Volume One, Chapter 147: The Situation Erupts—Yang Guolong Trembles in Fear!!

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After leaving Master Ni’s house, Song Hongyan immediately rushed home to discuss with her father the matter of borrowing Master Ni for Su Le. Song Zhongji naturally agreed without the slightest hesitation. After all, he was his future son-in-law! If he didn’t help him, who would? However, there were conditions attached.

“What conditions?” Su Le asked, confused, after connecting to Song Hongyan’s call.

“This condition… sigh, I’m afraid you’ll find it difficult!” she said. “My father was bragging outside, claiming that his son-in-law is a god-tier original genius master! As a result, his old friend Hua Tiancheng—Hua Chenhui’s father—insists on meeting you, wanting to ask for a favor. So, I’ve already rejected it on your behalf!”

“Perhaps it is just because Duke Zhuxiang and the young master are so close that they don’t act like father and son,” Meng Tian said, feeling a touch of envy in his heart.

Even if Chen Baxian’s body were stronger than that of an ordinary cultivator, falling into this magma pool would surely leave him reduced to a wisp of blue smoke.

Hearing Bi Hongfan’s words, He Mingyuan narrowed his eyes; he had not expected this matter to involve people further up the chain.

[Liu Xiu: You call it cheating when I play well? I transmigrated into Liu Bei, and here at Chibi, the Jiangnan region is naturally rainy—so what if a few meteor showers occur? Isn’t that perfectly normal?]

“The Otsutsuki clan has been capable of traversing the stars for over a thousand years, perhaps even longer.”

For such powerful figures to bestow a few words of wisdom is worth more than decades of hard labor for those itinerant cultivators without background or mentorship; this is no exaggeration.

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In that state, where one can feel their realm constantly strengthening, one truly never wants to wake up.

Whether born from a womb, an egg, moisture, or metamorphosis—under the Great Dao, all beings are equal. Status is never determined by bloodline or origin. Humans are the spirits of nature, yet they must not presume to be the masters of all things.

What has the truth proven? Nothing can stop the forward momentum of humanity when it comes to food.

First, looking at the formation laid out by Xiang Yan, it is clear that no one is stationed here. Furthermore, because this village resisted too fiercely when Xiang Yan ordered the relocation and the burning of crops and homes, the slaughter here was particularly brutal.

Shen Xinghe was no longer acting foolish at this moment; he was not stupid. He knew that if his mother left, his father wouldn’t care for him either. He would return to his previous life, looked after by nannies, unable to see his parents from dawn till dusk—a life of loneliness.

But what impressed Su Yun most was that signature roast duck. Perhaps the craft was learned from Beijing roast duck; the duck was roasted until crispy, the meat sliced and rolled into a pancake with scallions and cucumber strips. Popping it into one’s mouth, the flavors of the meat, the pancake, the scallions, and the cucumber harmonized—truly an earthly delight.

If anything were to happen to Lin Jiao on the operating table, he wouldn't be able to explain himself even with a hundred mouths.

Wu Tiansheng did not immediately let go. Instead, he glanced at Jiang Zhaohui not far away, and only after seeing him nod did he release Lu Qiang.

Meditation was her way of leveling up, and even more so, her method for refining pills. She hadn’t had the time or energy to refine any for a long time, and her hands felt a bit rusty. Still, she skillfully found her usual tools from a space in her storage.

On university campuses, besides the various student union departments and clubs, there are other official or unofficial student organizations.

“Tell the chef that President Jiang likes to stay fit, so keep the food light. Don’t use any oil or salt—just boiled chicken breast, boiled eggs, and greens,” Gu Chenyan said, the corners of his mouth curling upward.

Outside the teahouse, the bank and other buildings across the street absorbed wealth, while "corner sha" (sharp angles) pointed directly at the teahouse, preventing its Feng Shui from attracting wealth, longevity, or prosperity.

At over seven months old, Yao’er’s garbled “mama” sounds might have been unconscious, but Tang Wan still grinned with excitement.

Her sun should be high in the sky! No one should even think about… pushing him into the abyss.

Looking at these things, Li Bingyao was full of confusion, but she began to make arrangements anyway.

When Bai Ye found Wang Tianba, this foundation director was sitting before a wide desk.

Each realm is divided into nine layers, with each step being a new heaven. The Purple Mansion realm is already considered among the ranks of the powerful throughout the Northern Territory.

Wang Si-yuan thought he was using Lu Yu’s hands to bury this matter, but he never expected that in the trap he set, he would become a piece within it.

The whispers reached my ears, and I shook my head helplessly before turning to look at Pan Yuda on the hospital bed.

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Lu Yu felt very puzzled. Could it be that even at this point, they still wanted to cast blame and invert black and white?

These substances, like blood-colored tentacles, clung to his meridians and then gradually spread.

As everyone knows, Sun Jian died at the hands of Huang Zu. Huang Zu hailed from the Lu’an Huang clan of Jiangxia, and the Lu’an Huang clan and the Lingling Huang clan are close branches. That Huang Gai just happened to come from the Lingling Huang clan; therefore, Huang Gai and Huang Zu were of the same lineage.

He and Jiang Wanyi had been in the village for a while, but in Lu Yu’s eyes, they were just sharing a ride; they hadn’t reached the point of discussing their troubles in depth.

As soon as the apprentice saw Officer Huang, his mouth wouldn't stop running, and he was even rambling, his emotions extremely unstable.

Some of these nightmares had been here for thousands of years, and their abilities were extraordinary. Added to the fact that they had been feeding on the evil energy of the underworld for years, how terrifying had they become? I do not know. But perhaps the one Mei’er encountered was relatively weak; otherwise, she might have ended up like Snow White, sleeping forever.

Ran Sinian was stunned, immediately realizing that everything was not as simple as he had imagined. The intentions of Wu Tingting and Fu Qiang were definitely not what they appeared to be.

Ran Sinian frowned, subconsciously feeling that Qu Zichong looking for him meant nothing good, just like the tablet Xia An’an brought last time—it would only bring him trouble.

Wu Haokang and An Lingtong seemed to be arguing about something. The reason they could hear the voices just now was that the two were excited and speaking loudly. Now that they had likely calmed down, the volume had dropped significantly, but she still faintly heard some keywords—it had to do with her.

Thinking of her eldest brother, Wu Yidan couldn’t help but show a trace of sorrow, but seeing people coming and going, she remembered that today was her second brother’s wedding day. If she showed a sad face and was seen, who knew what ugly rumors might spread?

In a flash, it was time for Qiu Kuangyun’s semi-final. Lian Zijie specifically asked Boss Biao to put Qiu Yuanyi on the roster first, so they wouldn’t be too busy to manage it when the meal rush hit.

“Hey, what are you doing? You’re given food and clothing, why are you still thinking about my master? Don’t tell me you’re looking for a girl?” Fatty looked at Qiu Qianjian with a wary expression.

Reflecting on it, Wuchen felt relieved. After all, he was once a crew member of the Pirate King, a veteran of countless battles; it was normal for him to hide his strength and have ulterior motives.

“Fine, I’ll go get my personal things now,” Tang Lingshuang said, curling her lip as she had to accept the reality.

“They all saw what happened just now, so I brought them all over. If possible, I hope you won't kill them; I still have use for them.” Sakayoi Izayoi watched Xiao Ming carefully, as if trying to see right through him.

After several seconds of complete silence, light booing emerged from the audience. It wasn’t very enthusiastic, but everyone could hear it.