Volume 1, Chapter 33: Selling the Ancestral Estate

However, as he grew stronger, he was often forced to face even more formidable enemies. Not bringing her along was, in truth, a way for him to protect her.

All this time, because of Ruo'er's unique identity and for her own safety, he had never revealed a single word about her to anyone.

"Don't worry, Yun'er. Uncle Bai has likely just stepped out for a moment; he will be fine," Xu Xifeng comforted her.

The mere thought that the Green-Robed Venerable had not only failed repeatedly to reclaim the floating jade leaf from Situ Nanyun despite activating the Blood Soul Curse, but had also ended up severely injured himself, made his blood boil with rage.

As Situ Nanyun and her companions walked through the secret passage, they suddenly heard a thunderous roar from behind. Looking back in terror, they saw a silver-glinting black object hurtling toward them with lightning speed.

Enduring through gritted teeth, time seemed to drag on with agonizing slowness. Though only a few minutes had passed, it felt as long as an entire year. Finally, when Fantasia stopped her movements and announced, "It is done," Xiaida let out a long, relieved sigh.

"It doesn't matter. Even if I lose the skeleton warriors and the black knights, I still have plenty of other undead. I can just summon them later and use corpse explosion again," Yang Tian paused to catch his breath. While Bart was still busy slaughtering the undead, he immediately transformed into a Vampire Count and took flight.

"Haha." Feng Xian sensed Yang Tian's thoughts instantly and couldn't help but laugh, finding this man rather intriguing.

Upon discovering the intruders, the cyclopes began to howl, waving their massive spiked clubs as they charged toward Yang Tian and his group.

"Enough, Youcai, I'm aware of this matter!" Mu Yunfei couldn't be bothered anymore. Since Ruonan had already let him go, it likely wasn't a major issue. If he wanted to come, let him come; he didn't even need to be paid a salary. Why not take advantage of such an arrangement?

I felt that something was off. A gentleman may be killed, but not insulted. I despise those who look down on others. In truth, I have never been the type to flaunt wealth. More importantly, I don't have much money to begin with.

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Therefore, Wang Tian could only watch all of this unfold; he was unable to help. The only thing he could do was remain in the shadows, quietly striving to cultivate and reach higher realms, so that he might one day be able to assist his family.

A flicker of bewilderment crossed his eyes. Did she truly care that much about that shop and those people? Even when she heard that the Dowager Queen wanted him to marry Chu Qinghan, she hadn't seemed as anxious as she was now.

Chen Shengling stepped forward boldly. "Hmph! Ruin my house and exterminate my clan? Is that so?! I would love to see how you plan to ransack my home and wipe out the Chen family!" he spat viciously.

The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind. In this instance, there was no more perfect way to describe Wang Tian’s role as the oriole. It could be said that obtaining these two items felt like a dream to Wang Tian—it was simply too dramatic.

"Let's go. We still have to head back." Mu Zhen glanced at Chen Zimo, steeling herself inwardly. At this point, there was no need to let him hesitate any longer. If she didn't act decisively, this man would eventually abandon her in his indecision; that was absolutely not allowed.

The waiter accepted the money. "I will return the change to the old man." Even though the meal on that table hadn't been touched, the bill still had to be settled.

"Your mother has already spoken; she is unwilling," Emperor Zhongzong of Tang, Li Xian, sighed helplessly.

That Saturday, Zhu Qingzi brought Aunt Long to the Chen residence. She had expected not to see Hu Xixi, but to her surprise, she saw her emerging from the pool in a swimsuit. Chen Tianyun handed her a large towel, and with water still dripping from their hair, it was clear they had just been swimming together.

Had the group not trained under Duan Qiu’s magical bombardments, they surely would have lost the match.

While the high-ranking officials of the Principality of Barnett speculated on who could have committed the act and moved to support the succession of Bazel’s eldest son to the throne, they did not realize that the incident had already been discovered in a border city of the principality.

Before long, the bright conference room gradually filled with visible smoke, stirring the nicotine cravings of those present. However, after glancing at the grim-faced deputy director, they quickly dismissed the thought.

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For the poor, treating others to a meal—especially one involving wine and meat—might cost them several days' wages, so it requires careful consideration.

As Long Tianwei offered his calm, cold, and nearly heartless analysis, Long Yuntian’s expression grew heavy and even somewhat dejected.

Every time I think of you, a grain of sand falls from the heavens, eventually forming the Sahara. My longing for you has converged into a vast desert, yet where are you? Can I see your face once more? Can I throw myself into your embrace again? She gazed out, thinking, yearning, and remembering.

She had escaped death dozens of times; she had even been swallowed by other fish on three separate occasions. Fortunately, her shell was exceptionally hard, and she was excreted before being digested. After drifting through the seas for over a decade, she finally reached the mouth of the Jing River, traveled upstream, and arrived at Xiuchun Bay.

"Haha! The protectors of the Wang family are experts at the Battle Sovereign level. To do this without anyone noticing, one must have overwhelming strength. Only your grandfather in our Long family manor could achieve that, but he is under too much scrutiny. Thus, it is not a viable option!" Long Yuntian laughed.

"Ningzhu, there is something I would like to discuss with you now that I am back," Ye Feng coughed and said after careful consideration.

Two thousand against five thousand—even with an advantage in the number of level-ten combat professionals, Ying Si could not help but feel a sense of unease.

After Hua Qingyi uttered those words, even Long Qieyin felt puzzled. "Didn't you say all that just to make me admit that I killed Gu Xidao? Why are you now saying that I didn't kill him?" Long Qieyin was truly confused.

The moment the line connected, before the other party could even speak, Kalete lashed out with a stern demand.