Volume One, Chapter 48: Shattering Jiang City’s Record, Triumph Achieved!

To maintain his top three ranking, Nangong Ling did not hesitate to block the entrance.

As for Gao Zhipeng, he was simply a spoiled child. Upon learning of Cheng Muqing’s existence, he provoked conflicts with Lin Yi’s team.

Han Feng, however, was different. With broader vision, he disdainfully refused to resort to underhanded tactics to interfere with others. Clearly, Han Boyan’s guidance of his son was far more insightful than Gao Anping’s.

“Lin Yi, I’ve long heard of the young city lord’s great name.”

The two then exchanged mutual compliments.

In truth, Han Feng had never heard of Lin Yi before, and Lin Yi only knew a bit about Han Feng through Cheng Batian.

For a moment, the atmosphere grew slightly awkward.

Han Boyan rubbed his forehead with a wry smile, relieved that his son had not...

You lecture at length upstairs while I draw comics down here. Surely you won’t drag me out to criticize me.

No rush for now; after all, the acne ointment hadn’t yet reached such a scale. She would proceed step by step.

Before she could think further, in an instant, the arrow drew near. The man in yellow looked up and let out a desperate roar, his hands forming seals as he spat a mouthful of fresh blood. Recklessly, he unleashed all his remaining defensive power before his life’s end.

Though restrained, it was only within the school; outside, he was free to act as he pleased. If he wished to do harm, no one could stop him.

Moments later, Gu Qian’er stepped out of the abandoned workshop, turned on her phone, and called Wang Hao. “Hey, uncle, Wei Ming said you were looking for me?” she said with a playful grin.

“Feathered man!” Zhan Wuxu exclaimed. With a wave of his hand, the wooden mechanical beast sprang to life, scooping up Mo Wuya onto its back. It activated its mechanisms and pursued the feathered man.

Bai Chuyu stared at Su Chengye for a long time, somewhat speechless; she could not discern any gratitude in his expression.

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Back at the South Building, she began helping Chen Xingyong find a caregiver, contacting agencies and negotiating one by one. After two days of effort, no suitable candidate was found.

Liang Zhen drove to a duplex apartment in the city, searched around, and inquired with property management and security, but none had seen the child. Then he returned to the South Building, where the remaining nanny said Zhong Yu had not returned for a long time.

Wang Yili forced herself to calm down. Now was not the time to panic, as any wrong decision could lead to irrevocable disaster.

A man dressed in official robes and wearing a traditional official’s hat emerged. About 1.56 meters tall, his face lined with age—clearly an old official. This was Xu Chang, the Prime Minister of the Qin State, aged sixty-five.

“He’s... how to describe him? A very mysterious man,” Shen Kuo admitted, unsure how to introduce him.

It’s best to have two pairs of sunglasses: one for everyday use, and another to protect against wind and sand, such as motorcycle or ski goggles.

But it was precisely because those people liked her and wanted to spoil her that Ji Anxia became the target of jealousy and slander from all sides.

“We’re in the underground testing zone, with a long corridor here. Captain Enrique was suspected to be Chris’s murderer and was killed. We fled all the way here,” Gu Cheng continued to slander Chris.

Xu Zhi was unaware that his family had already begun “working” on his behalf. Hearing Gao Zheng urge him to leave, he happily believed that Xu Linbo had pressured Gao Zheng into a compromise.

Luo Shixian looked at the other team members. After they all expressed agreement, the man picked up his phone, ready to notify Bai Qiheng to change the search direction.

However, once she understood what Lu Ashuang meant by “so many,” she no longer thought so.

Li Wei had initially doubted Ling Yao, assuming she was writing nonsense. He had even prepared his rebuttal, ready to dismiss it.

Ling Yao sensed Fu Jingyan’s helplessness in his words. After some thought, she decided to agree with Fu Jingyan first.

Unlike the previous door inside, this elevator did not stop exactly at the fifth floor but passed slightly beyond it. Thus, Ye Fenglian had to crouch down, with the top of the door at waist height.

Moreover, divorce was no longer a rarity. The old man had imposed too many restrictions on himself, binding himself forcibly to the grandmother for so many years.

Shaking her head, she withdrew her gaze. The world is vast and full of wonders; why trouble oneself needlessly?

“Private translator!” Ou Ting tossed out the phrase and found his seat, sitting down.

Furthermore, after last night’s battle outside Wuji County, the army was exhausted and naturally needed several days to rest and handle aftermath matters.

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Leaving the open area at the end of the stone steps, the mountain terrain gradually leveled out, but there were no traces of human construction—no proper roads. Fortunately, it was winter, and thick weeds blocked the path. The group slowly proceeded deeper into the mountain.

Yu Tom suddenly stepped forward, holding Yu You’s hand and swinging it back and forth, determined not to give up until achieving his goal.

“I want to ask you something. Why do you hate father so much?” Ye Mengli suddenly locked eyes with Luo Tianhuan and asked, momentarily rendering him speechless.

A large number of demonic cultivators escaped the seal. Fueled by hatred toward human and demon cultivators alike, they rampaged madly, bringing devastation to all living beings. For a time, chaos reigned and people suffered greatly.

“Just by this!” Meng Xin reached out with her left hand to the bandage, and an object immediately appeared in her hand.

“Hmph, I’m Ye Jian. Don’t ask where our boss is. I don’t know, and even if I did, I wouldn’t tell you,” Ye Jian said.

The group laughed heartily at Er Gou’s words. This fat guy was actually quite amusing.

This statement caused Jian Liekong and others to change their expressions drastically, but none dared to step forward. Everyone could see that this Dragon Clan expert had not unleashed his full power; he had neither activated his innate divine ability nor fully revealed his true form.

Blood Fiend Heavenly Fist? It really was the Blood Fiend Heavenly Fist! No wonder the sect leader had him practice the Blood Fiend Heart Sutra. No wonder he was so arrogant, someone immediately shouted.

Han Guang also glanced at it. He thought this dog was indeed unusual. Although only of the Profound rank, it had forced the Corpse King to retreat sheepishly, seemingly out of fear.

With multiple identities combined, Lin Can became the most controversial and talented pop superstar in the nation’s history.

“At first, three hundred people worked together to clear the passage. Now, it’s hard to find anyone willing to break in again,” Yun Qianqian said gloomily. Thinking of the arduous journey ahead, she couldn’t help but sigh deeply… Would it be unrealistic to expect all three hundred to die and come back to accompany her once more?

Those divine crystals likely maintained the formation’s base. Nearby stood several divine king-level experts, vigilant and cautious, their eyes gleaming sharply, as if constantly surveying for hidden enemies.

“Brother Zhang, rest here for the night. Tomorrow, I will send the elite from the Haoqi Alliance to assist the True Steel Sword Sect, then notify the Tianxuan Sect and Xiaoyao Sect.”

“I’m coming right away. Just give me the address, and I’ll come find you,” Han Guang smiled.