Chapter 47: Employee Transfer
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Leaving the Yves Saint Laurent counter, Natasha’s favorability toward Zheng Qian increased significantly, currently resting at 60 points.
As for Xia Xixi, her favorability was quite the opposite; after walking around together, it had plummeted to 20 points.
The trio arrived at a Black Pearl three-diamond restaurant for a meal, after which Xia Xixi proactively stated she needed to go back and handle some paperwork, excusing herself from the rest of the outing.
Regarding this, Zheng Qian had only three words in his mind:
She is so sensible.
Jiang Chen murmured to himself. Possessing extraordinary willpower, he still inevitably felt a touch of discouragement in the face of the outcome.
As the appointed time arrived, two guiding beams of light descended from the celestial cloud vortex, escorting the ancestors of the Immortal Elixir Sect and the Immortal Artifact Sect away.
Li Sangming trembled slightly. Seeing Zhang Cheng—a fellow elder of Gold-tier strength—die instantly under Mo Yu’s sword before he could even utter a single word.
Nearby, various veteran internet café gamers were startled by Yin Quan’s sudden roar. Several brawlers, quite confident in their physiques, took off their headphones and stood up. Should Yin Quan dare to look back and glare at them, these individuals were more than ready to teach him a lesson on how to behave.
"Get back here before Us!" Amidst the golden radiance, Emperor Gu Mu—wearing an imperial crown, bearing a majestic expression, and radiating an imperial aura that suppressed a hundred thousand miles—uttered those two words.
"Fellow Daoist is entirely correct. The First Daoist, the Leisurely Daoist, Zhou Lei, has always been fond of freedom and therefore has not appeared to this day. Furthermore, the Leisurely Daoist possesses a soul-bound immortal artifact, rendering ordinary divination and fortune-telling completely useless," Fourth Senior Brother Tie Tong replied with a smile.
Wu Mei clutched her chest, her heart pounding furiously. Her face flushed a fiery red, feeling a mixture of bashfulness and thrilling excitement.
In terms of overall combat strength and tier rankings, the two simulated battle legions here were somewhat inferior to those at the West City Gate.
Currently, individuals possessing a high concentration of the Primordial God-King’s bloodline were exceedingly rare; merely having a tiny trace of connection was already quite fortunate. Therefore, they could only accumulate it bit by bit. Judging by how the phantom spirit was misled, it was clear that it had devoured a great many people.
Mo Yu let out a cold snort, golden light flashing fiercely beneath his feet. His figure instantly burst out of the Zhou Tian Star Dou Formation, followed by a punch thrown forward. Wave after wave of heaven-shaking fist qi, mixed with the unique Wood Law essence of the Heavenly Flower Demigod, swept forward with overwhelming momentum to slaughter the demons.
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"It's fine, it's fine. I still have the sonic detector; with this, I can definitely become a Tier 1 Arcane Master. Becoming a Tier 1 Arcane Master before enrollment must be quite rare," Jiayi consoled himself thusly.
Zheng Xiaoyue’s face turned pale with anger. It was indeed the Ji family playing tricks; otherwise, who would dare to banish the dignified heir of the Ji clan?
However, the priest in the center recovered immediately. A suit of armor constructed from magical energy emerged around him, isolating the lightning on the outside, while the scepter in his hand fired a ray of enfeeblement straight toward Jiayi’s heart.
Her exquisite facial features were adorned with a light plum blossom makeup. The originally translucent and delicate face had shed its raw youthfulness, her brows revealing a trace of allure, and her captivating eyes could enchant a thousand generations of fleeting vanity.
Yesterday’s bodyguard walked up to him, bowing slightly and respectfully, though it was unclear what he was saying.
Bai Muya felt her hand go limp, and the suitcase she was holding instantly slipped and dropped to the ground.
He even held his breath, daring only to exhale at a steady pace following that previous intake of air without the slightest alteration. He had a strong intuition that the moment he made any slightly large movement, he would be instantly discovered by the Undead Monarch.
Yun Chi stubbornly gritted her teeth and said, "There must be a way." There had to be a way; if all else failed, she would descend into the depths of the East China Sea to search all over again.
"It is better not to go over!" Seeing that Venerable Xiumai and the others seemed on the verge of opening the barrier, the silently enduring pangolin suddenly spoke up.
Lu Tangtang directly copied a surveillance video capturing everything from the moment she entered the door until Zheng Xiaoyue raised a dagger to stab her.
At this moment, she resented the second young master of the Guo family for failing to establish a connection with Wang Yun. Look at the Li family—because they helped Wang Fei, they ultimately gained Wang Yun's assistance and connected with Starry Sky Investment Company, doubling their family fortune as a result.
In a gloomy cave somewhere within the Underworld Soul Valley, a middle-aged man with a sinister gaze stood coldly and motionlessly, looking outside as if waiting for something.
He quietly gazed at the bright luster of the time amber, feeling a stirring of emotion. If Crystal Dragon Ray had not used a piece of time amber to seal Lance inside back then, he probably would have died long before the old devil could operate on him.
In terms of numbers, the Wu family village already held an absolute advantage, and many of the reinforcements behind them wielded weapons. Upon contact, they soon chased their opponents crying for their parents and running all over the streets, leaving a trail of groaning, blood-soaked unfortunate souls lying on the ground.
Zhang Shaobai waved the bamboo tube in his hand, his tone casual: "If it weren't for delivering spiritual water to those spiritual demons, I wouldn't bother running around everywhere. How wonderful it would be to cultivate in my cave dwelling! I’ve just broken through and truly need to consolidate my foundation." Though his tone was casual, his eyes flickered with a faint trace of pride.
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The group regretfully bypassed this orange-yellow piece of time amber and walked deeper into the Nightmare Tunnel.
The young punk Qin Yuan not only wanted to taste the flavor of Liu Xin’s cooking, but also yearned to taste the flavor of her body.
"What kind of person is your grandmaster? Is he someone you can just find whenever you want?" When saying this, Tang Suqi actually felt a bit gratified by her own vanity.
Furthermore, Divine Emperor Xuanling and the others had witnessed the immense strength of the spatial defense barrier established by Nangong Ping. Although they believed it might have been achieved with the aid of some kind of array formation, they secretly admitted that they truly lacked such capability themselves, and thus remained deeply wary of Nangong Ping.
"You..." An Qi, the leader of the men in black, wanted to say something more, but his consciousness was already beginning to blur and scatter. His soul felt the summon of reincarnation and was sucked into the cycle.
In order to cozy up to the Bai family, Zuo Tang had put on an act of being a consummate good guy in front of them over the past few years, treating everyone with great kindness. It was rare to ever see him lose his temper, let alone do so right in front of them.
"I'll do it!" said Lei Long, who had remained silent throughout. This eighteen-year-old half-grown boy was more mature than most adults.
Had he known that Zong Xi’s favorite dance was striptease, he would never have cajoled Zong Xi into dancing no matter what.
Ye Jiayin glanced sideways at the man beside her, only to see him gracefully flicking his chin toward Helun.
Upon hearing my words, the snow wolf flopped directly onto the ground and began rubbing its head continuously against my hand.
The handsome jumping-smash suddenly turned into a comical destiny-kill, a sudden shift in style that made even Li Yonghao himself feel awkward.
Liang Jisi pushed open a door at random, plunged straight inside, and only then realized it was a hallway.
"President Zhang, what is going on?" The leader had a crew cut, wore a black suit, and exuded an intimidating, murderous aura. His cold gaze swept around the room, making onlookers feel a sense of dread.
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