Volume 1, Chapter 50: Long Sleeves Rippling with Pearls and Jade (Part Two)

Ever since he slew Zhao Fantian and was forced to leave the Qinling Mountains, more than ten months had already passed. During this period—whether on the tens of thousands of miles journey to the Tangchuan Empire or amidst the mutant wars on Earth—he frequently recalled certain people and events from the Zhenyuan Escort Agency. Naturally, the one who appeared most often was his master, Lin Zhongyuan.

Shi Lei was utterly speechless. He was genuinely afraid that Song Miaomiao might leap out of the blanket and charge right at him. If that were to happen, Shi Lei had no confidence whether his chronic singlehood-induced madness would suddenly flare up, and in that case, heedless of anything else, a bloody battle would truly ensue.

Trying does not guarantee success, but one must maintain a positive and optimistic attitude to keep trying. The most crucial part is to study harder; as his understanding of investment grows, Shi Lei believed he would undoubtedly achieve his wish of making money through stock trading.

However, Qin Yu's objective was not these flashing websites and forums; his true targets were the major brand mobile phone companies.

When Zhu Wen heard that Ma Teng and Yuan Shao had not only accepted titles conferred by the Emperor but were actually making a huge fuss and raising troops to attack, he was overcome with anger. Yet among the current warlords, only Wu Lichen seemed to remain quiet for the moment, while Yuan Shao, Ma Teng, and the still-active Cao Cao were all sources of vexation for Zhu Wen.

In truth, his hard work over the past half-year or so was aimed at accumulating more resources to prepare for the impending bitter battle.

Such a wonderful development opportunity, which might have blossomed into a formidable international corporation, seemed destined to see its dream shattered.

One advantage of bronze ware is that, as long as they are properly treated and preserved, and the exhibition environment is decent, genuine artifacts can be directly displayed.

Xin Yue'e knew well that Zuo Zongtang had only those few capable generals under his command. Huang Zhong and Taishi Ci had both been defeated by Zuo Zongtang, and now perhaps only Jiang Song would be relatively difficult to handle; as for the others, Xin Yue'e did not hold any of them in regard.

Kong Fandong felt a stir in his heart. According to Shi Lei's words, it seemed the ownership of a patent could still undergo a complete transfer.

"Ridiculous!" Rayne was equally unwilling to show weakness. Even though Ander's gaze was terrifying, with his eyeballs bulging as if they were about to burst, he still chose to stare right back.

Lin Yu originally wanted to call him "Brother Mask," but thinking of his relationship with Bai Zhi, he forcibly swallowed the word "brother" back down.

It took a full time of burning a stick of incense before Lin Yu climbed out of the abyss of agony. His body convulsed continuously on the sandy ground, and his complexion was as pale as paper.

Shortly after he and the group left the main hall, they were led by an outer disciple to a place called the "External Affairs Department." A deacon elder of the department explained the sect rules, handed over two sets of outer sect garments along with an introductory cultivation manual, and dismissed him. Even the path to this place was something he had to ask directions for all the way.

Old Eagle Seven pointed in a certain direction, his goatee trembling incessantly as he spoke, seemingly finding it hard to believe the reality before his eyes.

At the command, many windows of the Qilin chariot flew open, and countless spearheads pointed directly at Liu Wuheng. This was meant to launch an all-around assault on the double-winged chariot.

As soon as Ye Fei returned to his room, he saw Dean Hogge sitting in the living room playing with a potted plant, and he promptly handed over the three ribs.

The others were naturally delighted to see this turn of events. Dan Feng's willingness to stay behind to buy time for the other disciples of the DanDing Sect meant buying time for all of them. How could they possibly speak out to stop such a good thing? They all showered him with praise, or at best, expressed their gratitude.

Having endured the torment of the "Suofu deficiency" syndrome, the Leader of the Baimu Cult had become utterly submissive and remarkably refreshed in spirit. Believing that continuing this way would make his future breakthrough to the Out-of-Body stage much more promising, he became very enthusiastic about helping to form the Crusader sweeping vanguard.

Because those sounds seemed to be heading straight toward this place, a cloud of dust had already risen in the distance across the vast plain. Even without spiritual sense, one could see with the naked eye that a mottled mass was moving toward them at high speed.

A mouthful of blood spewed from Wang Qitian's mouth—a reaction to trauma suffered by his internal organs.

Xu Sheng's expression was somewhat pale, clearly having expended a considerable amount of his own energy. Looking at the white-robed youth with killing intent in his eyes, he violently waved his right hand, scattering specks of golden light that traced mystical patterns.

"There should be at least two more times. As for whether there will be enough energy remaining for you to travel through space three times after activating the system, I can hardly guarantee that right now. After all, activating the system is something I have never accomplished before; this counts as the first time for me as well," Ling'er said.

On the contrary, the Vajra shuddered with a chill. Heaven knows how despairing it had just been. Escaping death by the skin of its teeth now instilled it with a newfound reverence for life, making it realize that although it was a governor ruling over the lives and deaths of countless beings, it was by no means an invincible entity.

Walking over to Qian Manman, I bent down and picked up the tabby cat beside her feet. This tabby cat was one of several stray cats that Liu Yiyi and the others had taken in at the apartment. I usually fed them as well, so we were quite familiar with each other.

Were her and Rong's grand entrance not stunning enough, or what? Why were the people around them so... calm?

Forget it, I'd better find someone knowledgeable to ask first. Since the owner of that funeral supplies shop was no ordinary person, perhaps he could make sense of this object.

"But I didn't see anyone I recognized among those zombies just now," Liu Hu denied Wang Qitian's conjecture, ruling out the possibility of being attacked by zombies.

Seeing that Hong Xiang wanted to persuade the garrison generals inside the city and the roving bandits outside to surrender, yet was urging his horse forward at a brisk pace, Jia Xu suggested that Hong Xiang should not be overly hasty.

The collision of immense force kicked up dust all over the sky. When the dust finally settled, Lin Siyu finally made out the newcomer's appearance.

In the void, cold and silent, the boundless darkness stretched endlessly like a primordial behemoth waiting to devour all creation.

"Don't rush, Wu'er!" Ye Xiang gently patted Feng Wu's hand. Miraculously, Feng Wu's tense emotions instantly calmed down. Seeing this, Ye Xiang turned his head, his sharp-as-razor gaze fixed squarely on the person beside him.

Boss Ning looked around, feeling a deep sense of pity. To use such a wonderful place as a pig farm—wasn't that a terrible waste of heavenly gifts?

The muscles on her face seemed no longer capable of expressing the hatred and cruelty she felt at that moment; every bit of madness poured directly out of her irregular pupils.

Xiao Yan's temperament was still quite resilient. His ambitions were ignited by Uchiha Ban, and he resolved in his heart to seize this opportunity firmly.

"Only thirty percent left until full recovery?" At the same time, he muttered silently to himself, praying desperately that it wasn't just thirty percent recovered; otherwise, he truly would be helpless.

Gui Sanian gave a wry smile, cupping his fists as he said, "Your Majesty does not know! This old slave was originally suffering from withered vital essence and nearing the end of his lifespan. Being able to successfully advance to the Humanoid Form stage was already a stroke of extreme fortune; how dare I be picky about age, youth, or beauty?"