Volume 1, Chapter 25: The Way He Looks When He Is Serious Is Simply Captivating

Erasing the Musen Corporation from the landscape of the Northern Province was merely the first step in his plan. It served a dual purpose: avenging his father and transforming Musen’s office building into the headquarters for the Yunhai Group. Yet, what truly occupied his thoughts were the nine sapling cultivation bases that Musen had established across the province.

After emerging from the director’s office, Maelo dialed the mobile number of Ben Forrest, the president of Hilton Academy.

Li Jiacheng and his companion nodded; they had heard of the Heavenly Dao Ganoderma and were well aware of its immense value.

That morning, the sky was filled with dawn clouds, scattering light like crushed gold that bathed everyone in a gentle warmth.

Zheng Chenggong was in high spirits today. After enjoying morning tea with friends, he prepared to return to his own "Success Media Agency" to open for business.

She could perceive the profound mystery of it, yet she remained unable to glimpse its origin; it was precisely this that made it seem all the more unfathomable.

"Hehe, the Ouyang family aren't the chickens; they are the true monkeys," June Flying Snow giggled.

Following Fan Xiaoling’s roar, the other end of the phone erupted into chaos. Students were talking and heckling, a lecturer was pounding the table demanding silence, and the sound of Zhang Jin fighting for the phone could be heard.

Having just entered the Golden Core stage, he had not yet had time to consolidate his cultivation when Yan’er’s interference cost him over a month of time. Now was the perfect moment to sit down and meditate in peace.

Gradually, the dragon soul seemed to sense something. With a sudden surge of power, the outward-spreading dragon pressure intensified several times over, transforming the already massive fluctuations of dragon might into a shockwave of crushing force. Strangely, this shockwave focused entirely on Bai Ming, as if the dragon soul had identified him as the weakest target.

This meant that as long as one's vitality had not hit zero, even a Bronze-ranked warrior could stand toe-to-toe with a Gold-ranked powerhouse, fighting and clashing as they pleased.

"Enough, stop complaining. Where is the sarcophagus of Furness?" Ling Xiu changed the subject.

Who would have thought that after the second season aired, it would cause such an uproar in the industry? On its premiere night, "My Fair Princess II" maintained a seven-point viewership rating.

The opponent was clad in golden iron plate armor, sporting fists a size larger than a sand pot. Steam hissed from his body as he greeted Wang Yu with a guileless smile.

This pitch-black filth was, naturally, the toxicity of the Curse-Heart Pill lingering within Xiao Zongtian’s body. Though thin as a spider’s thread, it was incredibly difficult to eradicate. Even with the burning of the Green Lotus Heart-Cleansing Thunder, it took a long time to slowly dissipate and vanish into nothingness.

Zhao Qiang suddenly produced an incredibly thin black undergarment from behind his back, staring coldly at Guan Yunyu.

"Old Zhou, why didn't you notify me when you arrived? I would have come to welcome you personally!" The station chief of Wanghai TV was a man in his forties, busy at work when the two entered his office.

Situ Meng’s psyche was on the verge of collapse, mired in a bitter struggle. After being kicked to the ground by Zhang Yifei, he curled up, clutching his aching abdomen and groaning in spasmodic agony. His intestines felt as though they were tied in knots; this heart-rending pain, ironically, brought him a measure of clarity.

Song Chuyi took a deep breath, stepped out of the car, and before the traffic police could react, she and Meng Yuanyi dashed toward the hospital.

In less than two minutes, the price had spiraled to 1.7 billion, a testament to how highly sought after these two Ultimate Great Recovery Pills were.

The moment she was submerged in the spring water, the source of all life, Bai Dede immediately felt an itchy, stinging sensation in her previously numb lower limbs.

Registering, waiting, examinations—time ticked away second by second until Shelley heard the specialist calling for her to enter.

Major marketing accounts rushed to repost the news, fueling the fire and embellishing the events at the airport. In particular, they highlighted the video of Song Chuyi striking someone, showing her easily knocking down a burly man with clean, decisive, and exceptionally cool movements.

Zhan Li-mo was in the prime of his youth; his life had only just begun, yet fate was cruel enough to force him to a halt.

Though she couldn't help but feel a tiny sliver of envy—thinking of her own happy family—envy was all it was; she felt no jealousy.

She released her Eye Spirit and peered through it carefully, but the face remained a stranger’s; it must have been an illusion.

Lele knew deep down that everyone loved him. He was simply unhappy that today’s focus was on the person he had gone to meet rather than on himself. Not only did his uncle prefer Sister Lu Xi, but even the elders in the family who doted on him cared more about her. That was why Lele was upset.

Now was not the right time. Only by mastering the technology and securing the path forward would proceeding be the wise course of action.

Gou Yushi was shocked by Ye Yuan’s escape technique at this moment, but shock did not mean he would let her go. What Gou Yushi wanted most was to seize the wealth stored in Ye Yuan’s storage bag.

Regardless of whether Bamboo Leaf Green had truly used her full strength in that slap, the sound was undoubtedly crisp, echoing far down the corridor.

Just as his words faded, a hundred-foot-long beam of intense light suddenly surged from a Flying Cloud Stone on the left. The Ghost Immortal hurriedly steered his stone to pivot, narrowly evading the destructive impact in a moment of extreme peril.

It was Yu Nianxin, who had sublimated to the extreme by burning her ancient Phoenix bloodline and receiving the gift of the universe’s will. Chen Zong could be certain that she had succeeded.

Everyone rejoiced, yet no one noticed a trace of imperceptible black mist piercing into the center of Xiao Chen’s brow.

However, at that very moment, Qin Hao saw a fireball suddenly appear in the sky—a fireball shooting toward the heavens.

Gao Yi suddenly realized what the old lady meant. Such customs existed in his hometown as well, though they had been stripped away from modern weddings for the sake of simplicity. He looked at Luoyue, only to see her face filled with confusion; clearly, she was even less informed than he was.

However, all six members of the dragon clan, including Maclanny, were clearly following the lead of that man, Felix.

"Brother Li, let us link our spiritual power to withstand this villain’s attack!" Huang Feibo shouted.

The reputation of Thousand Sword Mountain plummeted. As the Sword Chief, Quan Zixuan—at the early stage of the Saint Realm—felt his own cultivation beginning to slip, his expression remaining as gloomy as water.

First, the Twin Fruit had been taken by Tang Yu, then Liu Minrou had turned against him, and now he had been inexplicably captured by someone.

After a moment, the ministers standing at the entrance finally saw Chen Guoting walk out of the room belonging to the Zhenla Kingdom.