Chapter 45: A Bountiful Harvest

The herd of sika deer froze momentarily as the white wolf strolled in with deliberate calm. Then, the white wolf howled towards the sky, its cry echoing through the forest with a chilling resonance. Upon hearing the wolf’s howl, the deer finally snapped out of their stupor. Forsaking the delicious food at their mouths, they bolted straight toward what Zhao Weimin called the forest.

In an instant, Qingcheng let out a sharp command and activated his kaleidoscopic Sharingan, sweeping his gaze across the black-bearded men.

“The Rursk Advanced Magic Academy? I’ve sponsored many students there—they are all geniuses. Fortunately, I have time today,” Frit glanced at his watch and agreed to Sir White Hawthorn’s request.

Robert scrutinized him more closely and remarked, “First of all, there’s something off about your attire.”

Though he had long surpassed the income of some platinum earners, so what? He was still nothing more than a brute who only knew how to brandish weapons.

She had just slipped away while a guest requested upstairs service, taking advantage of the “Black Tiger” group’s distracted moment. Had she not run into Duan Zetao by chance, her fate would surely have been grim.

This time, the explosion point was dangerously close to Grimm. The raging flames, blocked and bounced back by an impenetrable spatial barrier, instantly engulfed the young apprentice’s figure.

At that moment, the electric current surged through his body, painful as before but far more bearable—enough to maintain tension like pulling a kite string struck by lightning.

Enel, curled like a shrimp, fixed his gaze on Qingcheng in disbelief. He couldn’t fathom why his once unstoppable elemental power failed him at the critical moment.

“I told you, why didn’t you discuss these matters with me? It’s too sudden—moving here all at once. I need time to adjust,” he complained.

Such an approach had never before appeared in Sotheby’s history. The cost Sotheby’s would pay for this would be immense.

Though the Blue Fox and his group seemed to be intercepting the Heavenly Alliance’s reinforcements, it was merely an illusion. Chen Hao’s true target remained the Holy War Alliance.

Everyone was stunned, confused, but since Huo Chen still needed to rest and recover, they reluctantly withdrew.

Was it because of the Empress’s warnings about the throne? Or was it related to the Shadow, with him hoping to use Shen Yunyou to glean more about it? Even so, shouldn’t he have made her suffer a little first?

Krasich finally broke out of his slump, his body nimble once more, communicating well with Higuain. Even when the opposing defensive midfielder committed fouls, it didn’t shake Krasich’s confidence.

Suddenly, a multitude of furious warriors erupted in unison, their terrifying power unleashed as they surged through the air to strangle Ji Yuchen on the island.

She was destined to walk alone, and from now on, live under a new identity. She couldn’t say whether this was a blessing or a curse.

The distinguished uncle called out to the coachman to stop the carriage. He lifted the curtain and poked his head out, hearing more clearly—the unmistakable cry of a baby nearby.

Done with his invitation gesture, the attendant walked ahead of Zhang Yang, soon pulling over at the last stall.

In a clash, the full-blown heavenly law manifestation of a formidable Immortal Realm cultivator at the eighth rank was completely shattered.

“Don’t come closer!” Shen Yunyou brandished a dagger, standing between herself and Ye Zixuan, her sharp gaze fixed on him as she hissed.

A few clever people followed behind her, placing bets alongside her, buying whatever she bought.

Though claiming to go to the restroom, Manstoding did not head outside; his path matched that of Jia Tingxi.

[...], the chaotic electronic sounds revealed disorder even from their tone. Since the upgrade, the electronic voice of 477 had not been heard again.

If the Death Knight elder still controlled the Reaper Envoys, even mutated Reapers would obediently follow orders.

Veins bulging on her forehead, she pulled hard, snapping the steel bar, holding the broken piece firmly in her palm.

Given the current situation, those sacrificed were not too far apart; there must be some limitation. Perhaps the last qualified one was within this area.

For my own sake and Lingxin’s safety, I shamelessly crouched in the corridor, waiting quietly for Li Jingshuang to appear.

Rather than a courtyard, it was more like an enormous storeroom, cluttered with wood and iron objects of all shapes tossed into every corner. Wang Jinshu’s eyes struggled to take in so many novel items at once.

Xuanxuan served Wang Jinshu quietly at mealtime; after she finished, Xuanxuan went to call the others to eat.

No matter how displeased inside, the other two men could only flank the carriage, watching Gu Yan from the corners of their eyes, preventing any chance of escape.

Luckily, she had him prepare some of these items ahead of time for self-defense; otherwise, none of them would have survived today.

“His Highness ordered me to watch the sky lantern without leaving his side. I didn’t dare move an inch, only sent someone to relay a message telling him to wait for your return. But he refused and forced his way in, only to be knocked unconscious by Ah Yuan’s slap,” Sanqi explained.

“Yes, yes, the general is right! Yang’er, knives and guns on the battlefield are terrifying. We absolutely cannot go,” Aunt Liu hurried over, overhearing Xu Qichang’s words and eagerly agreeing.

“Please, Second Young Master, show some restraint!” Aunt Lin, furious, was about to slap him, only to have Yuan Hefeng grab her wrist.

Ah Jiu frowned, pondering for a moment before saying, “Keep watching, send more people—twelve hours straight. I don’t believe they won’t contact her.”

Madam Liu personally sent her son out of the courtyard. Returning, her eyes and brows still carried a smile; her mood was excellent.

If reporters caught her and Zhou Liangping in such playful banter, who knew how they’d spin it?

Mentioning Bo Qinghuan, Ye Qingcheng’s heart sank. Taking a deep breath, she nodded. No matter what happened, with friends, family, and loved ones at her side, she felt content.

Speaking, Lu Fei pulled out a blank sheet of paper from his bosom, faintly scented with medicinal fragrance.

At least the towns of Qixia, nearby Shibali, and Zuojiacun had all heard of the matter.

Jin Shuyuan cried even harder, while Zheng Yun tried to console her: “Yuan Yuan, tell me, if I marry both of you, won’t our big family be lively and bustling every day?”

Such enormous beasts had no human soldiers who could face them head-on; even their tanks and armed helicopters would be effortlessly destroyed like toys.

In truth, sports cars were common in this city, but vehicles worth nearly a hundred million were exceedingly rare, inspiring envy in all who saw them.