Chapter 60

Tang Yiyao had kept his eyes fixed on Yan You from the very first moment he saw her. Seeing Qi Shaosi take the initiative to greet her with a solemn expression, he could not help but size her up carefully.

Jiang Guangguang’s mind flashed with this thought, and she immediately looked toward the courtyard wall. The wall was not particularly high, but it was embedded with shards of broken glass. In her current state, even if she managed to climb up, she would definitely not come out unscathed. She could not let him just walk away like this.

"Yes, indeed. This was originally going to wait until my father arrived, but this plot of land is truly exceptional." She had considered yesterday whether she should still buy it or save the money for her father instead. However, having prepared for so long, she really did not want to give up, so she decided to go ahead with it. Even after the investment, there would still be enough money to provide for her father.

"Seriously, just have a good rest this afternoon, and leave everything to my arrangement tonight," Angel suddenly said with a serious expression.

Zhutiantai did not reply. Through this brief exchange, he seemed to have figured it out as well: Mu Bai was not summoning him for the sake of returning to the Thieves' Gate.

Guan Luhe: "Are you even a man? Allowing yourself to be threatened like this. Tell me, do you have feelings for her?"

In the future, these would be supplied exclusively to the military, while the body-tempering pills sold on the open market would only achieve about thirty percent of this product's effectiveness. Such medicinal pills fetched a high and competitive price on the black market.

"Brother Zhan, why is it so dark over there? Could there be something strange about it?" Li Ke suddenly noticed that one side was noticeably darker than the other directions, a phenomenon that should not occur in a virtually pitch-black jungle.

At that very instant, he vaguely felt as though someone was standing on that mountain, peering down at them. Yet, in the blink of an eye, that sensation vanished.

Yan Shengge had originally gone upstairs together with Qin Puchen, but Qin Chengyu followed along. Knowing that the two of them had things to discuss, she chose not to go up. Hearing now from someone that Yiren was crying outside the lounge, she felt quite uncomfortable inside.

"Lord Li, did the Queen consult with you regarding my intention to depose and replace the crown prince?" Although King Dan of Zhao indulged in sensual pleasures, he was far from muddle-headed and was thoroughly informed about affairs both inside and outside the imperial court. Having moved the capital over a century ago, the ears and eyes of the Zhao monarchs had long since penetrated every corner of Handan City.

Once he provoked Junior Sister Wanying into falling into a demonic state, things would inevitably drift toward the worst possible outcome.

Intoxicated by favor, becoming dizzy with success upon attaining a high position, and holding everyone in contempt—these are mistakes not only easily committed by the young, but also by seasoned veterans of officialdom. He was deeply worried that whenever Guo Zhuochen disagreed with his superiors, he would glare, slam his fist on the table, and fiercely curse the leadership as conservative, stubborn, and foolish, ultimately stubbornly clinging to his own course.

"The Divine Palace of Lingyun is inherently fraught with extreme danger. Even without Ma Jingwu and his party, there would still be other perils awaiting us on the subsequent journey."

Having constantly paid attention to Li Yu's movements, Lian Xin could not help but let out a soft huff when she noticed that the time spent lingering on her was the shortest. Although she conceded that the other two sisters were more beautiful than her, this future husband was making his preference far too obvious—especially the gaze he fixed upon the princess of the Han royal family, which left her feeling highly displeased.

Striking another bloody gash across the smiling tiger's neck, Li Kuafu nodded almost imperceptibly toward Jiang Yuyan.

"Come in." Aike smiled and invited the three of them into the house. Through a period of working together, Aike and they had already become well-acquainted.

He seemed to want to confirm once more from the bloody-clothed cultivator's gaze whether the person before him was indeed the Number Twelve of yesteryears.

All of this composed an exquisitely beautiful primitive painting. Controlling himself for only a few seconds, Aike felt his hot blood surge, his fundamental desires suddenly provoked.

Seeing that bloody-clothed cultivator actually take Li Mingran's sword head-on, the disciples of the Forbidden Heavenly Sword Sect who were watching from the sidelines all felt a jolt of shock.

Darkness conceals many things. If the world of humans belongs to the day, then the world of spirits belongs to the night.

"There's no need for that." Su Zimo waved his hand, stroked his chin, and continued, "To be honest, with your qualifications, there are naturally many enterprises eager to sign you. Why choose my place?" He gestured with a look for the other party to survey the surroundings, which were completely empty, devoid of even a company name.

Yemu was no fool. Even if the other branch leaders sought him out, they would not be able to take Chu Tianyu away unless Chu Tianyu went willingly; otherwise, the outcome would be the same.

And now, although her face still appeared youthful, Li Muishan knew that the spiritual energy of that peach had already dissipated within her body. Moreover, right as that spiritual energy was on the verge of fading away completely, she became pregnant and gave birth to a boy.

Liu Tian actually held quite a lot of goodwill toward the people here, and his actions did not look like he was merely helping Moli, but rather as if he were helping himself.

However, a hundred years later, that pitiful, fallen aristocrat who had sold off all his family assets managed to break through and surpass the Saint Realm in one fell swoop, exceeding the Saint-level threshold by a wide margin. Upon learning that the family glory he had originally bartered away had still not been purchased by anyone else...

Chen Jing knew that his Senior Sister remained his Senior Sister and would never be possessed by that mask, no matter how powerful the consciousness contained within it might be. At that moment, Chen Jing felt a pang of heartache, as though his Senior Sister had already died—completely and utterly died.

The moment they saw the Qi Spirit Sect raise the bid, the surrounding cultivators immediately and obediently stopped bidding, instead each wearing expressions of eagerly awaiting a good show.

A corner of the universe exploded, and the Void Clan descended into great chaos. Fleeing in all directions, he carried a heart prepared for death amidst the explosion, only to arrive in such a beautiful world. That day, space shattered in massive swaths, and out of that chaotic, void-like expanse walked a mangled, blood-soaked crocodile of the starry skies.

Even the cheapest heavy infantryman cost tens of thousands of golden dragons to build, not to mention maintenance costs amounting to several thousand golden dragons every year. To wear a complete set of heavy armor and be capable of sustaining routine combat operations required at least a Tier 2 warrior class to possess the necessary physical strength.

Seeing that he could still remain as calm as Liu Xiahui, Qu Xintin moved a little closer to him, her exhaled warm breath blowing directly against his protruding Adam's apple.

Pondering slightly in his heart, he went through the six major longevity-cultivation techniques he had recently learned from Old Liu, practicing them one by one.

Mother Liu let out a terrified muffled sound. Seeing Shuyao point first to her own mouth and nose and then outward, Mother Liu understood only half of it, yet obediently took the handkerchief from her hand to cover her nose and mouth. Using the same method, she woke up Qiushuang. The three of them, covering their noses and mouths, huddled together beneath the window ledge to listen to the movements outside.