Volume 1 Chapter 23: The Contingency Plan

"You must be insane. One hundred thousand a day; ten days would be a million, one hundred days would be ten million. A year’s worth of medicinal pill expenditures would reach tens of millions! Do you have any idea how many resources of the Samsara Clan this would deplete? Do you think the Grand Elder would ever agree to such a thing? I see this as nothing but reckless folly," Murong Qingcang said, the corner of his mouth twitching.

"Ha! So neither they nor anyone else would agree, but you would? Then go and help her! Why are you even following me?" As she spoke, the corners of Chu Jinghao’s eyes turned slightly red.

Mu Xueran named the painting "Under the Warm Sun"; the mere sound of the title evoked a deep sense of comfort.

Because the feudal territories had already fallen into a stalemate, it was crucial to determine whether the arrival of these individuals would pass like a light breeze or strike like a tempest, shattering the existing deadlock.

Her fair, delicate legs rested unconsciously on the edge of the bed, her entire demeanor lacking even a hint of restraint.

From within, chaotic gale winds—the kind most cultivators steered clear of—would burst forth from time to time.

Upon hearing Xu Fei’s words, Ye Feiya’s face first showed a look of slight bewilderment, before she suddenly realized what was happening and slapped her forehead in enlightenment.

This scene was naturally observed by Lou Xuzi. The battle between Chong Lou and the Sovereign of Leisure was the most intense event on the field; the sky, blanketed by demonic aura, was visible to those in the many palaces and mansions in the distance, and even on the islands of the Origin Sea, people emerged onto the shores, gazing up at the firmament.

After saying this, Wu Gang dismissed the two teams to prepare their gear and supplies.

Leaders like those of the Holy Emperor Knight Order and the Douluo Knight Order possessed the strength of Titled Douluo. This alone showed just how formidable the Spirit Hall’s power was.

Gu Zheng, who had been laughing and chatting with Ling Zhu, suddenly furrowed his brow, prompting her to ask what was wrong.

In truth, Wang Fenghua merely felt that the craftsmanship was exquisite and could not help but examine it closely; that was all.

The scene before him was no longer the starry sky. Over the past few days of searching, Gu Zheng had already descended to the surface. The landscape here was like the real world, containing not only various terrains but also all manner of bizarre life forms.

Although Mo Xuan had stated beforehand that he and Zeng Huaqian were friends of Li Zhi, and that she could call him "Ah Xuan."

He smiled faintly, feeling that this tactic was remarkably effective. He decided then and there to use it more often in the future. No, no—next time he wouldn't warn her like that; he would simply kiss her. Thinking of this, he felt he had missed an opportunity and was filled with genuine regret.

The first incident: As the blue-finned mermaid flicked her tail, a peculiar ripple surged from bottom to top, striking the light array of falling fish spines. Under the impact of the ripple, the array instantly distorted, losing its original efficacy.

Having received her grace, he only wished to recover quickly. He didn't even need to resume normal cultivation; as long as he could move freely, he would be able to guide Mo Qiqi, which would be his way of repaying the kindness.

Bai Bai felt very strange. Although she was not old, that did not mean she was ignorant of common sense.

They prepared to circle the mountain village. In the early morning, the air in the village was exceptionally crisp, and it felt refreshing just to breathe it in.

Leng Yue gritted her teeth, stifling a cry of alarm, and resigned herself to hanging over her shoulder in an awkward posture. Sinian glared at her fiercely, allowing Youning to grab her collar as she led her up the cramped stairs.

And so, "once bitten, twice shy." After that, all of Tianxia Group's investments became much more cautious.

However, Landis, standing to the side, seemed to have great confidence in Tang Lang; she remained smiling. It was clear she already believed Tang Lang had the victory in the bag.

Though she was several steps away, Tang Lang seemed to catch a whiff of a strange, intoxicating fragrance emanating from her.

As for Qin Fen and the Queen Mother? Good grief, was there any need to care about them? To him, a Quasi-Saint was merely an appetizer.

He raised his left hand before him. With his palm facing upward, a deep purple, diamond-shaped crystal slowly rose from his hand.

Although the European GSM standard had just been introduced and was not yet in official commercial operation, it was a more advanced technology. Sooner or later, it would replace Motorola and become the global standard for mobile communications. Therefore, if we are to develop and manufacture mobile phones, we should adopt the GSM standard in the long run.

This contract certainly couldn't compare to those of James or Kobe, but for a rookie, it wasn't low. The strong sales of perimeter players' shoes were one factor, but he also benefited from the conflict between Yao Ming and Nike.

Although Yan Bingqing had been rescued by Lin Yidong, the nature of the "Hydra's Kiss" was venomous. Even the body of the "Ice Beauty," having just advanced to the sixth rank, could not withstand it. With her vitality severely damaged and combined with Lin Yidong's deliberate efforts, she finally fell into a deep sleep.

Ye Ka looked coldly at the Purgatory Demon Lord. Her right index finger was already on the trigger, prepared to strike it down from her superior position.

Old man Biyue was now completely defenseless and lacked the strength to speak. At this moment, it was deathly quiet; the surrounding air seemed to solidify, creating an atmosphere that felt suffocating.

Shouldn't you also put forward some policies to encourage others, rather than just saying empty words? After all, this is a social problem, not just a matter for one family. It is impossible for all the burden to fall on the families, while you offer nothing but hollow platitudes! Every family is a taxpayer—everyone has paid their share!

As Chen Xiao caught Wen Qianyun, Xuan Gong Wuchang, in a panic, rushed toward the window. With a resounding crash, he shattered the glass and leaped from the eighteenth floor.