Chapter 116

Wounded and exhausted, Jieming found it impossible to evade those golden eyes, plunging instead into an endless illusion. The heavenly tribulation thunderclouds lingered above their heads, yet refused to strike, hanging over him like a blade and leaving him in a foul mood. Everyone knew that Ace spoke nothing but the truth, so they had no choice but to listen as he continued. Eventually, some departed, rushing toward the blood-colored peaks to observe the sacred medicine nourished by the blood of divine beasts, leaving only four people behind. Lin Rufan had never watched any Korean dramas, so it was no surprise that he was unaware of the fact that the waters surrounding Sail Island were blue. This was a blatant display of the Crown Prince’s shamelessness, surely a unique trait even in the Dongling Kingdom. The crowd wiped the sweat from their brows in secret.

Among various financing methods, bank loans have relatively low costs. Although the profits from investing in the securities market are high, and even the high interest rates of private lending companies can generate returns, why not seize the opportunity to create even more profit? For months, Zhuo Yuye had stayed at the Bailu Palace every single night without fail; sometimes visiting two or three times a day, eating and sleeping together, never leaving her side. Such attachment truly terrified Consort Chunshu. Uh... how did that sound so ambiguous that she wanted to dig a hole and hide in it? My dear idol, this is a public place, and the seat next to us is not far away!

However, none of them felt that their immortal avatars left in the Sleeping Star Abyss had perished, so they assumed the situation was not yet dire. Afterward, they opened their computers to watch the materials Miyuki Inada had prepared for them; ten minutes later, they opened the window and jumped out one by one.

"It’s not like that. My company is being managed by my vice president for the time being. Now I’m just acting as an assistant to your Uncle Xiao, just to learn a little," Gu Xinyi said to Jiang Chen, her face slightly flushed with embarrassment.

"I will not calm down. When the time comes, I will surely kill you and throw your corpse before the Light. Hahaha..." The God of Darkness sneered and vanished.

"Leave. Going out into the world to seek your own path is a good thing," a powerhouse of the Tianxuan Sect sighed. It was the only option left.

When the time came, she would sleep with him, and once she was pregnant with his child, who would care if Zhao Siguo was already betrothed? No matter how he tried to deny it, he wouldn’t be able to shake off the child. Besides, he was a soldier, so his reputation couldn't afford to be ruined; in the end, he would have no choice but to marry Li Xinyu.

Du Jinshan had been spending his time with Xiong Shaoxing lately, and the old sect leader also sat with them to drink tea and chat. Having him as a friend would save a lot of trouble on the path ahead.

The strength of Qin Yun, now in the Saint God Realm, would surely be formidable; no single clan emperor could face him alone.

"Don’t attack! According to the rules of the Creation Immortal Gate, the sect will seek justice for us disciples!" Some experts from the Immortal Wilderness Holy Gate were already preparing to activate their artifacts, but with a single shout from Qin Kun, no one dared to move.

At that moment, the Bull Demon King swung his iron staff and charged at the corpse demon. The corpse demon roared and lunged forward. They collided, their battle shaking the very earth.

The leader was sprawled on the roof of a Porsche, his massive frame pressed against the metal like a large brown bear perched on a stone plinth. The wind and rain lashed at the "bear's" face, and one could even hear the shrill, piercing screams it emitted.

Young Master Yan was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses and twitched his lips. "Second Uncle, what are you talking about?" This leap in logic was anything but small.

"Yes, I’m going now!" Although the army had been marching for half the night, Taishi Ci remained without complaint. The cavalry was under his command, and he could not shirk the task of rapid reconnaissance.

"Very well, my lord. I will accompany you for training tomorrow!" Seeing Liu Tianhao’s anger, Taishi Ci had felt a pang of tension, but upon hearing his determination to overcome his shame, his heart relaxed, replaced by a surge of joy.

"Bang! Splash—" After a long splash, Yuan Ruowei and the man in black plunged rapidly into the icy water.

Liu Tianhao, twenty-one years old, had just graduated from a Beijing university in July and successfully landed an internship as a reporter at a Beijing newspaper.

Once married to him, she was his property—how could she just come and go as she pleased?

Wen Yanru felt indignant but helpless; he simply flicked his sleeves and left, leaving her kneeling where she was.

As soon as this incident broke, it immediately drew the attention of the higher-ups at Xianyu, who banned "The Most Beautiful Daji of the National Server" and swiftly issued an official statement.

"Oh, someone is actually here today." The driver looked at the three of them in surprise, then walked to his seat and started the vehicle.

"Swish!" Many people turned their heads simultaneously, surrounding them so tightly not even a drop of water could pass through, their phones clicking away incessantly.

Then, planting his long spear, he stood quietly and watched the enemy formation, seemingly waiting for the next challenger.

"Could it be that, aside from eliminating my divine abilities, it also indirectly eliminated my spiritual treasures and supreme artifacts?" Taichu pondered.

Even if the two great masters disdained to act, a single word from them would be enough to have countless saints serve them.

"Husband, it is fine. You don't understand the Boundless Gate. Erlang is the Chief of the Fourth Generation; he is very safe, so don't worry," Yao Ji shook her head.

The host extended her fair, slender left hand, her index finger pointing toward the oval archway facing Conan.

Mu Rong and the others entered with Brother Li and his party, though rather than following, the two of them actually walked at the very front, while the Great Khan, whom they were ostensibly supposed to be protecting as the honor guard, was toward the middle-back of the procession.

She began to count down in her heart, and at the same time, all the "participants" surrounding the building began their own countdowns.

Aside from the time Taichu held the spirit fruit banquet, Hong Yun had always been confident that no one dared to target him.

"The person is already dead. How can they still be of use?" Lin Xiqi asked, deeply puzzled by Chai Ying’s words.

Mansheng nodded. The impeccably dressed, tall, and handsome man was none other than Zeng Lounan, the current head of Hesheng Pharmaceuticals.