Volume 1, Chapter 66: The Donated National Treasure and the Conference Quota

The middle-aged man in gray ninja armor conjured a total of four stone spears. Two of them hurtled toward the nearest Dongfang Yunyang, while the other two were aimed respectively at Canshui and Shanyuan Xu.

The goldfish tongue of the frog head finally calmed down a bit at that moment, swimming around in the air just like a normal fish.

Hundreds of thousands of gold bars flew over the heads of hundreds of thousands of spectators—and these were merely the vanguard, with countless more hundreds and thousands of gold bars closely following behind them.

"What kind of conditions were offered to those people?" Dou Wei instructed while washing up in the bathroom.

The moment it reached the alchemist's ears, however, it caused a faint sliver of light to pierce through the darkness before his eyes.

"Mom, if there's nothing else, I'm hanging up." Discussing such matters with one's mother was always somewhat awkward.

The journey along the official post road was exceptionally smooth; aside from the occasional pedestrians and carriages, there were practically no obstructions.

When a person's chest is filled with patriotic fervor, such a person is utterly noble and selfless.

From this day onward, that peaceful, harmonious land filled with perfect equilibrium suddenly unleashed an indescribable, chaotic frenzy. All sorts of bizarre and eccentric entities emerged on a massive scale, with shades of gray and red running rampant across the ground, alongside a myriad of other colors.

Tuoba Feng stood unconcernedly in front of her, without turning back. One hand rested against the wall, his gaze lost in some unknown direction.

Such an explanation suddenly enlightened everyone. While marveling at the crown prince's rugged fate, they were simultaneously moved by the special ability bestowed upon him by the heavens.

Especially the fifth floor, which had been specially designed: the entire level consisted almost exclusively of reflective glass, making it completely impossible to see anything inside except for a few inconspicuous balconies.

Mo Nansheng held up an oiled-paper umbrella, which shielded his handsome face and prevented anyone from seeing his current expression, yet the tightly clenched fists hanging at his sides betrayed his true state of mind at that moment.

Hearing Luo Chenxing speak thus, how could Chiba Jue save face? He immediately resolved to regain his pride, determined to show Luo Chenxing how he would squeeze her right up to the very front today.

Being a student at the National Academy meant that while she cultivated there, the scholars of the National Academy all served as her mentors.

Yanxiang opened her hazy, sleep-filled eyes and looked around. Upon confirming her whereabouts, she was instantly breaking out in a cold sweat.

"She took the same flight as you guys. I should be heading over in a few days, don't worry!" Long Dingbei's voice sounded completely normal.

After all, this was a mountainous region filled with stone peaks everywhere, so it was hardly surprising to find large quantities of stones scattered across the ground.

A flash of lightning tore through the void, and dark gray storm clouds gathered, carrying an eerie sensation akin to the imminent arrival of a torrential rainstorm.

Gong Peiyuan checked the time. It was already nearly three o'clock, and he had to report for the afternoon shift. He needed to head to the headquarters to understand Miyazawa's current condition, as well as to see whether the people at headquarters had developed any subtle changes in their attitude toward him, so that he could judge whether his cover had been blown.

Lu Ling also glanced at Xiao Ruoguang—a gaze so complex that even the two assistants beside her failed to decipher its meaning.

After Long Yujun left, Gu Jianli sat down once again. Holding a teacup in both hands, her gaze fell upon a single tea leaf floating within the brew, and she fell into a slight trance.

"Very well, Consort Mother will not disturb you two any longer. You've just returned and should get plenty of rest; wait until you've regained your energy before attending to other matters," Sui Yingzhen turned around and instructed her son.

"You were lying, weren't you? Weren't you going out to kill people just to pass the time and relieve your boredom?" Gu Jianli opened her eyes wide in astonishment. Ji Wujing had only been gone for a brief moment, yet he had arranged something as troublesome as moving house entirely?

However, this was only the third incarnation of the Golden Cicada; he ought not to have arrived here so early, nor should he have come into contact with Sun Wukong at such a premature stage.

Ji Wujing did not pull away; instead, he carefully wrapped his right hand with cotton bandages using his single left hand. Although it would hurt immensely, it had to be bound tightly to allow the bones to heal properly. By the end of the binding, a very long stretch of white cotton bandage remained. Ji Wujing glanced briefly at his left hand, which was held by Gu Jianli, then withdrew his gaze.

She must not dwell on it further, nor did she dare to think about it any longer. Wiping the dampness from the corners of her eyes, she knocked on the door of Gu Jianli's inner chamber.

Zhao Dabiao spoke with a fiery temper born entirely of jealousy! Fu Erniu wore an equally displeased expression, figuring that other people earning promotions and wealth was due to genuine capability—what on earth did it have to do with you? Besides, this man was their own platoon leader.

In the Cuiyun Palace of the Netherworld, the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva calculated on his fingers that Sun Wukong had rebelled against the heavenly realm, and immediately summoned his two subordinate one-horned ghost kings to give them instructions.

"Made a mess of it, didn't you? Heh heh..." Aye leisurely picked up a cucumber, took a bite, and watched Ye Qianling with gloating amusement.

"Things can't go on like this indefinitely. Aye and I are both outsiders and don't know anyone here, so it seems I'll have to make a trip to the Wei residence tomorrow," Ye Qianling said, pretending to speak casually.

The unstoppable Toronto Raptors were unanimously favored by the outside world, while the Bulls arrived in Canada amidst a chorus of unanimous doubts and dismissals.

Looking at the slender, fair hand suddenly extended before me, I raised my head in a daze to see Shen Zhiqiu smiling gently and handsomely, ripples of tenderness seeming to flow within his eyes with boundless brilliance.

At Yun Suyuyu's words, everyone fell silent. Even Master Su merely shook her head; she had merely set out in pursuit of the ultimate pinnacle, only to rush back midway upon hearing the news regarding Yun Suyuyu.

Liu Xiaoran possessed the background of a secluded aristocratic family, yet he had actually bestowed such immense affirmation upon Li Jinze.

Listening to Wu Zhiqiu's words, I felt no sense of surprise. He was, by nature, a warm-hearted person in the truest sense—more than willing to extend a helping hand to strangers, and even more ready to sacrifice everything for a friend.

Tianlang reached out to touch those fingers, his palm encountering rough skin. The protruding knuckles beneath the skin caused a sharp ache in his palm as Shen Youxian lay quietly on the bed, just like that night over a dozen years ago, except back then he had been the one on the bed while Shen Youxian stood by its side.

"What?!" Even someone with as deep a composure as Ye Dailing could no longer remain seated, nearly tumbling off her chair.

Although Xu Linfeng felt the matter was somewhat risky and could not fathom why Chen Youyi would choose to do so—effectively taking the initiative to re-engage with the people and affairs of the imperial palace, which completely contradicted her previous thoughts and actions—

The burly red-faced man who was familiar with the genial-faced man lowered his voice and said, "Qilin beasts are not easy to kill either." He wanted to advise the genial-faced man, but didn't know how to phrase it, and inwardly sighed to himself: With a personality like that, how on earth did he manage to cultivate to the peak level of mastery?

Hearing that Xia Feng wished to have a meal, everyone was overjoyed. Taishi Ci personally carried a jar of fine wine to keep Xia Feng company.

Before long, sea pirates arrived in the vicinity. Someone aboard shouted out orders, commanding them to stop their vessels and surrender immediately, threatening wholesale slaughter otherwise.

Gao Bai recognized this as Man Gui's voice, followed closely by the shouts of his disciple Harichagai. The moment he disembarked, Gao Bai was surrounded tightly in the exact center by the crowd like the moon guarded by a host of stars.