Chapter 63: Congratulations on Your Marriage

The competition for the holy divine artifact became increasingly intense. Chu Feng could also see that as the rivalry reached its final stages, the bidders were essentially members of the three major sects, the four great ancient clans, and the five prominent families.

Yang Xueqi traded a single kiss with Shi Tou in exchange for him looking at the feng shui of her company. Calculated this way, she was the one who profited.

Bi Qianmo now realized that his so-called bottom lines were utterly vulnerable in front of Lin Bixiao, yet somehow, this feeling wasn't half bad.

Mobai shuddered violently as a sharp, intense pain struck his back. He coughed up a mouthful of fresh blood and was forced to use the crooked path teleportation once again to escape.

"Therefore, in three days, you will accompany me to the raw jadeite market in Mindong to get more practical experience," Luo Wanmei said.

The descent of the King brought chaos to the order, signaling to the world that it intended to shatter the laws with absolute power.

Even without opening his eyes, Chu Feng knew who the approaching figure was—it was none other than Emperor Yumen. He couldn't help but speak up.

The reason they allowed Ouyang to enter Renhe was to beat them at their own game. However, they had never heard of a doctor checking into a job accompanied by a patient.

He believed that today's press conference contained public relations elements, and Amo would not make a joke out of Dihua. Besides, everything was under his control.

White Tiger said with a face full of guilt. She had witnessed with her own eyes the deaths in battle of Azure Dragon and Tortoise. However, Vermilion Bird had not participated in the battle between the burial-exterminating forces and the coalition of the Night King Palace, Heavenly Gate, and the Ye Family. Where exactly he was and why he had lost contact, White Tiger was not entirely certain.

The demonic Qi surrounding Suiren's body struggled violently, but to no avail. It gradually grew thin and was forcibly dragged back into his body, becoming nourishment for his martial will.

Having just been reprimanded by Zhao Heng, Huo Wantong was racking his brains on how to salvage his image in the emperor's eyes when he happened to encounter his deputy general, who came to report after capturing a group of assassins hog-tied.

Finally, someone came out to offer an explanation, stating that the Peach Blossom Grand Restaurant had not permanently closed down, but was merely temporarily suspended for reorganization. It would reopen in a few days to welcome guests once again, and the service then would only be better, guaranteed not to disappoint anyone.

Upon hearing this, Shen Mo knew that these bosses definitely possessed plenty of good items, only that they were accustomed to hiding them away.

"Haha," Daoist Kong chuckled. "Then I'd be discourteous to refuse your kind hospitality. I have matters to attend to, so I'll take my leave first." With that, Daoist Kong stood up and casually pulled along Lin Yan, who was standing there dumbfounded.

As for when they would wake up, it naturally depended on the two individuals' fortune and affinity. Although this array could immerse one's primordial spirit into the resentful spirits, allowing them to truly experience everything the spirits went through in life—looping endlessly just like drinking Meng Po's soup of reincarnation—its most wondrous aspect was that after each experience, a mark of reincarnation could be left deep within the primordial spirit.

The moon was already hanging low at the edge of the sky, and the dawn was growing brighter. Gao Yang led several people to open the doors of the special prison cells and stepped outside. However, at that moment, a few figures rushed directly toward them. As they drew closer, Gao Yang recognized them clearly—running right at the very front was Zhang Siran.

With a blast of horns, the Liao troops, locked in combat with the Song army, immediately recalled their forces, galloped back a hundred paces, and converged into formation. Then they wheeled their horses around, re-forming their lines, seemingly eager for another charge. Yao Zhou's handful of troops was utterly negligible in their eyes.

Du Yuehong let out a huff, just about to retort. At that moment, Ouyang Xueming let out a light cough, and she immediately turned her head away, deciding to ignore them completely.

Listening to Ghost Wither's words, the eyes of that black desolate beast seemed to well up with warm tears before it nodded repeatedly.

Regrettably, Kewell seemed to know what the number 7 jersey meant to Liverpool and stubbornly refused to take it. In the end, with no other choice, he was given the number 8 jersey left behind by the departing former captain Redknapp.

Having magic spells really is convenient, I thought to myself as my master and I strolled leisurely through Hanzhao City. However, running into an acquaintance was not quite as pleasant—and this acquaintance happened to be someone I knew far too well: Ransui.

Yet at that time, no one knew what had actually happened. Even the invincible beings among the primordial sovereigns had come to investigate, but they found not the slightest clue.

Thinking of this, George hesitated no longer. Planting his right hand against Southgate's left upper chest, he suddenly exerted force, shoving Southgate back a step. Then, flicking the ball forward with his left foot, he immediately turned and chased after it.

He intended to use these trump cards at the most critical moment, dealing a devastating and unforgettable blow to the allied armies of the imperial and immortal clans.

Some Heavenly Kings lingering here could not help but sigh; Ye Chen truly possessed boundless fortune to have actually obtained such precious promises from two ancient mighty beings.

Lin Feng did not get close, as he had no desire to be inexplicably eliminated by someone. On the platform sat a single ox horn, its shape spiral-twisted, coiling around layer upon layer.

"Recruiting three thousand people per sector—you should contact our clansmen next and prioritize arranging jobs for those families facing financial hardships," Mo Tianyue considered for a moment and gave direct instructions.

"There are indeed a few promising sprouts, but the path of martial arts isn't solely determined by innate talent. The hour is late; activate the array of the Misty Valley," Tianxuan simply said. The three sect masters behind him nodded and flew toward the two great mountains.

Aside from Liu Shengyan, Huang Xing was among the earliest batch of scholars who headed south, while Wang Pu and Zhang Hen were both outstanding graduates from the very first batch of night schools.