliding door of the Universe Cabinet was closed, the world inside could never be exposed; otherwise, given Hu Ye’s intimate connection to the Green Leaf World, he would have sensed its presence through the cabinet long ago.
The entire Dongsheng region was filled with resentment. Many low-level employees cursed Pang Julin as an immortal, capitalistic parasite.
In front was an old Mustang, followed by an open-top Jeep, each carrying several United Nations peacekeepers wearing blue helmets.
Ever since the Baidu search engine was replaced, a large number of employees had defected to the Beijing division of Youwei Technology. Those who remained to work on e-commerce with Old Li lacked their former drive.
Er Gouzi had already climbed out of the vehicle and was eating inside the Yama Mansion. It had likely found the food in the mansion’s kitchen itself, though few people actually ate at the Yama Mansion.
The tense standoff from moments ago vanished in an instant. After signing the documents, Bai Jinsheng had no desire to linger and hurried to take his leave.
"Sniper!" Nangong Yuchen was shocked. He had been so focused on the journey that he had forgotten how far he had traveled. Having covered nearly half the jungle, he had no idea how many enemies were lurking nearby.
There were clearly far more ghost soldiers on the road than usual—an army of the undead recently transported from the Underworld. Usually, one wouldn't see a single ghost soldier in this mansion all day.
Zhang Chen examined all the wooden tablets and found one inscribed with the name "Xu Changqing" at the very bottom.
Elder Ye must have brought a powerful Galaxy-class warship with him. Once he finished exploring the colorful cavern, he would simply deploy the warship to pass through the magnetic storm zone and depart.
She could only lower her head slightly and instruct her maid to tell her father that she was satisfied.
Changsun scolded as she fought, and wept as she scolded. She was fond of the clever and quirky Cai Cong; it was precisely because of this affection that her anger burned all the brighter.
Qin Yu looked at Huangfu Xiong and Han Fei with a nod and a smile. He then walked step by step toward Liu Ning-shuang, his eyes softening infinitely. He couldn't help but reach out and gently stroke her cheek.
Ying Xuan, finally regaining consciousness, appeared dazed for a moment, but upon realizing where he was, he instantly sobered up and let out a rare, coarse curse.
"Return to the manor, return to the manor, return at once!" Cai Cong regained his composure and shouted. He wanted nothing more than to return to Zheng Rong’s side; he was going to be a father.
Jin Mingyang watched helplessly as Qian Ce drew a circle, casting a restriction on the Su family home. The radiance made him feel deeply uncomfortable.
His fate was still tightly bound by the Laws of Heaven of this plane. Some things he could say without consequence, but if they reached Ying Xuan's ears or eyes, they could trigger a catastrophic upheaval.
With a sinister smirk, the vengeful spirit gazed at Ying Xuan, who had completely succumbed to the illusion. Its transparent, formless face revealed a terrifying expression of deep, covetous hunger.
"Stop wasting your breath on him. Strike now, before any more complications arise." A young man of the Celestial Race tightened his grip on his soul sword, his killing intent erupting as he surged toward Ye Chen, showing no mercy.
Only four giant shadows remained, tearing and biting, exhausting every magical technique to halt the encroaching demonic煞 (sha) energy.
The victim’s family was not well-off. After Mother Yu’s patient persuasion, they agreed to accept some compensation—after all, the dead could not return, and the living had to go on. However, the family’s demands were too high, leaving Mother Yu uncertain. She could only say she couldn't decide on her own and needed to return to discuss it before giving an answer the next day.
Scolded soundly by Princess Fucheng, Nanny Su dared only to bow her head and kowtow repeatedly, not daring to utter a single word in return.
"Nonsense!" Qin Qing’s face was filled with fury as she looked at Xu, her eyes filled with undisguised contempt.
Fu Changqing frowned and sighed deeply; he was utterly disappointed by Zheng Qingxia’s conduct.
The man spoke tremblingly, his body quivering, fearing that if Bing Yu became agitated, she would crush his shoulder.
"Elder Li, if it is possible, I hope you can take in my friend." Yun Poyue cast his gaze toward Song Haoxuan.
"It’s nothing. We were just discussing where to go play tomorrow," Baofeng Tianya laughed heartily, only to find the young girl staring blankly as well.
I do not know how much time had passed. When the flute music finally ceased, Meilansha looked up at the night sky once more, then turned her head to look at the person under the tree. Their eyes met, and neither spoke.