Chapter 66

A disciple said, sweat beading on his forehead at the mere mention of Su Chen's name. Evidently, Su Chen's overwhelming dominance had left a deep shadow in their hearts.

Carrying Fusu's orders, the other party was extremely polite to her, but when it came to the matter of changing her clothes, there was simply zero room for negotiation.

Even Fang Zheng's maternal grandparents stepped forward. Unwilling to implicate Fang Zheng and Duan Xiu, they sought only death to compel Qingshan to stop.

Even though this Lady Zhang had encountered some fortune and possessed a bit of silver, would her spatial dimension lack such things? Would she have any need for Lady Zhang's meager possessions?

So many days had passed without a shred of progress, like a fishbone stuck in the throat—neither able to be swallowed down nor pulled back out.

She had stored tens of thousands of pigs in her spatial dimension, bypassing the pork vendors entirely and purchasing them directly from the swineherds. Swineherds, as the name implied, were those who raised pigs. To force a definition, they were no different from modern-day pig farm owners, with the only difference being that modern owners kept pigs confined, whereas ancient swineherds grazed them in the open.

Xu Fang was indeed quite beautiful, second only to Meng Zhaojun, but wherever she went, she remained an object of men's fantasies.

Only then did Xue Mu realize. He explained the meaning of boyfriend to Nangong Xue as a capable and clever man.

These plans might not be realizable within a year, but it was not as if he could never return. With a hundred million a year to purchase game time, he now possessed ample confidence.

If Uchiha Obito were to escape from his hands, how could he face the Fourth Hokage?

Barely had they finished setting up the biological force field matrix when the heavyweight guests arrived on cue—hundreds of large exotic beasts came charging toward their direction.

Old Zhu and Abiao, father and son, walked side by side into the Ancestral Temple. Their eyes carried a trace of confusion, for being summoned to the Ancestral Temple early in the morning left them entirely clueless as to what was happening.

Xuan Shen wore a cheerful smile on the outside while cursing inwardly, wondering if they could please stop resting their hands on his bald head.

On a winter afternoon, the sunshine was brilliant yet the biting chill remained. Wrapping her cloak tightly around herself, her distant gaze fell upon the budding red plum tree.

Taking a deep breath, after the bitterness subsided, the ape spirit's desire to grow stronger reached its peak. Glancing at the two divine swords still locked in a fierce, inextricable battle, the ape spirit sat cross-legged directly, chanting under its breath as golden light flickered across its body and a Buddha statue manifested once more.

Xiao Changque detested her to the extreme and naturally refused to set foot in her palace. As for the imperial concubines in the palace, aware that she was an unfavored empress, they naturally did not hold her in any regard. Months passed without them coming to pay their respects, and the emperor remained indifferent; her lack of favor was an indisputable fact.

In later generations of commerce, as long as money was paid, any business could be done. But in this era, state-run factories acted like arrogant lords, operating for the state—how could they possibly deign to offer services to an individual private merchant?

For seven years, not a single peak master fancied Jun Buwen, simply because Jun Buwen had never been able to perceive the fourth volume of the Seeping Dragon Returning Origin Scripture on the stone tablet before the Sanqing Hall.

"Understood." The oarsman's throat bobbed, and the sound of him swallowing his saliva seemed exceptionally loud at that moment.

Looking at the injuries on his body, Ye Chen could not help but offer a wry smile. It seemed today he would have to destroy this avatar.

Yet the clan head was still furious. Wang Sheng had repeatedly provoked the Dai family; if the Dai family showed no reaction, how could they maintain their footing among the five great families?

On the other side, those swarming around Ling Fei turned sour upon hearing Liu Qin shower such lavish praise on Qin Zihao, and they began making sarcastic remarks one after another.

Gravity is a driving force that all living creatures are utterly powerless to avoid. Water flowing downward is an instinct of nature, and thus the dew droplets condensed on leaves naturally should not fall off. Yet now, it was doing precisely the opposite, which only served to prove its extraordinary nature.

Unable to withstand everyone's entreaties, coupled with the fact that she had indeed let it slip and agreed, the Medical Immortal glared fiercely at Xiao Ran, but ultimately consented.

"However, he is an envoy, and an envoy sent by Li Wujian at that. If we kill him, I am afraid Li Wujian will not let the matter rest," Wen Hanxue said.

"We are going in!" Burning Heaven refused to be outdone, leading all the members of the Fiery Cloud Sect charging straight in.

She had been far too excited just now and momentarily forgot to conduct a replication experiment. What if the previous experimental result was merely caused by some accidental anomaly? Wouldn't everyone be rejoicing over nothing?

Beep. Zhou Qianer's affection rating toward the host has reached 60%. Congratulations to the host for acquiring 60 romance points. Romance points can be used for the lucky draw.

After Song Yuhan stepped into the elevator, Shi Lei whispered a few words in his ear, causing his previously calm expression to instantly vanish.

The Yang family was deeply displeased, yet they could find no grounds for objection—being a martial arts family, they placed immense value on martial prowess, leaving them with nothing to say.

She had never once imagined such a thing, and suddenly it arrived... It felt simply beyond belief.

Ting Yuxuan drank a few cups of fragrant tea, not a single drop of alcohol touching her lips, and then propped her chin with both hands, staring unblinkingly at Mu Bai without a word, as if meticulously searching for the subtle changes that had occurred in this wooden block of a man after four years of separation.