Volume One, Chapter 31: The Art Exhibition
“Zhou Guangbing, do you dare to defect to the Tianmu Division? Do you want your entire family to perish with you?” Zhou Kaiqian knew the situation was hopeless. Under the current circumstances, it was impossible for him and Long Yueyao to wage another battle against Tianmu’er and Galiuxian.
Wang Laoliu, the carriage driver, had guessed some of Chen Cui’s concerns and worried that she might become so upset as to cause trouble for Chou Erdan. Yet, they hadn’t mentioned the most crucial points. So, after some thought, Wang Laoliu cautiously ventured to speak.
The auction had reached its climax; the ‘Bronze Orchid Zither’ had already been bid up to an astonishing one hundred thousand mid-grade spirit stones.
Xiao Ying turned around to look at him, her eyes lowered in apparent submission, yet her anger simmered within, strangely unable to find release.
Though the banquet hall was spacious, the music had ceased, and the chatter had fallen silent. Their voices echoed clearly throughout, audible even to those seated far away.
“Cold and indifferent!” Fairy Love sneered, leaping forward to join Yun Bufan in battling the demon wind.
Across from them, Xu Kai cast a glance that seemed to ask, “Do you need help?” Xiao Ying gently shook her head.
Fairy Love was overjoyed as she reached the final fork in the path. For some unknown reason, her senses were blocked, forcing her to rely solely on experience to choose the right path.
With so many treasures, suddenly worth over a hundred thousand, Chou Erdan and his group of unruly kids had sealed the deal so lightly? Xuanyuan Kong felt that even he would have conducted thorough investigations before making such a move. Where did Chou Erdan find such courage?
After a hard journey home, Chou Erdan and his gang still hadn’t returned. Since everyone was at home anyway, Wang Jieren decided to send Wang Meimei to stay at the restaurant. He planned to take Chen Hongmei to explore the underwater world instead.
When Hu Yanfei made his strange request, Lu You did not question it and obediently lay down on a cotton mattress behind him. Suddenly, Hu Yanfei burst into loud laughter, catching Mu Yan and Hua Pian off guard. They were bewildered but joined in with awkward chuckles. The three laughed, though the mood was somewhat uneasy.
Honestly, it was surprising that Po Jun had been able to defeat Lin Xiner—and even more so that he seemed somewhat unsatisfied afterward. This astonished Nie Yinniang as well.
Out of necessity, Harald IV had no choice but to seek aid from the less-damaged Danes, requesting food supplies to stave off hunger and cold.
The final words echoed through the virtual universe system, resounding in the minds of all human universe masters and broadcasting information about the gathering in that reality.
He wandered for a while before hearing a commotion behind him. Turning around, he saw someone he had just met today entering with several bodyguards.
Within a month, many people were to be killed. The organization provided only the list—no questions, no resistance, only execution.
After becoming the Heavenly Demon, the Demon Monk took on a disciple. Twenty years later, the disciple mastered martial arts, slaughtered across the land, reclaimed the relic, and from then on, that relic became the treasured heirloom of the Heavenly Demon Sect.
That remark was cryptic and incomplete; Li An didn’t understand it. But tonight’s communication had clearly concluded with Agan’s retreat, which was already a great success.
While one side discussed matters within the crew, Agan was seriously conversing with Huang Bo about the script.
Hesitating, Li Jie finally felt the chill. By the firelight, he clearly saw his breath in the cold air, confirming that the temperature had indeed dropped significantly.
With a sudden exertion, the magical treasure on Lin Yuanfan’s body could no longer withstand the strain and shattered. The immense pressure bore down on Lin Yuanfan, and a few sharp cracks rang out as several of his ribs snapped.