Volume 1, Chapter 26: Transfer of Shares

Chen Hao’s sudden return filled his mother with joy. As she set the freshly slaughtered hen to stew, she busied herself asking about his work.

The Jade Water Pupil scanned the veins beneath the ape demon’s palm, where the vessels were as gnarled and tangled as the roots of an ancient tree.

"If that is the case, why not choose to rebuild in the old location? The Underworld has been well-established in the nether realm for millions of years without ever faltering," Amilu asked.

Behind the temple stood a majestic peak, over a thousand fathoms high, where even birds struggled to cross. The Imperial City of Siyue was built against this mountain; to the north lay the second-highest peak of the Siyue Kingdom, known simply as Siyue. Those who climbed to its summit by their own strength were possessed of great perseverance—a feat Ji Ling-sheng had never accomplished.

Thinking that Yuuki’s sister was also a patient, and since he couldn't find the person he was looking for right away, Dr. Kurahashi, who had been helping her sister with blood reports, turned his head and asked Ranzi, who was suddenly clutching her nose in discomfort.

You have already been clearly rejected, yet you persist in pestering them and blocking the entrance to their place of business—isn't this going a bit too far?

Long Zhen nodded, then shook her head, saying helplessly, "I do want to, but there is simply no way to get there. Now, I can only let nature take its course."

Luo Luo had just snatched her ear back from Li Mo’s hands when Nan Gong-hao grabbed one of her paws. He held a needle in his hand, looking eager to try it out.

The follow-up to this connection is for you to solve yourself. Time is limited, so let us return to the previous question.

Chen Hong's parents were senior executives at Zhonghai Airlines, and another person present was the actress Liu Shi. Su Ping had introduced her to the three of them before; at that time, there were two men present—one the son of a real estate tycoon and the other the son of a Zhonghai Automotive executive—but they were nowhere to be seen today.

The Ren and Du meridians belong to the Eight Extraordinary Vessels. Because they have distinct acupoints and are related to the Twelve Standard Meridians, they are collectively known as the Fourteen Standard Meridians. The Ren meridian governs blood and is the land of the Yin; the Du meridian governs Qi and is the heaven of the Yang.

A massive net was descending upon Huo Ziyin. While this group was whispering in secret, countless fine plant roots had already spread beneath the stone floor.

Mo Lianhai spoke with great tact, including even the royal clan members, which left Prince Shu and the others with no room to argue. After all, the royal bloodline was inviolable—an iron law of the imperial family.

"What is it? Just give your orders. There is nothing I, Fatty Wang, wouldn't do—even walking through fire or climbing a mountain of blades," Wang Sheng declared, pounding his chest before Yu Fan could even speak.

A conspiracy was unfolding; everyone could see it, yet no one could find a flaw in it. Lang Yu had to re-examine this perfectly matched pair; they were far too much like brothers.

Outstanding talents who might not even appear in an entire ancient era were emerging one after another. Behind each of these prodigies stood the shadow of an Eternal Saint, all part of a layout planned long in advance for the current Holy War.

The Pi-Xiu let out a roar, and as it raised its arm, a giant limb manifested in the sky, threatening to crush Fan Qiu-tian.

Li Tanhuan had once asked Yang Jian and Nezha why they had been sent to the Underworld. Among immortals, they were renowned figures, yet both remained silent. Later, Li Tanhuan suggested they manifest as Ultimate Martial Spirits, assuming it would be a simple task given their cultivation, but both refused.

Although everyone was confused by his condition and offered all sorts of strange remarks, Yu Fan felt a warmth in his heart.

"Hmph! As a Vice Minister of the Ministry of Personnel, since you have grown senile, I believe it is time for you to yield your position," Emperor Yu Ning sneered.

Luo Le’s idea actually worked. Once his arm cleared the tower’s interference, he regained control of his nano-armor. Overjoyed, he shared this discovery with Lingni.

"This is all we can do. From now on, I only want to see you smile." Leng Yan gently kissed the tears from her face.

After weighing the pros and cons, Chen Haodong took the initiative to approach Tan Ziming, proposing to join their team. Tan Ziming refused without a second thought.

Thirty years ago, an authoritative magazine in Liantian City published a list of the 100 greatest inventions in the history of Xiangzhou cultivation. The Phantom Limb Sphere ranked 73rd—an undeniable source of pride for the craftsmen of the Shen family.

The old woman was furious at Qiaoqiao’s appearance and dragged her away so roughly that the girl nearly stumbled. Qiaoqiao followed, stumbling and looking back at every step, her face covered in tears though she dared not make a sound.

Sitting up, she stared intently, seeing nothing before her. Not believing her eyes, she reached out to touch, only to find a ghost.

"..." Shen Ying was left speechless. What Wang Jiu called "omnidirectional perception" sounded truly like a fantasy.

The Black Witches and the Five-Ring Tower were now able to coexist peacefully, and their competition over resource-rich secret realms had become much more accommodating. At the very least, both sides could now sit down to negotiate.

On the other side, Wang Jiu felt increasingly awkward. Looking at the fervent and longing expression on the face of the young man behind him, he could not help but think of his ancestors.

When Bai Ying took the diamond-shaped object glowing with nine colors from his soul storage device, everyone’s attention was drawn to it. Zhao Wuji frowned, looking in confusion at the device in Bai Ying’s hand; he had never seen such a unique soul tool that emitted nine-colored light.

Zhao Liang’s Golden Eyes scanned every inch of Hong Qiwi. Before him, the man was like a skeleton, hiding not a single secret.

The Sword Douluo’s long sword unsheathed, its sharp sword energy cutting through the air and forming fierce currents that whistled toward Bai Ying. The Bone Douluo was not to be outdone; he unleashed his Bone Dragon Thrust, and a massive skeletal dragon rose from behind him, opening its bloodthirsty maw to strike at Bai Ying.