Volume 1, Chapter 24: Demanding a Hundred Acres of Land as a Dowry

Without a word, heedless of any consequences, he pulled Wang Xifeng’s delicate form into his arms and forced his way in. Wang Xifeng had rarely experienced such treatment; teased by Qin Zhen, she nearly swooned.

It was eventually Grandmother Zhong who came up with a plan. Through some unknown means, she connected with a shaman who claimed that a certain family was seeking a ghost marriage and offering a substantial sum.

The taxi driver felt perplexed, glancing into the rearview mirror while hesitating over whether or not to call the police.

On August 14th, as the four giants ramped up their supply, IDC released a second in-depth research report.

"But surely, having just returned, you must have heard why the Hundred Flowers Festival is being held here, and about the genius who defeated the First Young Master," said another handsome man, whose presence exuded an incomparable gentleness.

Ye Liangchen grumbled and cursed, though he dared not raise his voice, terrified that Yuan Pili might suddenly double back, which would leave him in a wretched position.

Watching that palm draw ever closer, Xu Wei felt it was the hand of death itself. He did not want to die; finally unable to withstand the terror in his heart, the commander of the Blind Island artillery division—a man of his stature—collapsed to his knees in front of thousands of people.

Most importantly, the family of three who died tragically in Kathmandu that day could actually have been spared.

Chen Nan nodded, his face a mask of sorrow, as if he were truly mourning the death of his own grandfather.

It turned out that the remnants of Dong Zhuo’s forces had rebelled, and the Emperor had already fled the city, with Guo Si and Fan Chou leading their troops in pursuit.

Realizing the magnitude of his mistake, Yi Cheng instinctively took a step forward, hoping to bridge the vast distance that had initially separated them.

Fei Bao did not answer, clutching his stomach and glaring viciously at Tang Yuan, looking as if he would gladly devour his flesh and drink his blood.

I looked down at her bright, expressive eyes, and recalling how nimbly she had slipped from the tavern window that day, a sudden idea struck me.

They played until noon, and after Tang Yuan treated her to a lavish meal, they drove back to the company. They had already asked for time off several times recently, and Tang Yan felt too embarrassed to ask Qiao Mengyuan for more, especially now that the company was in its busiest phase.

The Yin Dragon crawled slowly from the ground, winding itself up my pant leg and coiling around my waist.

"That makes us half-colleagues; I’m in entertainment and she’s in media—it’s all the same," Zhai Qing laughed.

"You don't need to lie to me. Yue Zun has no authority to arrange Su Tao's work," Johannes said, setting down his glass with a look of dissatisfaction.

"It’s fine, Magic Hand. By the way, you’re smarter than me; tell me, do you see any flaws in this plan?" Li Zhiming asked, still slightly worried.

"Be gentle," Luo Xue pleaded. Yin Lin did not respond, though his movements did indeed soften. When he finally finished, he refused to withdraw, pressing down on Luo Xue in silence, leaving her completely bewildered.

Even without affection, there was still some consideration to be had. If she were truly left outside to be picked up by someone with ill intentions, that would be a lifetime of regret.

These school guard members were all freshmen who had recently arrived; some had transferred from vocational schools, so they had no idea who Ouyang was, let alone the extent of his terrifying power.

"Take a look. You might learn something," Luo Yi said, reaching out with her delicate hands to turn Le Tian’s head.

Fan Aiai looked at the stunned Ouyang, then smugly clasped her hands behind her back and skipped ahead.

Zhang Zijing took a deep breath and said to Uncle Chen, "Thank you for telling me so much. I’ll come back to treat you to a drink next time!" With that, she beckoned Ah Tao to settle the bill.

"Then I’ll knock you down!" Lin Wan'er snorted. Giving Jiang Tao no time to react, she channeled her internal energy and struck out with a palm in the air, hitting him square in the chest. He flew backward, and the injuries that had not yet fully healed were all reopened by the blow.

Is it starting again? Liu Feng frowned, a sudden sense of impending danger washing over him. He pulled a coin from his pocket and tossed it into the air. At that very moment, the two figures on the high-rise pulled their triggers simultaneously, and the bullets whistled through the air.

Yet, in that split second, a dark shadow flashed past, grabbing Zhao Lu by the waist and whisking her away like a whirlwind, narrowly avoiding Si Xuanyu’s attack and landing safely in the distance.

He Yumo could barely contain her laughter. Just as she was about to speak, a tall figure walked toward her, and she whispered to herself that things were looking bad.

Xiao Rang had always been known in the cultivation world for his monstrously fast breakthroughs. That he had failed to breakthrough this time came as a surprise to everyone. However, since the fire seeds were currently within them, it wasn't a true breakthrough in the strict sense, so no one dwelt on it too much.

Inside the Earth-Rank Dojo, Duanmu Zhige was drenched in sweat, having finished her daily cultivation, yet she remained filled with resentment toward Zhang Lingyi and his son.

"Are you deaf?" Liu Ming, ignored by Mu Ke, didn’t look pleased either. He turned back to open the door, allowing Liu Yu to enter as well.

Zhou Ruoshui, already frightened out of her wits, could do nothing but scream "no" and clutch her clothes tightly, maintaining the last shred of her dignity.

Any flesh or bone touched by this energy was broken down into an unknown substance that flew toward Ignath’s head, repairing the skull that Hu Yue had crushed.

The person was none other than Prince Luo, Zhu Zhen, who had retired with his wife. Though he looked more weathered and his cheeks were thinner than before, one could still catch a glimpse of his former elegance.

Zhao Tianci’s lizard-mother deputy knew that under these circumstances, the army could not defeat the Imatas, so she chose to retreat without hesitation, preserving as much of the force as possible to fight another day.

Fortunately, Yanasha was a super-god. How powerful is the soul of a super-god? Even a remnant spirit could grant a mortal all the faculties and thoughts of a normal person.

But still sensing danger, he chose to dodge another mosquito-like shadow that lunged toward him.

Tian Xuanzi eventually summoned the courage to pluck the gourd, and over the following period, through trial and error, he finally mastered its properties. The gourd had no effect on cultivators, but its suppression of demonic beasts was remarkable. Relying on this gourd, Tian Xuanzi defeated monster after monster.

He trusted that Jiang Yiyan, that iron-willed prosecutor, had solid evidence. Even if Lu Guangdi had connections in the prosecutor's office, he would not be able to escape the hands of the impartial Jiang Yiyan.

Zheng Chen took the initiative to ask Qian Kun about the average strength of the Five Sword Sect disciples. Qian Kun told him that under his tutelage, there were twelve disciples at the Sword Emperor level, and the remaining five or six hundred were at the Sword King level. If Zheng Chen were assigned to him, no matter how bright his brilliance, it would be obscured.