Volume 1, Chapter 30: The Handyman

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Perhaps worried that I might clash with Yi Mian again, my cousin-in-law grabbed my arm and pulled me out of the design department.

On the way, she tried to comfort me. It wasn't that she wanted to side with Yi Mian, but that my situation was different. With my father injured, I desperately needed this job to support my family. If she could help it, she wouldn't want me to lower my head either. But circumstances dictated otherwise; swallowing my pride to say "I'm sorry" and losing a little face was a small price to pay to keep the job.

I understood her intentions perfectly. Not wanting her to keep worrying about me, I told her I understood. Seeing that my mood had stabilized, she stopped talking. She led me all the way to the warehouse and introduced me to the person in charge of the odd-jobbers.

The Death God stared at Xiao Zhan, a wisp of yellow light radiating from his chilling eyes, much like the omnipresent desert sands.

When Sun Wukong took the Sea-Stabilizing Needle, Taishang Laojun was initially surprised, but then he felt at ease. He was surprised that such a heavy divine iron could actually be lifted by the monkey. He felt at ease because Sun Wukong carried a wisp of his own celestial essence within him, which must have resonated with the golden cudgel, allowing it to change at will.

Guanyin Bodhisattva finally regained her composure, dropped a message from mid-air, and then rode the clouds away with Huian the Traveler.

"Immortal Elder, please forgive me for not seeing you off," Guanyin Bodhisattva said, pressing her palms together to bid farewell. She released a white parrot, and within moments, Huian the Traveler and the Wealth-Bestowing Boy guided Sun Wukong to the Lotus Throne.

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Since that day she beat people up at the martial arts arena, everyone in the residence knew that Shen Wei was not someone to be trifled with. Consequently, following her time at the Shen family estate, Shen Wei finally began to live a comfortable life; she slept until she woke up naturally, no short-sighted fools came to provoke her, and she could go out to explore the city whenever she pleased.

"You people..." Madam Zhu’s chest heaved with agitation as she reached up to touch her forehead, looking as if she were about to faint from anger.

"Wait, what is your relationship with Red Cat? Why are you helping him try to assassinate me?" the three-headed dog asked.

After completing his three-shot kill, Xiao Zhan immediately left the tree and continued running into the dark mountain forest.

Could it be that after turning into a four-winged bird-man, the strength of this pig-headed Saint Son had reached such a terrifying level?

Boom! After a violent tremor, the protective formation of the Martial Arts Immortal Island could no longer hold; a massive hole was blasted through it by the sword energy. Yet, it did not end there. Though the sword energy had been depleted, its remaining power was incalculable, striking directly toward the main hall where Ziguang and the others were located.

Blades and swords clashed again, sparks flew, and the fighting spirit escalated. Several experts from the Sunset Sword Sect drew their weapons; although injured, they could still fight after resting for a while. However, several junior disciples nearby were thrown into a panic. The ensuing battle, charged with sword-light essence, was clearly beyond their capacity to intervene.

After landing outside the city with Hathaway and Abbas, the three proceeded on foot. About ten minutes later, they arrived at the city’s security checkpoint.

Recent online counter-attack videos, along with the sudden appearance of a major influencer account that insisted "let the facts speak," left Luo Yu with an inexplicable feeling that something major was about to happen.

Beyond the information he had uncovered, the Brazilian Empire likely held vast, unknown strengths, which stirred a sense of helplessness in Old Nine. Yet, what truly made him feel powerless was not the Brazilian Empire itself, but the empires even more formidable than it.

Having survived thousands of pursuits, one man had wiped out the Qingsong Sect. At this moment, Bu Qianhuai's sword seemed like a malevolent demon, with demonic flames raging to the heavens. The endless killing intent and sword aura caused even the elders outside the ring to break into a cold sweat in terror.

"The incident last time was a misunderstanding. It was my fault, and I apologize to you!" Di He stared into her eyes without a hint of awkwardness.

The bar manager was ecstatic upon hearing that Huang Shiyi wanted to entrust such a task to him.

Bidding farewell to Uncle Shi San, Chen Che took a few steps backward and then suddenly turned around, "smacking" right into the wall. He had misjudged the position of the door and stumbled, causing the servant girls to lower their heads and giggle behind their hands.

At this moment, a figure approached the place where Bu Qianhuai stood—dressed in black and carrying a giant sword on his back, he walked step by step toward the direction of Qi Wu.

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Item Effect: The candidate can summon a bronze soldier as their personal guard with a single thought, and the soldier can attack ghosts.

"This beef is not only fresher than the beef we had before, but it is also rich in spiritual energy. How can it be inedible? Perhaps in the future, all our food will come from our hunts," Chang Xing said.

"Oh..." Chen Anhao's gasp was cut short in her throat. His bite caused her some pain, and she frowned, pushing him away.

At this moment, many people felt that if they could become Chen Yang's friend, they would have no regrets in this life.

Furthermore, Ye Xuan intended to hand these materials over to Gao Shan to forge his White Jade Sword. Surely, with that master smith's techniques, he would be able to extract the fragments of the profound meaning of gravity within them.

The tribulation clouds in the sky were also shrinking at this moment, as if they were about to vanish.

Standing on the platform of the Immortal Beast Peng, Ye Xuan watched as a massive immortal city appeared in the distance, seemingly enveloped in a dense, celestial radiance.

"Master, what do you think of this matter?" Xia Ge asked the Poison God for his opinion. Although he was the Poison God, he was also a master alchemist.

After what the Blade of Destruction said, Jiang Bai didn't know how to respond at the time. He hadn't considered that question, but now that he thought about it... it seemed that was exactly the case.

"I wanted to ask you. Was it you who did all those things to harm Yanran?" Chen Yang smiled.

"Forget it, I don't want to go back to the office anymore. I've grown used to leisure; going back to that nine-to-five life would only make me uncomfortable," Wu Wanyi shook her head.

Whether in strength or cunning, many felt the Divine Son was terrifying. Now that Qingtian, Jinwu Lie, and Zi Mingwang were dead, and Demon Blood had fled, one had to face what needed to be faced.