Volume 1, Chapter 23: Making Money

I truly did not expect that after I delivered the bruise medication to my brother and his friends, Sister Yuzhu would go to my dormitory to ask about their injuries.

Naturally, she did not find me in the room, so she waited at the factory gate. Sister Jing did not avoid her; she calmly pulled the car to a stop at the entrance. I stepped out, feeling somewhat uneasy.

"Yuzhu, I heard from Chen Hui that you’re his girlfriend now?" Sister Jing took the initiative to speak. "Don't get the wrong idea. My relative needed help moving, and since I happened to run into Chen Hui, I just asked him to come along and lend a hand."

"Oh..." Sister Yuzhu nodded.

Sister Jing looked at me again with...

In this first round, almost ninety-nine percent of the people bet on the favorite. The few who bet on the underdog were either super die-hard fans or just bored and looking for a bit of fun.

Chi Hong had no idea that this fellow, who was only at the Demon Emperor realm, possessed a Great World. If she knew... well, she certainly wouldn't have believed it anyway.

As far as she was concerned, even if she left the Prince’s Mansion today, her status would remain unchanged. She would not become lesser because of anyone's neglect, nor would she be petty about such things.

"Of course I'm not him! If I were him, you would have been dead by now!" Having said this, Fan Xun slowly raised his hand, gathering strands of Yin-Yang Holy Fire within his palm.

Ten years ago, Zhou Ze-kai had already stepped down. Having been a high-ranking official at the central level, he had once been as formidable in the political arena as Elder Liang in his prime. In this life, Zhou Ze-kai had no regrets, and he always kept Elder Liang's teachings close to his heart.

After countless spider silk threads pierced those "eyes," the attached flames released a tremendous amount of heat, burning the "eyeballs" to ash.

Ji Jingxi chewed on these words quietly, a few hollow, weary laughs escaping from deep in his throat. As he laughed, his eyes grew increasingly sore and unbearable, and he couldn't help but cover his face with his hands.

But with a full major realm difference, how could a Foundation Establishment cultivator, while fleeing, possibly spare a glance at a passing cultivator and offer a look that was pitiful, resilient, and slightly pleading all at once? Anyone with a shred of vigilance would think twice.

"Yueyue..." A soft, low moan echoed through the silent living room, filled with a seductive charm that would make any normal man’s blood boil and his body surge with impulse.

"Eating a few is no big deal. I'll have a case sent to you in a moment; just make sure you sell them well for me," Qi Matong said, patting the forty-seven or forty-eight-year-old manager on the shoulder.

Immortal pills are rare, which was expected, but in this world, as long as something exists, it is not too difficult for the Wang family to obtain it. Although the Langya Wang clan is currently in a period of hibernation, he still possessed that much confidence.

In this space, the purpose of low-level food like fresh water is mainly to replenish a small amount of skill energy. Zhao Gao’s skill energy is currently near full. At this moment, he drinks the water more to recover the stamina consumed by his long chase, as well as out of a subconscious habit while deep in thought.

Beijiang Province is located in the Central Plains. Except for Zhuwei City in the far north, the winters are cold and gloomy but rarely see heavy snow. Unexpectedly, starting from mid-to-late December this year, continuous heavy snow blanketed the entire Jianghe City like a white quilt.

The battle had already lasted for a quarter of an hour. The four members of the Heaven’s Pride rankings had exhausted every trick in their arsenal, barely managing to hold their own against Isaiah Lucifer until now.

For a general of Liao Hua’s caliber, as long as he stays alert, it is basically impossible to hit him from that distance again.

But Muhua Trading was different; Fan Hua was truly just the General Manager, while his father was the Chairman.

However, these people were famous and could not be easily offended, so she came up with this method, using the arts of Qi Men Dun Jia to trap them outside the sleeping quarters.

In the Blacksmith Department, headed by Shi Tie, new weapons and armor were forged every day. Xue Ning’s troops trained without pause, and with the aid of the Diamond Body Tempering Technique, the strength of Xue Ning’s subordinates improved rapidly.

Because no one outside the four regents and the palace knew the Crown Prince was missing, the Prime Minister went into the palace every day to report the progress of the search to the Emperor, taking the opportunity to visit her at Changle Palace.

On the official road, four riders galloped at full speed, along with a slender figure leaping with the agility of a hare; her speed was not a whit slower than the warhorses.

Such a matter should not be a major problem for a powerhouse at the level of Han Liang, who had transcended the Martial Emperor realm.

Tang Yun recognized the voice of the Fish Spike and took a closer look at the Shadow Warrior mecha, which stood about 12 meters tall and was as black as ink, before looking up and shouting slightly louder.

Li Chongshan told me with great certainty that when one’s mastery of Dao arts reaches a certain realm, it is truly possible to gather souls from the heavens and earth. At that point, it is not impossible to make a person’s soul whole again. Although it sounds difficult to achieve, it finally gave me a glimmer of hope and a goal to strive for.

At this moment, only a few hundred imperial guards remained behind Biyi Fei. The enemy had tens of thousands of elite troops, and her only possible reinforcements had already been wiped out on the grasslands. There was not the slightest possibility of turning the tide of battle.

As the final three roars containing the word "Kill" rolled in, all the soldiers of the Publius family fell silent in an instant.

Huang Zhuyue finally remembered who Mu Tianguang’s former lover was. She stuck out her tongue, hunched her shoulders, and kept quiet.

"Amitabha!" the big monk said, hands pressed together in explanation, "That day, your body was covered in demonic aura, so I naturally assumed you were a demon who had stolen secret Buddhist techniques!"

Tang Guo usually enjoyed exposing Fantian’s past, but on this occasion, she knew that Fantian held the dominant position; without him, this banquet would not exist.

But then again, Ye Fei had always been strange. Clearly possessing the strength, he was content to stay at the eleventh and tenth high platforms, never challenging those above.

Therefore, Pan Hao hired a nanny, who would usually make him breakfast and tidy up the housework.

The cultivators surrounded the outsider; some chanted incantations to defend, while others tried to find a way to break the seal.

"It’s your turn." To Yang Shilong, Ye Zhongming’s smile looked like that of a demon. He roared in terror, wanting to escape with all his might, but in front of the two-star evolved Ye Zhongming, all his struggles were in vain.

In reality, he had lost his magic power and soul energy, but his powerful physical body had not disappeared. He had no trouble walking, sitting, or lying down. The reason it looked so serious was simply because he was used to having great power and couldn't adapt to the loss of it for a moment.

In Qiao Xiaohong’s mind, Cheng Yuhan was a character like Abbess Miejue, rejecting all male biological lifeforms.

The Qian family could become one of the nine hidden families, so their foundation must be no less than the Xi family’s. From this perspective, marrying into the Qian family was indeed a good idea, and it could also consolidate the relationship between the Qian and Xi families through the alliance.

There is a "Blood Refining Method" that uses the blood, baleful, and resentful energy of the slain as a fire, combined with other rare treasures, to temper a sword, allowing the sword to grow alongside its master.

Although this Staff of Nature was not of a very high rank, at the current stage, it was a genuine treasure. As long as Ye Zhongming could find a Nature Gem, it would become another trump card in his hand.

Hinata Ichiro glanced at the ashen-faced Sarutobi Hiruzen and Jiraiya but said nothing—in Hinata Ichiro’s eyes, it was not yet time for him to speak.