Chapter 40: Brewing Fury

“Oh? And where is the secret letter?” Qin Xiao asked with a furrowed brow.
“It’s in my bosom,” the Noble Consort Li answered, sobbing.

Enchantress, are you about to claim you’re paralyzed now, making it inconvenient for me to retrieve it myself? Always trying to tempt me. Do you take me for a man who’s swayed by beauty?

“Well, why don’t you present it…”

“It’s fine, I truly don’t mind waiting for the money. Let’s do as you suggested—just deduct the profits from the pharmacy.” Fang Yu knew Liu Mang’s temperament well.

A wave of disappointment swept through Yanbei’s heart. After all his efforts, he thought he’d accumulated enough to make a breakthrough; based on his previous estimates, he should have at least reached the rank of Three Qi Venerable. Unexpectedly, after all this cultivation, he still fell short of even perfecting the Second Qi Venerable stage.

Yanbei knew nothing about forehead scales and didn’t want to invite further complications. He had to learn more about this.

The middle-aged man was seething with rage, spittle flying from his mouth as he spoke. But when he caught a clear glimpse of Gong Luo-jue’s face, his voice suddenly died in his throat.

Qi Cai wore a mask, so no one recognized him. He had no time to linger; the power within him was rapidly dwindling, and time was of the essence.

“What a formidable technique! I must master this illusion array.” Every time Liu Mang witnessed the illusion arrays cast by Qiu Tong, he couldn’t help but feel a rush of excitement. If Liu Mang could truly grasp this skill, it would be an immense boon for his future missions.

As for controlling these new Transformers, Chen Mo had two options: one was to pre-install Jarvis’s program, just like he had for the micro-Transformers modified from the holographic smartphone; the other was to configure their core programming using the AllSpark during the modification process.

She longed to pursue her dreams and do the work she loved, but the current situation was far too complicated. It simply wasn’t the right time to venture into the entertainment industry.

The scene before them left everyone dumbstruck. In their minds, Senior Brother had always been an invincible champion, a force to be reckoned with in the realm of Earth Immortals. He should have been utterly unstoppable.

Hearing this, Chen Mo looked Howard up and down, once again doubting any blood relation to Tony.

On the day she laid her mother to rest, she finally met the person who had never appeared since the day she was born—her father.

“Um…” Yu Jia stole a final glance at Aier, bit her lower lip, and hurried back to her own bed.

“Enough. Last year’s war was more brutal than you can possibly imagine… The National Security Bureau and the Green Party were all but destroyed in that conflict,” said the middle-aged uncle carrying a tray, his face still wearing a faint smile.

Looking at the group behind him, Chen Xue spoke sternly. If not for these matters, he would never have waited here so long in the first place. Yet he knew things would only get worse from here on, and even if he must continue on this way, the truth had to be spoken.

After Uncle Lin nodded, he asked in confusion, “If that’s the case, then why bother…” Bringing her in would only invite trouble, wouldn’t it?

Wouldn’t it be better to catch Ximen’s killer off guard tonight? Why strictly follow the plan? After all, following rules was never his style.

Unknowingly, Lu Yan had been staring at the ceiling for quite some time. Gradually, he drifted off to sleep, a faint smile playing at his lips.

Of these seven mother lodes, three were ones Old Ninth’s Free Empire did not possess. These were, in fact, the very things Old Ninth truly desired. These mother lodes had the same function as the Buddha’s relics, though they were not as precious.