Volume 1, Chapter 22: Insane National Fortune Rewards! Opening the Exchange Store!
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The Imperial Capital of the Holy Ming.
Following the formal signing of the agreement between Zhu Youjian and the Fox-Heart Shaman of the Demonic Qing, the civil and military officials of the Holy Ming were stirred to the point of frenzy. For years, ever since Wang Yangming was imprisoned in the Confucian White Jade Capital, the Holy Ming had seemed to lose its backbone, suffering constant bullying from neighboring nations and the various schools of philosophy.
After Shen Zhengpei departed, Zhou Pu returned to the driver’s seat. He did not start the engine, waiting for Feng Siqian to speak; he crushed his cigarette butt, remaining silent for a long time.
Having prepared himself to be rejected by Su Yining, Zhang Sui’s eyes flashed with delight upon hearing her words. She took the bouquet and inhaled its scent, a sweet smile blooming as the rich fragrance of roses filled the air.
He looked around, then headed to a nearby clinic to treat his wounds. Only then did he notice that the jade pendant on his chest, originally a pale green-white, had turned pitch black.
At present, one piece was in his possession, one with Lin Junyao, one each held by the Heaven Alliance and the Yun family, and one with the Ghost Legion—which had also seized another from the Chen family of Hong Kong and gifted it to the Nangong family of Kyoto. Now, he had learned that the Medicine God Valley possessed yet another.
But Xue Yao was no ordinary cultivator; with a cold snort, she summoned the Phantom Sea Immortal Sword that Chen Xuan had gifted her.
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He passed the basketball to Udonis Haslem, who was cutting toward the basket, but the latter’s movement was far too sluggish.
As an elder brother, he knew well that if his sister were to speak, she would find herself in a dilemma; naturally, it was better for him to be the one to refuse.
A flicker of surprise crossed Sun Hang’s eyes. He wondered to himself, "Then why did you have people conduct experiments here in the first place? It could have been done at Chen Garden just as easily."
This was an opportunity Yan Hongling had chanced upon in the Spirit Market, but after attempting to cultivate it, she discovered her constitution was unsuited for the Wild Spirit Demonic Body. This demonic form was incredibly overbearing and bizarre; unless one possessed a body of supreme Yang and hardness, its true power could not be unleashed.
Seeing the satisfaction in Jun Huaiyu’s eyes, the Imperial Noble Consort felt even more delighted, straightening her posture.
"Ning Ru'an, do you have any idea what the consequences are for offending the Protector Duke’s Mansion?" Yang Xue'er looked at Ning Ru'an coldly, her eyes filled with murderous intent.
Lin Yue, seeing Jun Huai just holding her quietly without taking any further action, assumed her plan had succeeded. Joy welled up in her heart, and she made no move to push Jun Huaiyu away.
Bai Zhen grieved in silence for a moment, let out a soft sigh, and with a shroud of demonic aura, leaped into the water.
The sudden speech of the ancient tree startled the fruit, causing it to quiver. Hong Xi and Chen'er exchanged glances, then giggled to themselves.
With that, in a burst of excitement, he actually embraced Ning Ru'an; one could see just how joyous he was at that moment.
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Half an hour later, she arrived at the prison in Qingshui Town. Four or five guards were patrolling outside, and Lin Yue waited patiently in the shadows.
Su Jinyou picked a few to read; they were all much the same, filled with vitriol toward the Su family and sympathy for her.
Her skin, already unnaturally pale, looked almost translucent under the sunlight.
In this world of darkness, some terrifying creature seemed to be gestating, for he could clearly feel the entire expanse of shadows pulsing with life.
Chen Che’s kick was perfectly aimed, yet he gained no advantage; the cultivation of this Six-Tailed Jade Fox was certainly on par with a top-tier Wisdom Knight! Coupled with its sharp teeth and claws, its lethality was greatly amplified.
"My Lady! This..." Old Stone suppressed the blood surging in his chest, looking repeatedly toward the stone tower, not daring to agree to Shi Xiao’s request.
Though he could not test every profession, he had covered most of the common ones, which was more than enough.
At the very least, this year’s Chief Director for the Spring Festival was not a person of bold vision. By comparison, the program arrangements were rather conventional and lacked any breakthroughs. While there was an intention to cater to young people, there remained a gap between his perception of youth and the reality of the younger generation.