Volume 1, Chapter 181: Facing the Pressure of a Double Blacklist!!

"Su Le, is it? Apologize to Chairman Chu, and I can help smooth things over for you!"

"Show some sense and don't make trouble for your future father-in-law, especially since you are still only a prospective son-in-law!!"

Wang Meimei looked at Su Le with an arrogant expression and spoke in a commanding tone.

"Ask me to apologize?"

"Isn't that your Wuyou Media's specialty?"

"It's only been a few days since the incident on Weibo, and you've already forgotten?" Su Le sneered.

His words were nothing less than rubbing salt into Wang Meimei's wounds.

Just days ago, their internal manipulation scandals, forcing the White Elephant idol to take off his mask, and a series of other shady operations had all been exposed.

This led to Wuyou Media, under the umbrella of Bada Enterprise, suffering from...

In the days without Qiye, every moment felt like a year to her, so now she cherished every single minute and second. Even if Qiye wanted to push her away, she would undoubtedly follow right behind him.

White Fang said coldly, his figure already soaring into the sky. The short blade in his hand was once again infused with chakra, and a white flash of energy burst horizontally through the air.

As the words fell, Ibuki Suika's soft body bent into an incredible arc. If an ordinary person were to make such a movement, the most likely result would be snapping their spine, but as a mighty yokai, Ibuki Suika had no such concerns.

Professor Shiomi Jun was holding a sealed water tank in her arms as she walked toward her private classroom.

Seeing Sun Shangxiang and the others, Old Madam Sun was overjoyed and directly beckoned for Liu Jing and the other two girls to come over. Old Madam Sun's enthusiasm toward Liu Jing made Sun Kuang look on with burning envy.

Meanwhile, the envoy she had dispatched was killed right in front of the allied nations for nothing, with even the Tailed Beast being no exception.

"You—you really are a doctor?" The general stared with eyes as large as an ox, asking in astonishment.

Left standing there in a daze, watching the president's wife leave, he finally withdrew his gaze and looked toward the elevators, hoping to catch some trace of a clue. Unfortunately, the elevator doors had long since closed.

"Hmph? Since that's how it is, you better listen up!" Yuan Jia let out a cold snort, her eyes flashing with disdain.

From the One-Tail to the Two-Tails, it seemed like a coincidence, but tracing it back step by step, all of this was estimated to be the systematic capture of the nine great tailed beasts.

Li Huanran nodded calmly. Cheng Lingzhi had previously mentioned this matter to him and even wanted to play matchmaker, so he wasn't surprised at all that Xinxi knew he and Cheng Lingzhi were colleagues.

After passing through a farming settlement named Wolitun, the three of them purchased quite a few supplies, and an extra cart appeared beside them, pulled by two sturdy hair-deer.

Chilian looked moved and said, "Do you mean that he is already dead?" Although she could not accept the tangled feelings Bai Feng held for her, she already harbored the affection of a close friend toward him.

She still hadn't figured out how he managed to get in. She remembered the front door was locked securely, but now that the person was already inside, she could only assume she simply hadn't locked the door properly just moments ago.

The two exchanged glances and immediately burst into laughter in unison. The awkwardness of not seeing each other for several months instantly vanished without a trace.

Tianming did not show his inner changes on his face, burying them deep inside instead. To outsiders, he merely appeared to be closing his eyes and resting his mind.

"Iron Snake, go and drag that fellow to me. I want to see how the Eastern family plans to deal with me," a handsome voice said coldly.

Four years later, Situ Haoyu returned to the country and found that rumors were still rampant on the internet claiming he was an illegitimate child of the Situ family, and further rumored that having been missing for many years, his chances of survival were slim.

Looking at the graceful beauty on the podium—whose elegance was deeply ingrained, and every gesture and smile exuded boundless charm—all the male students were drooling.

That Zhong Cun did not say a word and directly placed his hand on the metal ball. Without any visible movement from him, Yang Ming's acute perception of metal allowed him to feel that the interior of this huge metal ball had already turned into iron powder.

Looking at Ao Qiushuang up close, Chu Fei had to admit that she was a peerless beauty. Her delicate features carried a hint of martial arts chivalry, her figure was slender and fairy-like, and her confident, transcendent temperament made Ao Qiushuang look like an immortal who had descended into the mortal world.

This thought grew in Dao Lengfeng's mind like wild grass, spreading rapidly. Perhaps before long, this wild grass would turn into a wildfire and burn away Dao Lengfeng's reason.

"Consort, your injuries have not yet healed, why have you come?" After paying her respects, Jingyi asked with concern.

Her injuries didn't look severe, except for a bloody hole on her arm less than half an inch deep. To a martial artist, this kind of injury was no different than a scraped skin, but Zhou Yinru couldn't help crying.

The children grew up one by one, either getting married or leaving her side. Clearly she had given birth to so many children, yet she felt the surroundings becoming increasingly quiet.

The next moment, a distinct clanging sound arrived, resembling the collision of steel armor and rock, and the ground seemed to vibrate slightly.

"I didn't expect to encounter such a professional player here." A trace of a smile crossed Bai Hua's lips as well.

However, the abbot made Hua Wanwan keep her hands clean of heavy labor, not requiring her to do any chores, while her clothing and meals were meticulously and thoroughly provided. Hua Wanwan knew all of this was under Consort Mei's direct orders.

Lin Juan sighed, just as she wanted to pull Youyu over to coax her and make an apology, the familiar footsteps of Madam Zhuang sounded from outside.

"Hehe, sir, just follow me," Xu Gui chuckled softly, leading the way without looking back.

"Strange, after the battle at Burial Sword Mountain, where did these fellows go? Could they really have gone to Youquan Ridge?" After pondering for a moment, Miao Renfeng took out a bamboo tube and channeled the true qi formed by the "Military Arts Wine-Drinking Formula" into it. The bamboo tube immediately made a sizzling sound, and then a flash of flame burst out of the bamboo tube, exploding hundreds of meters high in the sky.

There are many ways of resurrection; the one Li Qing mentioned was merely the most common and simplest one. However, regardless of the method, treasures capable of defying the heavens, such as the Nine-Turn Reincarnation Pill, must be used. Otherwise, even if resurrected, the underworld emissaries of the netherworld would still come and take the soul away.

Two monsters, each taller than three people, collapsed one after another, splashing rainwater more than a zhang high.

Returning to the topic, although Tiao Shi found Miao Renfeng's request difficult, she did not raise objections, evidently possessing some confidence. With trembling hands, she took the "refined equipment" and carried it into the wooden cabin like she was performing a pilgrimage. After bathing, burning incense, and kowtowing three times, she told Miao Renfeng that she needed to "comprehend the Dao."

However, treasures, ruins, and heritage sites were legacies left by martial artists to those destined, leaning more heavily toward tests. Naturally, if one perished during the test, the deceased martial artist could only imply that you simply weren't the destined one. Therefore, Miao Renfeng failed to understand what the short spear mechanism was actually testing.