Volume One, Chapter 33: Comrade Xiao Shen, We Have Decided to Adopt Your Plan

"Sorry, sorry."
Shen Ruzhi quickly stood up and moved toward her seat.
Seeing Song Qitian and Gu Nanchao, Shen Ruzhi inexplicably felt a sense of security, perhaps because she had run into people she knew.
"Zhizhi."
"Brother Yongjun."
Shen Ruzhi stared in shock, her eyes wide with disbelief as she looked at the man in the driver’s seat.
It was Tian Yongjun, Tian Xiaoxia’s own elder brother.
"I don’t believe it, let me in! I want to ask Father myself," said Duoji Palang. The two argued for quite a while, but still heard not a sound from the King of Tibet.
In truth, all these religions, the great formal ones, share the same origin—their roots are one and the same. I will speak only from the perspective of the Dao; the rest can be understood by analogy.
When persuasion failed, Shakyamuni conceived a plan. Taking advantage of her absence, he hid her most beloved son among her five hundred children.
A sharp light flashed in Tang Feng’s eyes. He unleashed a surge of inner force, as swift as lightning, striking Liu Changfeng’s arm with a crack, shaking it aside. At the same time, Tang Feng retracted his palm, turned his waist, and delivered a spinning strike toward Liu Changfeng’s throat.
In the distance, behind a screen, a graceful figure sat cross-legged, her hands continuously plucking the strings of a zither.
Chen Zhong still clung to a shred of hope. He hurriedly begged for mercy; if he hadn’t been unable to kneel, he would probably have fallen to his knees already.
The giant tiger’s body suddenly weakened, its military spikes losing all strength. With a heavy blow, Chen Zhongren struck the weapon from the beast’s grasp. Triumphant, he spun and smashed his iron ruler hard against the tiger’s arm.
Through Lin Qingxuan’s explanation, Lin Yumeng learned just how vast this world called the Tianwu Continent truly was. No one knew the full extent of its lands, nor the number of its nations, for no one had ever journeyed across all of Tianwu Continent.
Ten gold coins could support an ordinary family for a year. To hear that two Firefly Crystals could fetch as much as eight hundred thousand gold coins—no wonder the rarer Emperor Crystal was hailed as a priceless treasure, not just as empty boast.
When Ye Yong uttered the name Luan’er, he noticed Aunt Hong’s body tremble violently. Although she quickly masked it, Ye Yong still caught the reaction. He simply responded with a smile and did not press her further.
Xiang Wentian knew Dao Yi was telling the truth this time. He had met Liu Ni before and sensed nothing of her aura. The look she gave him was still vivid in his memory—not cold, but rather indifferent, so devoid of emotion it chilled his heart.
Lu Shanmin said, "He may not know it’s a ruse, but he will definitely seize this opportunity. So Meng Haoran is not necessarily the bait; it’s simply a chance I’m giving Xue Liang."
"If you break the chess formation, your name will appear on the chess ranking. Then, your time and the number of puzzles you solve in Chess Street will determine your standing!" the elder explained.
Madam Ye nodded, then lifted her jade hand. Several flaming darts suddenly enlarged and struck one of the Nine-Tails’ tails directly. Because the fire darts also absorbed spiritual energy, the creature was rendered completely immobile.
Yang Chuan turned and walked toward the two, apologizing, "I’m sorry, Instructor Luo just wanted to test you. He meant no harm."
Soon, only Ying Wujian and Wei Yang remained in the Hall of Profound Names. At this moment, Ying Wujian’s eyes blazed with fury. In his heart, he felt a humiliation as deep as an endless abyss. His hatred for the Yan Emperor far surpassed the waters of the Yan River, and his enmity toward the Yan Kingdom was unparalleled.
Bai Ling looked calmly at Wang Zhuo. "General Manager He is real, and so is the contract. But why do so many ordinary employees not know you? Can you give me an explanation?"
The longsword, once dim and shedding fragments, suddenly burst forth with dazzling brilliance, its radiance as splendid as a rainbow and breathtaking to behold. Yet, under the fierce wind, the blade began to disintegrate.