Chapter 52 (Main Story Completed)

With a smack, Old Eighth Zhou was suddenly struck in the back, knocking him down in an instant. A wave of intense pain surged through his back, and tasting a salty flavor in his mouth, he collapsed straight to the ground.

Just as the ice blade was completely blocked and vanished, a clear ring of a sword echoed. When Liu Jun snapped back to his senses, what met his eyes was a gleaming, reflective sword tip resting right against his throat.

I brought over a table, arranged an incense burner and offerings, lit three sticks of incense, and unfolded the scroll, spreading it flat across the tabletop.

Jin Cuilian had just immersed herself in the blessing, and what awaited her was a long, protracted period of waiting. Lu Ping could not bear to imagine the scene of her lonely longing for him.

Amidst seven lower peaks stood a towering mountain. A magnificent line of sunlight split across its summit, illuminating the mountaintop in a resplendent, golden glow from afar, making it truly resemble a sacred, holy lotus flower.

Regardless of how perilous it might be, he had to enter and find out whether the heritage behind the Star Guidance lay within.

Perhaps the amount of blood-light crossing the Hidden Sea was limited, or due to some other reason, the group of evil cultivators who had just transformed into blood-light monsters were unable to infinitely assimilate normal cultivators like the blood-light monsters of the Hidden Sea domain could.

Ling Xuan's abrupt transformation caused Liu Heizhe's brows to knit tightly as he stared at Ling Xuan in utter astonishment.

Faced with the temptation of delicious food, the two of us failed to hold our ground and resolutely decided to dig in. By the time we noticed the pile of bones on the ground, only the chicken's tail and head remained.

He rarely looked closely at a rainbow, yet this time it happened to hang right outside his window, looking as though he could reach out and catch it in his hand. He could not help but fixate on it—the curved arc bearing colorful halos of light, hovering right there against the misty, hazy sky.

Even though she knew they had come for the flamboyant young man, she still had to play along, treating them simply as patrons here for a leisurely meal.

The style of this room was very warm, and as she walked toward the entrance of the bathroom, she was immediately captivated by the scene inside.

For pastries like these, unless one is a professional pastry chef, even knowing the recipe makes it impossible to achieve superior texture. Hiring a professional was an expense that simply had to be made.

"Very well, Brother Fatty Hui, the time is about right. Why don't we set off now? We can still make it back to the nearest immortal city." With those words, he waved his sleeve and put away the table and chairs, along with the spirit stones resting upon them.

Here, there was no grain whatsoever; the land lay desolate, the common people were starving, and on neither side could any trace of green be seen.

"Tomorrow I'll take Shi Jianmin to Harbin, and once he gets familiar with things, I'll have him guide the operations. If we can get things on track by next month, we'll start taking in orders," Su Yan said.

Led by the security guard, Heshikiri Hasebe and Cang Lan arrived at the ski resort manager's office.

Although Jiang Xue did not know what they were discussing, judging from the casual glance Fucha Lady swept over her before leaving, she roughly guessed the gist of it. After all, she had already learned from Fuheng yesterday about his petition to the Emperor for a marriage decree.

"Yet I want to know everything about him that is certain and true. Please understand the feelings of a wife—can you grant me this?" Su Yan asked, her gaze brimming with entreaty as she stared intently at the group.

"All of you damn bastards shut the hell up, whoever makes another sound gets a bullet!" I raged, handing the gun back to Old Yang once more, completely disregarding Zhou Ning's life or death.

A breathtaking, alluring smile curved the corners of Helan Yao's lips. Helan Qingyuan, the good show is already being prepared.

"Do you think that's possible?" Ling Feng was bringing the unicorn to the imperial grounds to demonstrate his strength and undergo imperial testing; going out with zero equipment would just be a joke, wouldn't it?

Because of the Modaile affair, Zhao Sheng was trapped in the Tusi Mansion and unable to leave, but fortunately, the Tusi Mansion still possessed basic decorum. Knowing he was a distinguished guest, they did not mistreat him, but instead arranged a top-tier guest chamber for him to rest. Song Daojun was not worried about him.

Hot tears welled up in the eyes of the soldiers. Everyone remained silent, quietly gazing at Chen Che's departing back.

At this time, the sun had yet to peer over the horizon, and only the cold, desolate glow of the moon illuminated the earth. A gust of chilly wind swept through, shaking the leaves from the few large trees by the roadside.

Exhausted, Chen Che slowly climbed to his feet, coaxed back his two mounts, and huddled under a tree to take shelter from the rain. Bored out of his mind, Chen Che wandered behind the tree, intending to bury the dead rain sprite.

Meanwhile, the Western Sage Zhunti had also clearly observed the scene before the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation from afar—it had obviously already begun! Furthermore, the Jie Teaching had won the first round. How did the aura of that strange beast in front of the Jie Teaching formation match Guangchengzi's identically?

"I think so too! The luminous jade cups are bound to sell well! I never expected them to be in such high demand!" Chen Che chuckled heartily. The Trade and Commerce Department's debut had been a sensational success, and its contribution was no less significant than winning a major battle.

She personally guided the young maidservants under her command, terrified lest they make the slightest mistake and forget Princess Rong's preferences and habits.

Even though she had purged the Marquis Chengen's Estate inside and out, Deng Keran always felt that Marquis Deng still held other secrets in his hands that she knew nothing about.

People want to buy things that they can afford while others cannot; if everyone could afford them, they still wouldn't consider themselves wealthy. This is the attribute of social status.

Just when Meng Batian thought this strike would succeed, Bai Yun Tian calmly extended two fingers and effortlessly clamped down on the heaven-shattering giant sword. The sword could not advance even a fraction of an inch. Meng Batian exerted every ounce of his strength, yet proved completely incapable of moving it in the slightest.

Noodles with a poached egg were the exam-day meal Mother Shen frequently prepared for her two sons, using the shape of the noodles and egg to symbolize a lucky omen of "100 marks." Ever since his mother's passing, Shen Hao had not eaten such exam noodles for a very long time.

"Ha! Thanks, boss!" Qin Kai and Cheng Haiyang shouted excitedly. Qin Kai even gave a crooked, sloppy salute, clearly quite drunk.

He always felt others must be thinking: Why aren't this young man and woman working properly instead of studying such deceptive nonsense here?

At the thought of that possibility, Han 笑 suddenly drew in a sharp breath, her body trembling involuntarily.

Now she had a completely new understanding of Stone; this fellow was not only skilled at flattery, but also adept at bragging, and his thick-skinned nature was simply beyond anything ordinary people could match.

Next, it would either be to reclaim his former life and work, striving to make everything return to the way it used to be.