Chapter 139: Stinging the Hornet's Nest!

Meanwhile, a “crooked-stern boat” slowly made its way upstream and pulled in at the pier at Erlangtan.

The Cheng family wineworks’ final boat of the year had arrived right on schedule.

On the pier, the Cheng men were waiting to unload the cargo. Seeing the captain’s grave expression, they assumed he was as upset about the dividend as they were.

But as soon as the boat touched shore, before they had even tied it up, the captain leapt down and strode off toward the village.

“Great-Uncle Nine!”

For example, Xu He had landed a quarterly endorsement deal with the Golden Arches. It was one of the strategies the brand had often used over the years: enlist up-and-coming stars who were popular but not too expensive to boost sales.

Just last night, they had said there might be a real opportunity to do business in the county seat. Early the next morning, Wang Da-gui’s older sister, Wang Ai-ju, came looking for them in an ox cart.

Li Xiangcao thought of all those people going fishing and felt her heart bleed at the thought that she might not catch a single one.

“Clang!” Sister Xia sidestepped, and the soft sword at her waist flashed like a shooting star, knocking Qi Yuci’s longsword aside.

She suddenly remembered that yesterday, when she made her fourth wish, she had felt a stab of pain too.

No, she had to find Liu Bei some strategists and administrators. If things went on like this, she’d be bald before long.

When he had told the Battle King that he and Ming Wuyou were in love with each other, the Battle King hadn’t wanted Ming Wuyou to marry so young. He had even said that he wanted to make it up to her.

Shu Jin glanced at Ning Chen, who was still chattering away behind her, and smiled to herself. She would have been worried if he’d been solemnly telling her what lay ahead.

At the very least, get Gu Cheng a sick note for tomorrow, then take him to the emergency clinic for his injuries. As his buddy, that’s about all I can do for you.

“Put it somewhere only I know about. I’ll go and get it myself, then come straight back. Don’t worry.” She thought the First Prince was afraid she wouldn’t return, but ginseng was the only thing that could save his deputy’s life now.

“If there are no Grandmasters among the healers, choose someone from one of your three great healer clans. But they would only be there in name; it would be enough simply to have a representative from your sect. And if no Grandmaster takes part, then as far as custody of the Three Talismans goes, the healers will effectively be forfeiting their turn.” Half-Immortal Wu nodded.

Li Tian hurriedly struck her hand, making her recoil in pain and release the knife hilt. As the chill faded, she began to recover. Li Tian promptly circulated his chakra to treat her, and the warm current restored her strength in no time.

This time, two thousand doubled twice really did make eight thousand. There was no way it could be six thousand. Anyone who said six thousand was going to have Wang Bing after them.

Everyone ordered a hodgepodge of things: all sorts of drinks, snacks, and fruit. The drinks were the main expense, and they cost a fortune.

Before this, Chu Tian had never even considered bringing Li Ruodan into the world of cultivation. To him, cultivation was a path that defied the heavens. To get far along it, you needed a level of perseverance and hard work beyond what ordinary people could imagine.

“Right, that’s the pit trap I found earlier. We’re beneath it now. I always thought that hole was a ventilation shaft and never gave it another thought. It wasn’t until I suddenly remembered the footprints just now that I realized we’d made a mistake.” Long Dadan nodded.

“Get in.” Liu Yuer opened the doors on either side of the driver’s seat and gestured to Chu Tian.

He had a feeling that the later stages of the Demon King inheritance quest might require him to find the Demon King’s golden body. Of course, that was only a guess, but to be safe, he decided to get the map from Mu Baitang.

Before Ghost Eye could say another word, Zhang Yong seized his neck and twisted it the other way. There was a crack, and Ghost Eye died without so much as a groan.

At Wang Mo’s command, red light blazed in Bloodcoat’s eyes. He shot forward, flicking the iron chain in his hand. It rippled out in waves and wound around the other end of the hideous tongue.