Volume 1, Chapter 35: The Dawn of Prosperity, A Capable Minister Approaches!

Not only within the Martial Academy, but even in the capital of Ming, he possessed extensive connections and immense influence.

The archaeologist had sought that Spring and Autumn period tomb through various channels, yet he never found it again. That archaeologist was, in fact, my cousin.

"Twenty-some taels for eight feet—that is truly quite expensive!" Shi Lan, who was responsible for auditing the kitchen accounts, looked up upon hearing this. She glanced at the ledger in front of Erfu and remarked with a smile.

"With such tacit coordination, this team is very likely to achieve unprecedented results." Zhou Tai watched Lin Hao and the others with a look of admiration, a happy smile already appearing on his face.

The Ninth Prince stared at Liu Feng in shock. He could not fathom that the Emperor would ultimately bequeath the throne to the Crown Prince of the Great Qin Dynasty. How absurd!

Only then did Qing Tian realize that the situation before her was a tangled mess. She had wanted to profit from both sides, but it seemed she had failed to please either.

After receiving the data, Bai Rufeng could not help but sigh; they lacked the capability to slay a Demon Saint. That would only be possible if the Demon Saint were unimaginably foolish.

"Enough, I know she is not a good person, and I will not keep her by my side for long." Erfu understood Shi Lan's concerns, yet she was genuinely curious about what Sui'er had to say to her. Smiling, she reassured Shi Lan and instructed her to bring Sui'er in.

The divine power Liu Feng had just expended was recovering rapidly. That battle had drained him significantly; to be honest, had his power not been nearly exhausted, he would have killed Mu Xue long ago.

"Today is the day the new sisters enter the manor, and I have many matters to prepare, so I will not keep you ladies any longer. Remember to attend the banquet in the flower hall tonight." As soon as she entered, the Ulanara lady impatiently issued a dismissal, speaking to everyone with a beaming smile.

Li Hu followed him step by step; when he drew blueprints, Li Hu drew along. When he pondered, Li Hu pondered. When he experimented, Li Hu experimented. Li Hu was learning with such fervent intensity that he was nowhere to be seen from dawn until dusk. People said he was busy, but in truth, he was not busy at all; he was entirely focused on these tasks.

Even he could not quite make sense of it, so the others were naturally even more confused. Ren Junkuang wanted to say something, but after a moment of hesitation, he remained silent.

Although the elder sister had grown increasingly profound and reserved, she was still a far cry from being heartless and ruthless. Could things really be that way? Could they?

There was not even a glimmer of hope for victory in this duel, not even the slightest bit.

For a long time, he had been fair and stern within the Eunuch Faction Academy, yet not without benevolence. It was only toward outsiders that he was cruel and ruthless, having taken countless lives.

Upon seeing Elder Bai being annihilated, Qin Bai’s mind went blank. Before he could process the thought, the Giant Python King slammed into him, and his expression changed instantly.

At that time, Li Ruhai’s army of three hundred thousand had been just like this—vast, boundless, and blotting out the sky.

However, comparing Li Hu’s words and actions to those of Chen Tianyi, he held no optimism for any comparison involving Chen Tianyi, even if his mother were to assist him with all her might.

But at that moment, the eyes of many alchemists turned fiery as they looked at Xu Chuan, as if they were ready to devour him.

"Cough, cough, cough... cough, cough, cough..." She coughed with great difficulty, trying hard to focus the old lady's gaze entirely on herself.

However, there was very little that Lu Qiuning could not achieve on this Demon Island. Therefore, she agreed quite readily.

An Feng’s style of dress was very casual, but Joanna took more time; she wavered back and forth, frequently asking for the opinion of An Feng, who was sitting on the edge of the bed.

Even if they lost the match, Wenger’s number of championship titles would equal those of Blackburn, Newcastle, and surpass those of Everton, Manchester City, and West Bromwich.

Jian Wuhan frowned; the zombies must absolutely not be let in. Otherwise, everything would descend into chaos, and the Sword Sect would certainly be finished.

"What?" Liu Xin, Qing Feng, and I exclaimed in unison. Damn it, Liu Xin the harbinger of bad luck was actually right. Kidnapping Ke Zhengzhou—this Cao Fantian was truly insane.

"It’s fine. Take your time to catch up. Now, show us around," An Feng said with great understanding.

The old man’s face was filled with sorrow. This strange illness caught Qi Die’s attention, and she asked, "I wonder what symptoms those who have contracted this strange illness display?" The old man looked at Qi Die with a puzzled expression.

"This is the deposit; I will pay the remainder when I return. Sorry for the trouble." Shen Yi counted out several bills from his wallet and handed them over.

"Your Highness, people from the Burning Passion Palace have infiltrated the manor." A figure emerged from the shadows and knelt before Qi Yuhan. The hand holding the painting trembled slightly as Qi Yuhan asked, "Who is it?" In his heart, he harbored a faint expectation. Could it be her? Could it really be her?

Jian Mofan frowned. This time, he had no choice but to follow; if Tcock did anything to Ji Sieyue, he would not be able to bear the responsibility. He shook his head gently—why was this Ji Sieyue so troublesome?

"Huh?" Mu Yin-yin blinked, her curiosity piqued. Just as she was about to ask Yin Sha why he said that, she heard a faint sound from the window frame.

"Wait!" Lin Heng reached out to pull her back instinctively, but in his haste, he lost his balance and fell to the ground.

Jianne Hughes looked at Wu Ziyi, then immediately shifted her gaze to Jobana, noticing that he too was watching Wu Ziyi.

Liao Xi watched the backs of Empress Dowager He and the others as they departed, shaking his head slightly before turning to leave. He knew that Liu Bian had entrusted everything to him, and now it was time for him to get to work. He could not just wait around. Liao Xi understood that Liu Bian’s second ascension to the throne would inevitably plunge the world into turmoil once again.