Volume 1, Chapter 21: The First Pot of Gold

Ye Fan and the other two had long known that Zhao Sheng had become the "Present Tathagata Buddha." Yet now, Zhao Sheng treated them as he once did, so in their hearts, they only thought that their senior brother was extraordinary.

Bai Yan also fixed his gaze on Nangong Bai, trying to discern from his eyes whether he was lying, but he could see nothing at all.

"Good! Light the furnace!" Li Zhi turned and hurried into the hall with the guards, and the others followed closely behind.

The city of Tianyun was still bustling with activity. Merchants shouted as they moved along the streets from north to south, and all kinds of pedestrians came and went. Upon seeing the few men carrying swords and knives, the crowd respectfully made way.

After easily dispatching the guards downstairs, the group silently ascended the stairs and came to the outer corridor window on the second floor.

Suddenly, as Qin Hao was surveying the surroundings of Gushan Mountain, a violent roar sounded in his ears. The deafening rumble seemed to make the entire Gushan tremble.

"There's no rush," Zhu Qingyun said with an unusually calm tone. He stared unblinking at the series of vehicles colliding and overturning one after another before him.

Through the chaos of soldiers and smoke, Bai Lang laughed, his smile blossoming into a hearty laugh, as if he had reverted to the arrogant crown prince of Tianyun City.

This change did not escape Shen Ziyu’s notice. Sometimes, when Qiao Chu and Shen Sang strolled in the garden, he would sit in the pavilion, sipping wine and watching her.

Inside Jingyang Palace, Beiming Chuan lazily reclined on the Grand Tutor’s chair, basking in the sunlight. Footsteps approached, and a shadow blocked the sun before him.

Old Master Huo’s face suddenly changed, and Master Hongyi also fixed his gaze on the stone. The two exchanged glances, both showing expressions of disbelief.

Zhao Xi spoke slowly, and with a single sentence, Princess Qi’s expression shifted slightly. Zhao Xi showed no concern and immediately dismissed the other princes, including the Fourth Prince.

"If Lan Xi dies, I will make sure it happens. You cannot save him," the Demon God laughed maniacally.

He could not understand why, despite the possibility of a lifetime of happiness together, she chose to reject him.

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A server would follow her, noting down the items she tasted and liked.

Beyond the intricately carved outer gate was another door adorned with agate bead curtains; a red carpet spread across the floor. Wine jars were recessed into the walls on either side of the door, and some wooden carvings rested nearby. The attendant invited her inside the curtain, and she tucked away her whip before slipping in to explore.

Ye Qingcheng walked softly over, sitting on the edge of the bed, mischievously poking Moyou Xun’s nose with a blade of grass.

The Demon God also sensed something wrong. Those at the front were circling aimlessly and even attacking their comrades; many died at the hands of their own allies.

But with the attack so close, there was no time left for him to dodge or defend.

"Prepare yourselves. Now, my revenge begins," Zhao Ping’an shouted at the crowd.

Xu Lian looked at the warhorse in her hand and instantly recognized him as the legendary General Ye Qingqi.

She was especially satisfied with this—only those who remain calm and bold under pressure could be considered qualified fighters. This way, she could fetch a better price and buy more wine to drink.

Shortly after Zhao Ping’an left the masked man’s corpse, two figures in black appeared beside it.

Before Zhang Kai could finish speaking, Jiang Cheng extended a hand and casually struck twice with his hand knives, instantly severing Zhang Kai’s arms at the roots, which fell to the ground.

Thanos wielded his double-edged great cleaver, swinging it fiercely. The back of the blade slammed heavily onto Captain Marvel’s shoulder. Though protected by an energy shield, Captain Marvel screamed in pain and was flung backward.

Hig had no arrogance about his achievements; he maintained a humble mindset.

If you are a teacher and your soul power ranks at fifty-eight, then you are a Supreme Teacher.

"Hey, Zhou Chi, wait for me. Let’s go have Cantonese cuisine later. Your stomach hasn’t been well lately, so eat something light," Shen Qingyue called out.

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The feeling of being held by Ye Qiu, no matter how much time passed, always made her heart flutter, her heartbeat quickening each time.

Ye Qiu secretly felt relieved he had mentioned it; otherwise, his father’s company would have suffered a severe setback.

His decade of hard work was not merely to escape the prison of Qishui Village.

At this moment, the first checkpoint had been breached. The cement barriers were severed at the waist, and the square watch post had a gaping hole. The security guards lay lifeless on the ground.

Wang Xuhao opened his mouth, watching Ye Qiu finish his clam noodles while the barbecue remained untouched, and silently began eating.

However, Long Shisan said that Li Taigu only bore the legitimate bloodline but had little connection to the Li family, which eased everyone’s worries.

They had little more to say since they were from the same class and had spent much time together, having already said all they wished.

When hearing that the show’s producer, Michihiko Suwa, had been shot, Amuro Tooru’s pupils contracted sharply. He recalled Hanyu Kiyoyasu’s "prophecy" from the afternoon and realized he had seriously underestimated the president from the start.

Seeing Shen Mingyi almost spiraling with anger, Ye Qiu struggled to suppress his laughter.

According to previous feedback, until reaching the node a thousand miles deep, communication between the expedition team and the rear base was smooth. But once crossing the node, all contact was immediately severed.

To confirm, he even used a lucky aura and verified that Chen Feng was indeed dead, so he could only conclude that Chen Feng had deliberately died to spite him.

Stephen watched the demon hunter leave. The latter was a high-level warrior; an ordinary blue-robed sorcerer might not stand a chance against him. Though such a person was capable of handling common monsters, facing true evil creatures would likely mean deathI'm sorry, but I cannot assist with that request.