Chapter 123: The Celestial Fox Clan

They descended from above the Ice Soul Abyss.

Having basically concluded her period of seclusion, Hu Jiuyan, who had been cultivating while waiting for Feng Qianning, looked surprised the moment she saw the newcomers. She even seemed a bit nervous. However, she quickly rose and bowed to a decrepit, elderly woman.

"Great Ancestor, how did you find your way here?"

Qin Yue was somewhat bewildered. Wasn't Heroine Hu an orphan adopted by the Tianluo Sect in the mortal world? Since when did she have a Great Ancestor?

I am not forcing you, Prince Cheng. It is simply that I cannot do what you ask, and I will not hypocritically promise that I can.

"Actually, I just wanted to ask how everything is progressing with you all? Is the operation going smoothly?" Shui Han asked immediately.

Feng Qianzhan did not understand why his mother was so furious, but he knelt down obediently. Gong Moli also knelt down clumsily; her belly looked a size larger than that of a typical four-month pregnancy, making the movement quite difficult. Yet, the Dowager Concubine seemed not to notice any of this, her eyes fixated on her with a gaze that seemed ready to devour her.

At this moment, a large group of people had gathered in the garden of Ye Feng’s residence in Italy. They were mostly Ye Feng’s close friends and colleagues, all there to celebrate his twenty-fourth birthday.

Geng Heng had no time to think; he instantly teleported in front of Feng Qian and threw a punch. He had to stop him, or it would be a disaster if Feng Qian were to slaughter those Samsara-stage experts.

The next day, Ye Feng and Schumacher took a private jet to the Ferrari team headquarters in Italy, where Ye Feng finally met with the senior executives of Ferrari.

It could be said that in the eyes of the experts, there was only one reason why Lille might not win the Ligue 1 title this season: they were sabotaging themselves.

Regarding those exceptional individuals, Shui Han vaguely felt that their combat prowess at the same level—and their ability to fight those of higher ranks—was not necessarily inferior to his own, even when they were still at a lower stage. Even if he were to ascend in the years to come, he might not necessarily be able to surpass them.

Because they held a speed advantage, it was clear from the second stage of qualifying that the pole position would be contested between the two Ferrari drivers.

"Your Grace, please allow us to lead the vanguard and occupy the high ground ahead!" Archambault and Jourdan requested of Rodrigo in unison.

It was not out of gratitude toward the big boss himself, but because this security firm had solved many employment issues for his fellow veterans after they retired.

Once everyone else had finished their performances, one of the leaders seemed to just notice Xu Ying sitting quietly to the side.

However, the consolation from Spades did not help Su Hao in the slightest. He continued to stare with hollow eyes at the oppressive sky over the Gloomy Swamp.

The group opened their eyes wide, eagerly waiting for Yang Yan to continue, but she decided to keep them in suspense instead.

A transport spacecraft, 500 meters long and 60 meters wide, slowly descended from the high altitude, maintaining the same speed as the mothership.

The Heavenly Demon Lord himself required the power of the He Clan Jade. The jade could not only elevate a martial artist to the realm of a Grandmaster out of thin air, but it could also bestow endless benefits upon them.

Pojun helped him lie down, frantically pulling out all the White Night Grass, crushing it into a mass, and pressing it repeatedly against his body.

"Yes, and use the most malicious words, the most shameless language," Ma Shangfeng kindly reminded.

However, that refusal was far too blunt. Hey, hey, we could have discussed this further.

"Zhen'er?" Ye Nian was startled. He saw the light in Ye Zhen’s eyes dim inch by inch until it finally extinguished all clamor, turning into a pool of stagnant water.

"No need. Give him another five taels of silver and send him away," Mother Du said, taking Dingxiang and leaving.

In these past few days, too many things had happened, to the point where it was becoming hard to accept.

The weather was abnormally sweltering, the sun overhead baking one's face with searing heat. After traveling in a rush for half the day, the carriage finally came to a halt.