Just bought it casually.

Leaving the plaza, Zhu Hengzhi headed straight in the direction of Golden Terrace Real Estate.

"If you have anything on your mind, just tell your senior brother. I will sort it out for you," Bai Mingxuan said, flicking the hem of his robe as he sat down.

"Senior brother, back when the Lingyun Sect was still around, how did they make enough money to support such a huge family?" Bai Tao suddenly asked, resting her chin in her hands and looking up.

Seeing Qingyue's sincere expression, Madam Zhang nodded. With the maid's assistance, she cleansed her face, and Guan Qingyue began applying her makeup.

Looking into the distance, beneath the dense rain of arrows, the brute bull army fell in droves, tumbling down like dumplings dropped into a pot.

Han Yan gathered some wild fruits—a large pouch of them. Although they could not be preserved for long, they would suffice for a couple of days. She also foraged for some mountain mushrooms, which would make fine ingredients for a broth.

Bandits? Robbers? Bring them on. Capture one for every one that comes, strike down a pair for every pair that arrives. Consider it a contribution to social stability.

Su Jingxing was caught completely off guard by Meng Zhuyao's sudden embrace, but he could clearly sense that her mood was very foul.

Bai Tao stood on ceremony, rolling up her sleeves to scoop a ladle of clean water from the bucket beside the stove to wash her hands. She lifted the wooden pot lid stained with firewood ash and raised an eyebrow—the bottom of the pot was completely blackened with grime.

"Yet this is the only way now. After all, if we delay any further, our chances of winning will be even slimmer. Should the plan fail, Zhihua shall accompany His Majesty the Emperor and will never choose to live on in disgrace," Princess Zhihua said with a resolute expression. For years, bearing the destiny of the Tianxing Empire, she had long since looked past life and death.

Moreover, being deep within this dense forest where murky miasma thrived, the demons possessed the geographical advantage and exerted even greater combat prowess. To completely slay a single demon required at least three people joining forces without interference, managing to thoroughly sever its life force only after at least five breaths of time.

"Father, um... is there still no news of that Xiao Wuxie?" Ling Yunxi walked in, though she had no idea when she had arrived. She could not fathom why she felt a sense of worry upon hearing that Xiao Wuxie had been ambushed and had mysteriously vanished.

This scroll had been produced by Ling Xiao, and Wang Yongbo had no doubts whatsoever about its efficacy. Yet, seeing such a novel item, Wang Yongbo felt an intense itch of curiosity. Instantaneous spiritual teleportation was the dream of every martial artist—where the mind perceives, the body arrives instantly.

Behind the colorful barrier of light, Han Mulan held an oiled-paper umbrella. Having observed the battle all this while, she finally made her move, opening with an artifact-grade strike right from the start.

"Hmph," Xiao Yu let out a soft huff, her delicate nose twitching slightly as she averted her gaze, refusing to meet Yao Gu's eyes.

Speaking of which, the two had met in the Eastern Ridge Continent and had shared a profound bond ever since, fighting side by side on multiple occasions. Throughout it all, Yan Tianqing had repeatedly aided him at critical junctures, filling his heart with deep gratitude.

"Form ranks and meet the enemy!" Sun Ping raised his longsword high, signaling all the disciples to unite their hearts and fight as one.

"Perhaps it has to do with the Ten Thousand Beast Mountain Range. The people of the Yin-Yang Sect once mentioned that the mountain range is not safe at night. It seems they must be heading straight for it. As for Su Yanyan and the others, I wonder if they share the same destination," Yun Fan thought to himself, silently reminding himself to stay vigilant as he closed his eyes once more to re-enter a state of meditation.

Upon hearing this, Tie Xinyu did not waste words. He immediately squeezed a communication jade talisman, summoning Blood Moon, Wood, and Ye Yinyin.

"Bulls***!" Lin Bochen was on the verge of swearing. As a dignified and powerful CEO, when had he ever apologized to anyone?

Yet Sasuke still harbored a slight inclination toward the former guess; during the battle at the Valley of the End, Uchiha Shisui—[Uchiha Madara]—had long since laid out contingencies for himself, which was why he knew he would not truly perish, lacking that supreme terror of facing death head-on.

Saying she wanted to find a man was merely a way to preserve her aging pride; if handsome men and wealthy second-generation heirs were actually lined up before her, she wouldn't want a single one of them.

Lin Fan straightened up and stood, casting no further glance at the grounded Zhao Shuai, nor at Zhao Yumeng standing to the side, and simply strode away.

I stepped forward and kicked over the chair he was sitting on, then turned back to fetch a bath towel and water from the bathroom. First, I tossed the towel over his face, then slowly poured the water down so that the fabric became completely soaked.

The Black Fiend laughed heartily. Is offering a surrender on the Life-and-Death Stage enough? Is it like me violating your wife and then just saying sorry to call it even? You—Black Fiend, do not push people too far! Nonsense, just who is pushing whom too far?

Your sister—Xiao Xi's brain raced at lightning speed. Oh no, I've been so focused on cultivation lately, how could I have forgotten about this? Calculating the time, it was indeed due.

Among them, many legends of Chinese people had been born. I heard that the movie scheduled for release at the end of this month tells a story about Africa, featuring wealthy second-generation heirs who made their fortunes there.

Canton cuisine also features this dish, though the preparation method is slightly different, and it is more commonly distinguished by the name white-cut chicken. Xiaoyu planned to use the Shanghai style this time.

Yet when he caught sight of the envelope lying on the floor, his chiseled brows and picturesque eyes froze instantly into icicles sharp enough to pierce a heart.

Li Zuifeng tiptoed into the living room. Just as she congratulated herself that everyone was asleep, the lights blared on brilliantly, and she immediately spotted her aunt sitting with a dark expression in the cushioned armchair. Terrified that her aunt would fly into a rage and lecture her, Li Zuifeng hurriedly pulled out the Heavenly Rain Soul-Awakening Pill and placed it on the table. Taking advantage of her aunt's momentary daze, she bolted upstairs like a wisp of smoke.

Instantly, Lin Qingxuan felt as though he had plunged into molten iron, the agonizing pain piercing deep into his core. Unable to help himself, he crashed face-first onto the ground and let out a shrill scream.

This stall-holding thief, much like most vendors, was nodding off with heavy, sleepy eyelids—a dead giveaway that he was exhausted from leveling up and had stopped to rest a while, taking the opportunity to peddle some goods.

In truth, Wuyou didn't do much; he merely told Marin that he knew the whereabouts of her younger brother, the Heavenly Beast Saint Touma, and offered to help her find him. As for Shaina, after shattering her mask, he just played a little romance game because he was simply that bored.