Chapter 149: Aren’t You Envious? (Bonus Chapter for Monthly Votes)

Wen Zhixia did not know how to cook, but Li Yilan possessed quite exceptional culinary skills, preparing a remarkably lavish lunch.

Having just chatted heartily with Chen Shian at the factory, Wen Zhixue instinctively wanted to bring out some fine wine to share a light drink with him. He only suddenly remembered the boy was still a high school student, and thus had to settle for drinking fruit juice together instead.

"Xiao Chen, please sit, take a seat. Auntie Lan didn't know what you liked to eat, so she just whipped up a few simple dishes. I hope they suit your taste."

"It's already plenty lavish, before..."

Just as Gao Keda spoke again, his figure vanished abruptly. By the time his words trailed off, he had already returned to his original spot.

This fellow, who never played by the rules, gave even the Sovereign of Immortality and Gu Shitian a deep headache.

Ye Yiran had originally thought they would merely face a reprimand and education, but she never expected them to be directly banished. Wasn't this far too harsh?

The Barrens Dragon Domain was situated in the diagonal direction between Tianyuan and Tianwu, acting as a mutual support to both continents. However, due to their immense size, the two continents had actually shielded it from outside the ancient realms of all living beings.

"To think that the five of you are still alive. Surviving is your good fortune, but you should never, ever have come to cause trouble at my True Martial Sect. Today, I shall scatter your souls to the nine heavens!" Huo Lu's voice boomed like thunder.

However, successfully defeating the Right Guard Iron Cavalry and seizing victory for the Flying Cavalry Army was now virtually impossible.

He drew in a breath toward the void, and instantly, all the various energies he had unleashed during his successive battles transformed into various mystical techniques, shattered, and were swallowed into his belly.

Of course, the higher-ups did not stipulate what kind of nefarious deeds Yi Fan needed to do; it was mainly a matter of handling various miscellaneous chores.

The color of the flame underwent a drastic transformation, turning pitch black first, then deep purple, and finally resembling blood, growing demonic and intimidating.

The moment they stepped into the carriage, the figures of the two vanished into thin air from within it. At the place where they had disappeared, a black suitcase suddenly materialized inside the carriage, blending seamlessly among the cargo without a single trace of abnormality.

Luo Yuhan's gaze was burning and fixed unblinkingly on Shen Lang's movements, as if she could perceive something extraordinarily profound within them.

Through a period of trial and error, she had mastered numerous deception techniques, her methods growing increasingly sophisticated.

Searching for the Four Great Monks within their own territory was naturally no difficult task for the Demonic Sect.

Wen Ruan's smile froze on her face as she belatedly realized who the country bumpkin fool, whom Yuan Ji had cared for over three years, was—the one the palace servants had been gossiping about outside the vermilion gates just moments ago.

The room was vast, with the entire wall covered in surveillance feedback screens. Yun Shuangqing pulled out a sofa chair and sat down.

Countless gazes converged upon Shen Lang, some filled with astonishment, some with puzzlement, but most looking at him as though he were an idiot.

Either is fine. Does Shuihan want to go back to eat or eat outside? Let's just eat outside. After the meal, both of them headed back.

According to An Yan's calculations, during these ten days, Bai Lan would inevitably muster all the forces at her disposal and commit them entirely to the decisive battle ten days later.

This was a young man appearing to be about twenty-five or six, sporting a signature pineapple head tied into a long ponytail—none other than Rokudo Mukuro ten years later.

Later, nobody knew who pleaded with the brothel madam on her behalf, but hearing that she possessed decent culinary skills, the madam finally agreed to let her stay as a cook. Although she managed to stay, her status at the Xiaoxiang Pavilion plummeted to the absolute bottom.

Imperial Mother, you must wait for your son. Wait for your son to ruthlessly execute every single one of those who once wronged you. For every single ounce of suffering they caused Imperial Mother, your son shall return it tenfold.

Never had she imagined that someone who looked so gentle and soft could treat her like this in the past, even wrapping the Emperor around his little finger.

Even exchanging a glance would make their calves tremble with fear, so the guards naturally dared not take her words as a joke, their terror-filled eyes nearly brimming with tears.

Then where on earth did these corpses inside the cave come from? While I was walking forward in the footsteps of Fatty San and pondering this, Fatty San suddenly halted in his tracks.