Chapter 65: Trending Again

This godmother relationship was established in a manner somewhat hasty, yet entirely earnest.

After finishing the meal, the two Li children had already changed their form of address to sister, dropping the name Yunshu altogether.

Yunshu responded with a silly smile and generously fished out two yuan from her pocket to give to the younger siblings as a token for the change of address. To be honest, in this era, ten yuan was enough for an urban worker to marry a rural bride, so two yuan was truly a significant sum.

Then, in the blink of an eye, she received from the three elders of the Li family—

At this moment, even Fu Junyu, Shan Wanding, and Dugu Feng felt a stir of deep emotion within the secret recesses of their hearts.

Most importantly, the future brought to light by "Poking a Future" remained quite clear: Fatty was not a guild player, nor a crafting master deliberately nurtured by any guild, which made him all the more formidable.

Shen Mo quickly returned the courtesy and said, "I have long heard of the Northern King's great reputation. My abrupt visit today begs for your forgiveness, Brother Fengzhou." Wang Shizhen's courtesy name was Yuanmei, and his literary pseudonym was Fengzhou.

The main structure of the entire Contribution Hall was a nine-story pagoda, and the task hall on the first floor was more than spacious enough to accommodate tens of thousands of people.

Following that, the entire family went into full operation, even reaching out to Ouyang Xuan, and finally figured out what was going on within the shortest possible time.

The Immortal Luo Ghost King knitted her delicate brows, exchanged glances with the other ghost kings, and after communicating briefly via telepathic transmission, she nodded and looked toward the upper echelons of the other factions.

"Seeing injustice on the road, I draw my sword to help." Qin Tianzong replied indifferently. With a flick of the sharp sword in his hand, he sheared right through the blue-robed youth's blade.

Master Shiming beamed with smiles. Ever since he had tasted the premium monkey wine at Mount Shu last time, he had been left yearning for more. Now, hearing that this was premium aged monkey wine privately stored by Mount Shu over the years, his craving was thoroughly provoked.

"No, I mean before this!" Ye Chen scratched the back of his head, looking as if he were genuinely racking his brains in deep thought.

Zhang Yang had not forgotten the restaurant owner's reflex-like expression when he heard the title "Director Zheng" over the phone earlier, thinking immediately of Zheng Qimo. This undoubtedly indicated that his grievance and hatred toward Zheng Qimo had accumulated over a long time. It was not hard to imagine that one day in the future, he would inevitably seek revenge on Zheng Qimo.

Originally, without anyone to guard one's back, cultivating in such an unsafe place was an extremely dangerous act.

While he was retreating, Song Ming's figure flickered and abruptly appeared behind the Celestial clan member. With a single sword thrust, he pierced straight through the man's heart. The Celestial struggled for a moment before the vital energy emanating from the Sword of the World destroyed his internal organs, and finally, his head slumped to the side, dying without a sound.

Although he had issued orders at the very first moment, at that exact instant, Young Master Bai also had Tianmo open fire.

Flames instantly enveloped Xiang Yu's fist, and then surged backward up his arm; Xiang Yu's entire arm began to burn with cyan flames, looking incomparably bizarre and terrifying.

"Ziye, Xiyao." Li Changlin hurriedly went to greet them, and Qian Ziye had already opened her arms and lunged forward.

"As long as you are willing to leave, the Empress Dowager guarantees that you will certainly be able to leave." The Empress Dowager seemed to let out a sigh of relief as she made the promise to Feng Yufei.

"Haha, brothers, the opportunity has come, let's make our move directly!" Such a situation was clearly overwhelmingly advantageous to them.

Behind them, the black cloud formed of venomous snakes and crawling insects hissed and shrieked, and within moments, they surrounded the hesitant members of the He family. These few individuals were merely ordinary people tasked with cleaning up the battlefield and lacked any substantial strength. In the blink of an eye, their life force was sucked dry by the venomous creatures, reducing them to withered mummies.

"You are not bad either. The weakening radiance just now caused me to lose at least a hundred warriors." The two powerhouses stood toe-to-toe, trading sharp retorts while their oppressive auras simultaneously surged, initiating a silent, invisible clash.

"In Muzhi's view, Shuobao, you are simply letting a guilty conscience breed ghosts—there have just been too many things happening lately!" Liu Muzhi rolled his eyes and said.

However, what left the disciples of the other main peaks speechless was that the disciples of Tongtian Peak only charged a ten percent commission for refining pills, whereas disciples from other main peaks demanded a fifty percent cut, not to mention that they would not prioritize refining pills for others.