Volume One, Chapter Sixty-Four: Wishing Master Jin a Happy Birthday!

“Dad, the three-year deadline hasn’t arrived yet, and you’re already interfering with my love life!”
“You’re being too much!” Song Hongyan couldn’t take it anymore. She stood up, fury coloring her face.
“Daughter, you know how I am.”
“I could do things even more outrageous than this, I could say things even harsher, but I haven’t, and I haven’t said them either. I’m leaving you some dignity!”
“If the boyfriend you brought home today were even a top singer from our industry, I’d feel better about it!”
“But… look at your choice. Are you really so devoted just because he wrote you a song? After all my hard work raising you, does it all come down to a single song…”
“All right, you know how to absorb the energy core now. Let’s get moving.” Xun’er spoke once Xiao Chang had finished absorbing the energy core.
I understood what Chitong meant; he wanted to use this method to see what had destroyed the previous paper figure.
These bloodstains, while signaling danger, also confirmed that Chen Xu’s chosen airdrop direction was correct.
The corpse keeper could not fly, and in midair, without any leverage, could only watch helplessly as the Seven Star Sword broke through his corpse aura barrier and pierced his chest.
In the jungle, Xiao Chang looked up at the sky, his breathing so steady it showed no sign of disturbance. Ya Fei was equally composed. Xiao Chang was in no hurry to act; he would wait until the Blood Sect and Black Skull Tomb had gathered together, then seize everything at once.
After switching to 4-2-3-1, the double defensive midfielders were enough to support Manchester United’s backbone; when facing super teams, United’s midfield wouldn’t be completely suppressed.
Xiao Chang nodded. With Su Xueqi there, he felt reassured. He reached out and gently traced in the void. A pitch-black rift slowly emerged. He glanced at the sleeping Ya Fei one more time, then stepped into the rift.
Gao Feng climbed onto the orca’s back, treading on the bony shell, finding the armor beneath his feet unexpectedly soft, not as hard as he had imagined.
For Chen Xu, who had eaten only three banyan fruits all day, this grilled fish was nothing short of a grand banquet.
Seeing Su weeping uncontrollably before the song even finished, my heart was moved by a touch of compassion.

“The rest you can see for yourselves, I won’t say more. The Jade Association has its own rules. These breakthroughs were captured by the Jade Pit’s surveillance. Take a look at what our esteemed members are up to.” Mu Ningning finished speaking, and the photos began to appear one by one on the screen for everyone to see.
“What are you doing? Do you want to stop me from saving my Wind God brother?” Peony Fairy said, exasperated.
“Did you bring anything in the car?” Ignoring Yang Dong’s question, a wave of foreboding surged in my heart. The situation was too urgent. Even though the Crown car behind only followed at a distance, Xu Tian disliked being passive and immediately rushed to ask Liu Hongwei, who was in the car.
A shadow dropped from the sky, and a fierce gust from its fist swept down. The three panicked men hurried to block it with their own fists. Instantly, waves of air flew across, energy ripples spreading in arcs, stirring layers of fallen leaves like flying petals.
“Ahem, our family’s been busy lately. I figure playtime has its limits. Come back soon and help out!” Sitting obediently, blinking, coughing lightly with a hint of embarrassment, 96 followed Xu Tian’s lead and boasted without even blinking.
Upon entering the camp, several officers were already waiting for Wei Changfeng to handle military affairs, especially the transfer of Fang Zhenhai’s troops, which involved complicated matters. Wei Changfeng soon became busy.
“Once you came in, it was locked. You’ve been flying freely for half the day—didn’t you notice?” the virtual hostage questioned.
“Damn, why are there police?” Liu Hongwei’s expression changed abruptly. Sitting in the Jetta, he instinctively tried to start the car, but then noticed his phone on his thigh—silent mode, its screen flashing several times. His tense mood suddenly calmed.
What? Is Dingdang here? I tried to get up from bed, but my body was weak and my mind foggy.
At this moment, Chen Anyi walked over, glanced at Xu Rongfei, and showed an expression every man would understand.
Sacred materials like Geng Mother’s Gold Essence and Xin Mother’s Secret Silver are the first choice for ancient saints when forging artifacts. Even emperors often use them. So, in the unseen realm, these materials are protected by fate.
“Bring up two more bags of rice.” He Yunlong gave orders as he hoisted two large bags onto his shoulder, speaking to Wang Yingzhou.
“No matter how unusual, there’s no need for this nonsense. I say someone’s pretending to be supernatural to seize the Zhao family’s feng shui treasure. That’s why all this was orchestrated.” He looked sternly at everyone present.
Prince Li Yanshan, Princess Li Mingyue, Princess Li Huafei, and Prince Li Kunshan all came to see the Silver Dragon Prince.
“Now that you’re back, prepare yourself to do something with Bu Han,” the lame old man said to Mu Bai, his expression solemn.
“About ten more miles,” said the elder beside him, wrapped completely in black clothing.

Every time Huo Jidu’s mother saw me, her expression was filled with inexplicable anguish and guilt that I understood all too well.
“It’s over, it’s over. When I go back this time, I’m definitely finished.” Lying on the ground, Baoshan saw the hall master personally arrive—not a hint of joy or excitement, only utter despair.
He helped Wang Mei put on the coat, and while he wasn’t looking, she slapped him and strode away.
A round of arrows numbered nearly three thousand, one every ten seconds. Among them were masters like Lü Bu, Zhao Yun, and Cao Xing; even the most formidable couldn’t escape unscathed, and even Wolf Xing took an arrow in the shoulder.
All the enemies seemed formidable and their coordination seamless. When Wei Xu charged in, he felt as if he were breaking through a copper wall. A shout rang out from the side, and a large blade swung towards him. Wei Xu had just swung his own blade and couldn’t recover in time, so he had to drop from his horse to narrowly dodge the blow.
Qi Yun knew Immortal Fusheng had recognized him, so there was no need to hide anymore. With a flicker, he restored his true appearance.
All in all, after some commotion, both sides finally decided to enter the Moriah Tunnel together.
Speaking of Shen Li, if we go back a bit, Lin Chengqi had some indirect connection with her.
Alas! I only came to Suzhou to pick a fight with Qin Fei, but ended up getting myself stuck instead. How did things turn out like this?
Looking at everything before him, Qin Fei felt a bit proud. He had managed to set up the first somewhat technological factory in this timeline, even if it had a bit of a black-market flavor. At least, it was a factory.
Now, the Demon Lord was certainly terrifying. His supernatural powers pierced straight to the soul and were unfathomable. But if they managed to research the demon’s thoughts, they might find a way to break them.
“Damn it,” Yang Lin muttered as he arrived at what was clearly the place for rice and flour. Seeing the empty cupboards, he was troubled. Only a few half-crushed grains of rice and a thin layer of flour remained.