Chapter 44: Did He Really Give Up?

The next morning, Su Cheng yawningly strolled over to the lakeside to continue listening to the butler play the erhu. After getting acquainted over the past few days, the two had much more to talk about, and the butler introduced the renovation and planning of the estate. The butler remarked that the larger the estate, the better it could be planned, but the larger it was, the more people had to be hired, which conversely detracted from the peace and quiet.

As the two clashed, for a moment it was hard to tell who had the upper hand, but as time wore on, the advantages of the Li Family Spear Techniques began to show. Gradually, Shen Cong's stamina started to lag behind.

Once this matter proved to be true, the sensation it created would extend far beyond Jiangbei; likely tomorrow, reports about Li Dong would appear nationwide.

Su Tong was unwilling to send Shen Xi away so early. He still wanted to talk to Shen Xi about the upcoming imperial examinations and the official appointments made afterward. However, seeing Shen Xi's firm intention to leave, and sensing that it might be because he had drunk a few too many cups and spoken inappropriately, causing Shen Xi to feel a sense of repulsion, he could not help feeling somewhat melancholic.

"I will teach you a combo technique. If you can practice it to absolute perfection, it will surely be a formidable move for slaying enemies." Morning Breeze wanted to leave this place and relay what he had learned to Ned.

I reached out and hoisted him up by his collar, causing his clothes to bunch up. Looking closely, I discovered that this fellow's stomach had taken a hit at some point, leaving a terrifying bruise stretching from his belly all the way to his chest. During this period, he had grown plump and fair staying with me by Lushui Lake, which made the injury stand out all the more starkly.

Treading on the blue and white floor tiles, Xiao Chen became even more certain of his suspicions. Although no traces of human activity could be seen in the surrounding area yet, these regular, orderly floor tiles could not possibly have formed naturally.

Shen Jingyi raised her gaze to look at her. The Fourth Madam was just about to speak when she realized her tone was somewhat off. Upon second thought, her face inevitably darkened.

This was a car equipped with an extremely advanced intelligent driving computer. Another implication from the technical department was that if someone hacked into them, they wouldn't even be able to tell; unless settings were altered, simply browsing through information would make detection impossible.

That Primordial Astral Talisman was an exorcism spell created specifically to command the myriad stars in the heavens. Although cultivating this exorcism spell required at least the cultivation level of a Tier 5 Exorcist, with the assistance of the sect elders, Senior Sister—despite only being at the Tier 3 Exorcist level—was also able to practice the Primordial Astral Talisman.

Therefore, his left hand slowly reached deep into his bosom, gave a gentle grab, and raised it before his eyes. Hardening his heart, he opened his eyes, only to be met with an even more ruthless blow: it was a jade-colored bracer.

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We talked extensively while waiting at the airport, and what left the deepest impression on me was when Lanxin asked me, "Wu Nian! Do you truly have to find your Yanyu?" When she used the phrase "your Yanyu," I still felt a lingering nuance in her tone. I didn't answer, merely nodding in response.

Mu Fengye nodded. What Mu Bo had suggested would involve mobilizing at least three-quarters of the Mu Corporation's assets. No matter how wealthy a corporation was, it probably could not withstand such economic turbulence. This could also be considered a way to make amends for his faults, while the sins brought by Obsidian still required the members of the Dragon Backbone to continue striving in order to redeem.

"Why can experts in the Prime Fluid Stage become Sword-generation disciples and enjoy such great treatment? Today I finally understand! Damn it, this is really no child's play!" Chen Feng repeatedly cursed inwardly in his heart.

Hearing the command, Ye Zhuo channeled his genuine Qi slightly, piercing the tip of his right index finger. The two droplets of vital blood that welled up were instantly divided into five portions and wrapped by the genuine Qi, and then Ye Zhuo flicked his hand, shooting them out.

Zhao Ming took it all in stride, watching that brilliant bolt of lightning hurtle toward him. However, just as the lightning was about to reach him, a optical prism materialized, blocking his path. Without offering any resistance, it allowed the lightning to envelop its body, and the entire optical prism was soon suffused with an extremely violent surge of electrical energy.

The Qing Shuang Sword, a precious sword as renowned as the Purple Electricity Sword. Purple Electricity and Qing Shuang, the twin swords of the divine stones, were both top-tier Earth-grade precious swords.

Zhu Wuji and the First Elder channeled their energy simultaneously, and the warm, pure Yang Qi rapidly dispersed the demonic Qi. Encasing the three of them tightly, it left Sun Hao feeling somewhat displeased.

The nature of these tasks was quite similar to certain assignments within the Burning Heaven Sword Sect, except that at the Burning Heaven Sword Sect, such missions were simply posted without designating specific individuals to execute them. In the Divine Martial Bureau, however, those assigned tasks were mandatory and had to be carried out.

"So pretty, so pretty..." At that moment, Ye Qinghan's cringe-inducing phone ringtone went off.

The four battalion commanders shuddered involuntarily. Wang Wu was known as the God of Slaughter, and he never showed any mercy when striking. Although all three of had stepped into the Immortal Emperor realm, they were definitely no match for him.

As soon as his voice fell, a crisp snap echoed out. Ye Qinghan appeared right in front of him like a ghost and slapped him across the face, sending the big black fellow crashing flat to the ground. Damn it, trying to act all high and mighty in front of this young master again. People like you are the ones I despise the most.

Compared to Xia Lin, Ye Qinghan experienced a completely different sensation: sweat poured from him like rain, as if he had overdone it in a sauna, and his expression was extremely listless, taking him quite a while to recover his strength.

Leng Dongshuang was overwhelmingly furious, her delicate fists whipping up a storm as she relentlessly pounded away at Ye Qinghan; she was practically driven mad with anger. Fortunately, Leng Dongshuang had just been through a "major battle" and lacked her usual strength, otherwise Ye Qinghan truly would not have been able to endure it.

Cheng Yuanyuan's eyes curved into crescent moons as she smiled happily. Gu Shiyu remained as stern and cold as ever, giving no one any special face. After all, as the primary investor and boss here, everyone had to show him respect.

With a crisp "slap," she raised her eyes in astonishment, gazing blankly at the man before her, her eye sockets swimming with mist.

Therefore, out of both sympathy and pity, he used to frequently relieve her in the past so that she wouldn't be quite so hard-pressed for money.

Chi Yuanxia suddenly grew a bit worried. Fortunately, at that moment, Xie Xiaoqing had already seated herself at the piano and begun to perform earnestly.

"Look at your big head, don't change the subject, open your mouth." Tang Xun'er glared at Ye Qinghan with her large eyes and said.