Chapter 25
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“Yes, the family is so poor they can barely keep food on the table, yet they try to put on airs—it's truly laughable,” someone in the village, sensing the hidden truth, nodded in agreement.
“The lord is incredible! I never knew things could be handled this way; it’s absolutely genius.” Hua Xiong scratched his head and grinned foolishly, showering Boss Dong with compliments. This time, though, his admiration was genuine.
The crowd continued helping Hua Qingyan clear the wasteland, their hearts full of anticipation for the treasures she promised. Their gazes frequently drifted toward her courtyard, awaiting eagerly.
By the end, Wan Sisi’s eyes shone with tears, her usual arrogance vanished, replaced by a pitiful look of helplessness and distress.
Before Ren Chongyun’s angry shout had faded, it turned abruptly into a scream of agony; the arm gripping the steel cable suddenly flew into the air.
Since there was nothing of interest in the Sky City, Andy decided to head for the Frozen City, the route to which required ascending a towering spire.
Seeing familiar faces, familiar houses, and the neatly tended fields, Hua Qingyan took a deep breath. The air felt fresher, as if she could finally exhale the pent-up gloom.
“Alright, since you all agree, let me explain my method,” Hu Yan said happily, seeing most were in favor. In reality, the Azure Dragon Group was already under her control; all that remained was for her and Li Yu to put on their act.
The Zhou family had also planted sweet potatoes and potatoes. After a few polite greetings, they got straight to business. Hua Qingyan understood the villagers’ intentions perfectly and led her own soldiers and laborers in a grand procession to the fields.
Although she was beautiful, Long Fei dared not hope for anything. The style of the Hundred Ghost Sect was notorious throughout the martial world.
The ghost soldiers, as if trained thousands of times, thrust their long spears in unison, hooked them back, and sliced open the towering dogs, each one taller than a man.
Someone muttered something, and everyone’s gaze shifted to the entrance of the courtyard. They swallowed nervously, as if what emerged was not Wei Bao but some ancient beast.
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Jiang Qiyin stared at Yan Xunzou in astonishment, unable to fathom how he could possibly appear here.
Warmth and clarity filled her mind, as if birdsong and flowers echoed inside, and the tranquil sound of flowing water grew ever more distinct.
The design of Moonlight was quite unique; all the private rooms upstairs were lined with one-way glass. From the second floor, patrons could watch the dazzling performances below, but from the ground floor, nothing could be seen above, perfectly preserving the privacy of those in the rooms.
Elsewhere, Su Jingyun instructed each team leader of the river workers to not only work hard but to stay vigilant and alert at all times.
Even if he were to acquire even more powerful spiritual herbs and treasures in the future, they would likely never again enhance his physical body or soul.
Even though Wing Chun had now advanced to the intermediate level, and his physical fitness had soared to twice that of ordinary people, the shock in Xia Liu’s heart could not subside for a long time. When he finally regained his senses, he found that the mysterious voice had vanished.
Before morning prayers had ended, the envoy arrived. He had not come for over a week, seemingly busy with year-end matters.
Fayue returned to the Spark Luo Sect, where the elders comforted her—first because Bai Nuo was the most talented disciple of her Moon Void Star Flow Sect, and second because Bai Nuo was a Dragon Warrior.
With a cold snort, the next moment, the Lord of Darkness launched an attack. Qin Hao struck back with a palm, Zhong Kui wielded his hand as a sword, unleashing a dazzling pillar of energy. The others also responded, all opting for direct confrontation.
The anguished cries echoed through the clouds, but to no avail. Now, the Heavenly Way could fight everyone single-handedly, even annihilate all humanity with the mere flick of a finger.
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The charcoal in the brazier burned brightly, its crackling sound faintly audible in the quiet room.
“Thank you. With your help, my success rate is two hundred percent!” Sun Mu glanced at his brother, Sun Jian, whose gaze was rather enigmatic.
“Brother.” Long Juesha’s tears finally overflowed, and she rushed into Zhou Liang’s arms.
Lin Zhixiao resolved that if Zhang Qingyan insisted on staying even when he started dialing Uncle Yao, he would really call him over, lay out his hypothesis, and see what Uncle Yao thought.
Indeed, don't be fooled by Xiao Li’s usual laid-back attitude; once he sets his mind to something, nothing can change it. Seeing such earnestness, Jing Rong found it hard to argue, and simply kept her brows tightly knit.
Wen Qingye suddenly felt a chill in her heart. She stopped, staring at the blood bead rapidly forming in her palm.
Shortly after the Shen tribe departed, the Ketu tribe reached another peak. After surveying the situation, they too chose to leave.
She intended to create a problem for Tian Er Miao, hoping to understand how he had managed to make her thoughts freeze. However, she would never let herself spend a night on Death Island.
“My name is Zhang Taishan. May I treat you to a meal?” After buying cosmetics, the handsome man had no intention of leaving. Instead, he invited Ye Ruxue to dinner.
“Senior, if my guess is correct, it must have been Yang Xuan who stole the pearl.” Jin Ming’s eyes flashed as he spoke loudly.
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