Volume 1, Chapter 55: How Can One Have the Best of Both Worlds in This Life

"Chen Hui, how come I feel like you're playing a zero-capital game, damn it?" Young Master Jie laughed and scolded.
"I already said the exact same thing when he recruited me."
Before I could reply, Su Qing came out crunching on her cucumber, glared at me, and familiarly draped her arm over Young Master Jie's shoulder. "But you see~ little brother, with your joining us, things are going to be much easier from now on~"
"How so?" Young Master Jie sized up Su Qing.
Su Qing took another bite of the cucumber in her hand, and using the bitten end, she traced the wolf-head emblem on Young Master Jie's open collar. "Young Master Jie, is it? Quite sturdy, aren't you~"
"Fuck..." Young Master Jie instantly pulled up his collar. "I'm not selling myself out..."

In an instant, the Martial Temple trembled slightly, its layout drastically changing and splitting into two. Two doorways corresponded to the main hall of the Martial Temple: a pink door, exceptionally beautiful, and an azure door, majestic and imposing.

When Xi Wang drove back, she found no trace of Chu Jinran having come out of the laboratory.
Xi Wang led Chu Jinran to the entrance of a room with floor-to-ceiling glass walls, and Jinran quietly peered into the laboratory.

Lin Man was stunned for three seconds before realizing this was not a dream. The tall and straight figure in front of her was indeed Wen Yan, the man of her dreams.

Although Qin Yuehan was speaking, not an inch of her gaze fell upon Bai Jing'er, leaving the latter awkwardly left out in the cold.

Thus, boundless merit is generated. This kind of merit is not a one-time occurrence, but continuous and ongoing; as long as sentient beings undergo reincarnation, the power of merit will be produced.

"Situ Qingfeng, take your sister back and stop letting her make a fool of herself!" The plump old man, Situ Lanyue, said with a face as dark as water, giving his orders.

A black business vehicle slowly stopped beside her, startling the focused Luoluo. Glancing at the license plate, Luoluo let out a sigh of relief and stopped in her tracks.

With the formidable strength of her grip, Chi Hao pinched his arm and gave him a punch. Had it been an ordinary person without martial arts training, they wouldn't even be able to lift their arm the next day.

Subsequently, Miracle Physician Pan personally massaged the madman, focusing mainly on the acupuncture points on the soles of his feet and hands, but after a long while, no effect was seen whatsoever.

A strange youth looked at the Six Paths Fist Emperor, Lingling Yu, before him, filled with a myriad of emotions and extreme sorrow.

Thinking of the General, I pulled out the tobacco pouch he had left behind, rolled a cigarette, and tried to smoke it like I'd seen him do. The smoke choked my lungs, making me cough miserably. Ye Jiuyong took it back, patted my back while laughing, and his demeanor reminded me of many things from the past.

"Big Brother, what are you talking about? Just follow me." Cangling Di was a man of slow temperament, someone who rarely uttered a word the entire day. The personalities of these two brothers truly formed a natural complement.

Even the drifting clouds in the sky turned red at this moment, taking on a frantic, blood-shot hue. Had Dugu Hong not yet formed the intention, they probably would have charged over long ago. Of course, more than that, Dugu Hong had directly applied immobilization techniques to them, rendering them completely unable to move.

After searching several rounds, Qin Leng still could not find An Yutong's figure. His heart grew even more sorrowful, and his body felt somewhat fatigued. With a sigh, he turned to leave, but at that exact moment, a voice rang out.

Just like that, Cangling Tian continuously lunged at the wooden stakes. In his eyes, these were the hateful Black Tiger Spirit Kings. Who knows how many times he slammed into the stakes, but by now he looked like a pig's head, and his body was covered in wounds and bruises.

"Good morning, Senior Sister Honglian. Is Junior Brother Ye Feng still sleeping?" Luoxing Yuan walked out of his room, spotted Honglian, stepped forward, and asked her.

Su Qianqian's home was not in the city center, so it might be a bit far from me. Gritting my teeth, I decided to hail a cab.

"Zizhen, I'll leave a spare set of car keys with you. Don't forget to take my car out for a spin to keep the engine running." Since he had bought this beloved car not long ago, he had no choice but to entrust Jin Zizhen with its care.

Within the Haooran Sect, most relationships were merely of the "nodding acquaintance" sort. If someone turned around and ran away or walked away coldly upon seeing a fellow sect member, that fellow would be docked contribution points under the charge of "disrespecting fellow disciples and lacking etiquette," serving as a warning to others.

When the sunlight of the next day flooded the earth and the tide of darkness receded, an hour later, as the earth completely warmed up, Liu Ling finally walked out of the cave.

He was inclined to deal with the Tatars at the Feihuling Pass first. As long as this strategic point was breached, whether the Tatars wanted to attack Xinkaikou again or mobilize reinforcements from beyond the Great Wall, it would require far more effort than before.

"Let me say a few words. As someone who has been watching from the sidelines all along, I am fully qualified to chime in." Wang Yumo was exceedingly delighted and took the initiative to speak.

Fang Zhuo chatted with these two core members of the product team for a long time before letting them go. He could tell that both men possessed independent thinking as well as somewhat unconfident developmental judgments.

At this moment, Fang Zhuo deeply felt the necessity and importance of perfecting his company's financial and supervisory systems.

And she now began to feel how absurd her worries before returning to China had been—she had actually feared that they would treat her as a stranger and refuse to ever contact her again.

Ying Tingchen was still quite satisfied with his son's attachment to him. He couldn't help but stroke the boy's head and coaxed him in a low voice.

Liu Ling, traveling at high speed, saw that only one beast, the Thunder Roc, had pursued him, and a trace of a disdainful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Yet, even so, those who ran slowly were still snatched up by Dan Zhenghao's formless giant hand and fiercely slammed into the ground. In the span of a mere moment, the only visible part was the head protruding outward.

The center of the labyrinth just now was precisely the enemy camp at the new site. The labyrinth was ten miles in diameter, and the radius toward the direction of Divine Wind City was five miles. Once out of the labyrinth, there were still fifteen miles left to Divine Wind City.

She merely gave the table a gentle tap. The path in front of Chen Qian rapidly sank into the water, continuously spreading toward her side. Chen Qian had no choice but to turn around and head back toward the pavilion.

Yan Heng directly picked up a piece of ragged cloth from the side and stuffed it into the person's mouth, and instantly the world fell silent.

That day, they were dragged by Dan Junhao to a certain place. At first, they didn't know what was going on, but later, they saw Yu Xin actually walking into Yin-Yang Street.

Not long after, a man in white was kicked out by someone, fleeing in panic.

Sometimes mathematical theory is just like that: you search high and low, exploring above and below, but when you finally find it, you realize it was right beneath your feet all along, and it is so wonderfully simple.

Pearl suddenly understood; it turned out the Imperial Consort had already made up her mind long ago. However, upon hearing the Consort mention having one of her arms severed, her body shook violently. That kind of terror and agony was something she never wanted to experience again for the rest of her life.

Originally on the verge of winning, for reasons unknown, he suddenly collapsed heavily to the ground. The moment he opened his eyes, consumed by burning rage, his pupils instantly turned red.

After saying this, Zhang Qiang walked slowly into Zhang Xi's room. At this moment, the Red-Faced Lady was still unconscious; the previous attempt to dredge her vital meridians had fallen short of success at the very last moment. At this moment, Meiying and Chen Qian were squeezed at the doorway. The miracle physician also emerged, squeezing into the doorway as well, and everyone hurriedly made space for him.