Chapter 25: How Did You Come Up With That?

Lin Xing smiled modestly and said, "Uncle Chen is a veteran hunter. How could I dare to show off my meager skills in front of him? Please, everyone, stop praising me and let’s go find the wolf carcasses."

The group followed the cliff path deep into the gorge. Since there was only one way forward, there was no fear of getting lost. The hunting team, however, was so eager to see the wolf carcasses that they quickened their pace involuntarily...

"When do you plan to incorporate your company? This is a great opportunity; don’t let it slip by." He took the cigarette Shi Qing handed him, lit it, and leaned back in his chair, taking a satisfying puff.

"Pah! My entire life has been dedicated to the country and its people. Even if my methods seem unreasonable, everything I do is for the safety of the entire planet!" Xilabel argued stubbornly.

"No, I’m not going to the hospital." She wouldn't even let Shi Qing help her, let alone go to a hospital to be examined by others. If she happened to encounter a male doctor, Liao Shasha would rather endure the pain than set foot in a hospital.

There are two possibilities: either Di Nuoqing wants to use this program to get rich, or it is purely for showing off.

With the energy cut off, the soul attack from the Styx water was clearly much weaker in its resistance. How could the Blood Sea, old and cunning as it was, fail to notice such a significant change?

"Pfft—" Someone laughed halfway, but intimidated by the Chief Guard's stern presence, they quickly lowered their heads, stifling their amusement.

In the Shi family courtyard where Ling Gongyang was staying as a guest, thick cotton curtains hung around the reception hall. Early winter was approaching, and there was already a hint of chill in the air.

Yet she looked at Nan Shu, who sat there calmly and indifferently, seemingly unconcerned about what they were discussing.

But if they didn't hand it over, the strength of the Yan Sect would never be a match for the Six Sects. For Li Quan, it was a dilemma.

That shadow banquet was an auction held by another prominent family. The Four Great Families had also been secretly invited, but as they operated legitimate businesses in the public eye, it was inappropriate for them to be seen dealing with these underground tomb-robbing gangs.

"The quilt has been aired out, and the sheets have been washed and dried. Go inside, take a shower, and get some rest." Liu Ya pushed him into the room and closed the door behind him.

After the ceremony was over, Xie Yanyan still felt that their situation was dire. She was fully capable of helping more, but emergency aid is not a long-term solution to poverty; giving too much at once is never a good thing.

Could she really have drawn a high-level cultivation technique so easily on the second floor? Suddenly, she had a different perspective on the Tianheng Sect.

Xie Yiyao was stunned for a moment. When she wanted to thank the old man representing the Heavenly Dao, she discovered the white mist had dissipated, and she was standing in the center of the room.

After not staying long at the Keyue Inn, Xie Yanyan prepared to go out to buy mirabilite. Lingnan was too hot, and she would definitely need it.

Yan Shu caught the fleeting look of disappointment in her eyes and wondered if he had forgotten something.

Wanwan checked her spatial dimension. After twenty days of cultivation, her magic had recovered by ten percent, enough to manipulate the items inside the space.

Because of a question regarding the morning Buddhist rituals, the live stream chat suddenly became sparse.

Chu Yun glanced at her. She wasn't the original owner of the body, and although the true daughter was at a disadvantage in this swap, she didn't owe her anything.

"Master, we don't need to lower ourselves to her level. If she says a few casual words and you get angry, she’ll just feel more triumphant, believing that what she said is the truth," Nian'er said with a whimper, trying to be protective.

Chu Tianhuang was indeed in urgent need of the Profound Yang Fruit, which was why she didn't explicitly refuse. Secretly, she had already decided to find another way to compensate Zhu Jiu for its value.

After Teacher Jiang finished her questions, Su Xiangdi stood up and took the microphone from her.

At this moment, Ivan didn't know that because of the series of events triggered after he arrived at the Qin Pavilion, someone had begun to cause trouble for him.

After the first successful experiment, Ivan was certain of one thing: the marinade recipe for the number four shrimp paste was nearly perfect. This most critical step was finally settled.

Quan Zemu frowned, offering no opinion on the matter. He only knew that when it came to matters of the heart, one shouldn't interfere—and interference was useless anyway.

His head was still a bit dizzy. Even though he had slept for the night, he still felt somewhat listless.

The group accepted the ten spirit stones and twenty contribution points promised for the mission. Then, Qian Yang asked, "This matter is very troublesome, isn't it?" He truly didn't want to cause anyone trouble.

Wang Guitian's mouth was covered in a mixture of blood and saliva, and he could only emit whimpering sounds. Tears streamed down his aged face; if he hadn't been pinned to the ground by Qi Tian's foot, he would have likely started begging for mercy on his knees.

Zheng Xue had once thought that if she cried and made a scene at home, threatening a hunger strike or suicide, her family would compromise and use a marriage alliance to pull the Fan family out of the mire, giving Fan Cunjian a chance to turn over a new leaf.

Just hearing her say the words "let go," he felt a surge of violent impulses raging within him.

Young Master Mu tilted his head and tossed the grade-nine elixir into his mouth. Instantly, waves of vitality permeated his entire body, while the bone-rotting poison was temporarily suppressed.

For the first few seconds, Tong En was completely dazed; those eyes, clear as a spring, made her feel as if she were in a dream.

"I received news that the person from the Sun family is coming back," Song Mingheng continued, his expression grave and complex, a faint glint flickering in his glasses.

"Changing partners every six months? This man is too fickle. How can his wife stand it?" Tong En frowned and said.

Or perhaps, was he so superficial that he had simply stared at her face in a perfect light once and fallen for her beauty?

The frustration in his heart had made him want to scold her severely, but seeing her standing there with her head bowed, like a child who had done something wrong, he couldn't bring himself to do it.

Su Wushuang looked at Gu Xi, the corners of her mouth lifting as she squeezed into the seat beside him.

She wore a pair of boots—a simple outfit, yet on Gao Yanxi, it was impossible to look away.

"Manager Cai, this fish is truly excellent. If we bring it into our restaurant, it will definitely attract many customers," Chef Ding praised.

"Pfft!" The burly man who had spoken rudely suddenly had sword marks appear all over his body, his eyes bulging as he fell backward, dead.

The one with real ability was Li Lang; if it weren't for him back then, the Nanzhou Prefecture probably wouldn't have lasted long.

She didn't know how much time had passed before the scene before Yi Luo's eyes slowly returned. She couldn't even tell if she had passed out or just experienced a temporary blindness. She only remembered that her vision and her mind had been a void, a blankness that swallowed everything.