Chapter 69 Buy Me a Drink

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Even for a human cultivator like Ming Chen who possessed the South-Ming Leaving Fire, having even one such prodigy in an entire era would be considered a rare blessing.

"Shiina, my apartment isn't that large. If you jump around like this, you might disturb the auntie next door," Sayu said helplessly.

As for Wang Wanjun, he wasn't particularly close to him, though they had met a few times. He seemed like a very stern person.

He carefully recalled everything he had said, realizing he hadn't tried to whitewash Xu Jie at all. So why had President Wu decided to let Xu Jie off the hook?

Even if the impact of this limited-time reward remained terrifyingly powerful, it should only manifest as an "enhancement to his overall capabilities."

Even when she wasn't deliberately putting on a fierce expression, her brows were lined with a murderous aura, and an uncontainable ferocity flickered in her eyes.

More than a dozen reincarnated star deities in Yongzhou City either found this kind of injustice unbearable to witness, or those flood dragons, provoked by the vibrant life force and potent blood energy radiating from these deities, opened their bloody jaws wide at them... In short, any of these factors could easily trigger a direct clash between the two sides.

"Why has the progress slowed down? Is there some difficult obstacle?" Lu Hong asked, pausing even his meal.

This was completely unreasonable. Clearly, both Sun Wuniang and the original owner were at fault—why couldn't each side just take a step back?

The shadow said in a hoarse voice, "This is what she displays on the surface, but actually, I sneaked into several of her large ships..." The shadow swallowed hard.

Although Nalan Yanran would rather die than admit she was Red Boy, King Golden-Brow had already pegged her as Red Boy in his mind. If Nalan Yanran ever found out what King Golden-Brow was thinking, she would probably fight him to the death over such a ridiculous title.

Sure enough, upon seeing the dark energy practically within its grasp, the giant octopus lunged forward immediately, launching itself into a frenzied, winding entanglement as if unleashing its ultimate skill.

"Lucario!" A Pokémon composed entirely of blue and black appeared. With spikes protruding from its back and chest, it possessed the air of a martial artist. Although it looked somewhat anthropomorphic, it was a literal description: it had the head of a canine and the limbs of a human.

"I heard that the two prominent medical families in the city are funded and even partially owned by wealthy households, so they are not short of money. Their regular house calls and medicine sales are not expensive either. Did you encounter any trouble along your journey?" Zhang Fan casually asked the people gathered around.

Even though Ye Jingchen clearly was not a disciple of the Golden Firmament Sect, could he perhaps be a member of some faction within the Golden Firmament Realm?

Relying on this unique ability, Zhang Fan managed to bypass countless dangers that ordinary cultivators were likely to encounter, gradually drawing closer to a blue light barrier region that inexplicably felt strangely familiar to him.

To elevate an ordinary creature to the planetary peak realm within half a day would probably look no different from a miracle in the eyes of other practitioners.

"Then let the battle begin. I will help Yuhen and the others buy time to escape," Zhiyan resolved, extending her wrist to reveal an exceptionally dazzling bracelet adorning it.

This question completely stumped Wei Chaoyang, who thought to himself, *I'm a grown man, who has the leisure to remember things like this?*

Although she now had Ji Mian, it did not stop her from appreciating beautiful things. Recently, she had even taken up painting, and her pursuit of aesthetics was growing stronger by the day.

The next day, after finishing breakfast, Sheng Ruosi returned to her room and climbed back into bed to catch up on sleep. She hadn't fallen asleep until past two in the morning, which caused her biological clock—developed from staying here—to wake her up around seven to wash up, and then prompt her to head down for breakfast at precisely eight. Afterward, an overwhelming wave of exhaustion had hit her.

At that moment, Chu Qianning walked over holding her phone. Her expression looked somewhat anxious, as if something had happened.

Recently, Chu Yu had been staying in the provincial capital. Since Professor Gu had also come to Qiushanshan Valley this time, it must mean that the artificial cultivation of the purple jade tower-flower had achieved a breakthrough.

Seeing that her father had said everything was fine, Fengfeng immediately went back to her cheerful self, assuming there was nothing to worry about. She was well aware that she simply didn't love studying.

Seeing that the sky was starting to grow pale, Li Longfei thought he could delay no longer; otherwise, dawn would break. Left with no other choice, he had to resort to his ultimate trump card, blowing warm breaths continuously toward Shangguan Wan'er.

The inner circle wasn't cutting open any jade stones at the moment, but an auction was taking place instead. The target was a massive piece—about a meter in length and width, with an estimated weight of at least three hundred kilograms. Furthermore, its surface showed moss-like veins, giving it a very promising appearance.

Qin Jiu twitched the corner of her mouth and instinctively shifted her body, but the movement tugged at the wound on her left shoulder, causing her body to instantly stiffen.

"Let's talk business. Help me put together a dossier on Han Dianjiang of the Han family—the more detailed, the best. Oh, and include the Yan and Zhao families of Beijing as well," Langye cunningly changed the subject before Dongfang Lengyu could flare up.

"Yi, Senior Sister, why does the person who just arrived give me such an extremely familiar feeling?" Yuansuo looked at Yi Qingmeng and asked.

Fang Wei, standing right at the front, had never expected the battle to start in such a manner. Caught completely off guard, he was sent scrambling in a flurry of panic as he hastily retreated.

Shopkeeper Wu called over Erzi and the carpenter, and Lu Jiqi also lent a hand. Together, they dismantled the old ox-cart canopy and installed the new one.

Now that the gates were wide open, Foreman Zhao was already waiting at the entrance. Uncle Fang dismounted, delivered a brief relocation speech wishing peace upon the new dwelling, and then urged Chuncao to lead the children inside first.

Meng Qi nodded and said, "That is what Fengteng said before he died. I see no reason for him to have lied." Instead of answering directly, Meng Qi shared his own conjecture.

Suolang did not immediately answer the doubts in his heart. He pondered: if they were going to work in the Garden of Earth Season Flowers, the demons would naturally send prisoners unrelated to Hantianta from the coffin to avoid stirring up trouble. Thus, he obediently shook his head, his bright eyes flashing with an innocent smile.

Even though that was a prophecy poem from the legendary Great Prophet, Meng Qi generally maintained a skeptical attitude toward so-called legends. At the very least, Meng Qi believed that Aojiao currently had no romantic feelings for him whatsoever, nor did he feel that way toward her.

The proprietress in the green dress had just finished savoring a candy from the strange candy house. Her heart felt deeply nourished and her mood was exceptionally bright. Those strange candies, which induced such immersive illusions, had become as indispensable to her as three meals a day—she had become addicted.

After a long while, a cough echoed from outside, prompting the two of them to quickly pull their hands apart and hastily sit up straight. At that moment, Yang Dayan walked out.

"Alright, you come out first. I'll figure out a way to prolong her life. However, I'm afraid it will only be treating the symptoms rather than the root cause, and won't be of much use," Meng Qi said with a hint of regret, never expecting things to turn out this way.