Volume 1, Chapter 23: Mutual Exploitation

Once the attempted coup was suppressed, Ye Mo immediately seized control of the two arks belonging to the Four Eyes, then summoned Su Xin and the others.

After finishing his speech, Yu Jianzhong slammed his hand against the tabletop, tears streaming down his face. His grief was a hundred times worse than if he had lost his own father.

To Xie Feng’s dismay, just as the liquid had condensed and the pill was taking shape, the low-quality furnace failed to withstand the intense heat and shattered, causing all his efforts to go to waste.

The plan to seize the cosmetics group through assassination had failed, his favorite son had died miserably in a foreign land, and he had lost the competition between Chinese and Western medicine—this recent string of failures had left Lyons looking quite disgraced. Even within the family, dissenting voices emerged, suggesting his talents were no longer sufficient for him to remain as chairman.

Although Kong Hai did not speak, the expression on his face made it clear that he had silently acquiesced.

Under the gaze of Xu Dashan’s X-ray vision, he saw a bare-chested thug pretend to bend over to pick up a pair of chopsticks, dodging the lobby’s surveillance cameras, and quietly open a paper packet. Then, shielded by his companions, he slipped the contents into the hot pot and stirred it a few times.

He flew shakily before Gu Nan, weeping with snot and tears, begging Gu Nan not to strike again, and hurriedly unsealed the Sun Box.

Every Dharma Aspect realm cultivator present, with the exception of Old Yu, looked around in terror, desperately trying to locate Zhao Yishan.

Death—whether for the common man or the emperor—is something everyone fears. On the path of cultivation, perhaps the higher one’s level of attainment, the greater the fear of death. Survival is an innate human instinct; even though he had already died once, Xie Feng was still unable to escape that primal, innate fear of death.

He had made his plans long before executing the Taiji Sword style and the Ultimate Sword-Breaking style. Even if it meant suffering severe injuries, he was determined to unleash his most powerful killing blow to strike down the puppet Soul Eater, relying on his high-grade Dharma treasure, the Wheel, which possessed formidable defensive capabilities.

A single instance was already unbearable for him; if this were to continue, wouldn't he go insane?

Looking at the corpse lying on the ground, Bei Liu showed no emotion. He placed his finger to the corner of his mouth, extending his tongue to carefully taste the fresh red blood dripping onto the floor. His clothes were also splattered with blood, and his utterly calm expression was all the more chilling.

My brother’s mastery of jade goes beyond this. Throughout the Yunnan and Myanmar regions, he holds a title: "The Taiji Jade King." I wonder if you have heard of it? Perhaps you are not in the jade circle, so you might not be familiar with it.

"That’s my line!" Feeling the pressure from the force transmitted through his arm multiply, Sun Yan immediately planted one foot on the ground behind him to stop his body from falling backward. At the same time, he gritted his teeth, glared at his opponent, and spat out a cold word.

"How terrifying." Long San swallowed hard, a look of fear appearing on his face as he shifted his hips discreetly, as if that could alleviate some of the pressure.

"David, I want to ask, how is it that your Chinese is so fluent? You even know some dialects. I can say you are the most authentic foreigner I have ever met who speaks Chinese!" In truth, Xu Yang had always wanted to ask this, but with one thing after another happening, he had kept forgetting.

Su Che sat down once again. Everyone knew he was contemplating a brilliant strategy to overcome this test.

Therefore, he was simply given a number, similar to a bank card, which was deposited directly into his identity token; this was quite convenient.

She hadn’t expected Chen Ling to remain on the bus the entire time. When the bus stopped at the entrance of the Medical University, just as she was hesitating whether to keep following him, Chen Ling stood up to get off, telling her they had arrived at the school and that she would be late if she didn't go in now.

However, since the two of them had good intentions, he found it difficult to refuse, and in the end, he accepted their kindness.

The tea was indeed already brewed. Ping Jianfeng personally poured tea for Zhang Songhan and Qu Fang, and finally offered to pour for Tang Hao as well. Tang Hao took the teapot and poured the tea himself.

Lyons’ gaze passed over several worn-out brooms, stuffed troll specimens, and blistered cabinets, finally resting on the broken bust of an ugly old wizard atop one of the cabinets.

The next moment, the massive, fiery-red fox slowly opened its eyes, a pair of golden, circular pupils piercing the soul.

"Spiritual energy is useless to me," Qing Yue said, crouching down to run her delicate fingers through the pool water, looking at the Green Lotus with a bitter smile.

Du Sha didn't say anything further, and Tang Hao didn't put her down; he simply carried her on his back into the elevator and up to the eighth floor.

"Here we go again!" Kajimoto sighed softly. How long were these two going to hold a grudge?

Upon hearing this, He Xiang thought to himself: If this stranger is an immortal, then wouldn't the Great Emperor also be an immortal?

Gong Ming noticed her odd behavior but did not point it out, choosing instead to watch over her silently from an angle she could not perceive.

At this moment, Datu Khan was completely arrogant. As long as he defeated Yang Su’s army of 200,000, not only would the Great Sui be severely weakened, but all the allied nations on the grasslands would see it as well.

"Xiaodan, don't worry. Xiaoxiao isn't some important national figure; kidnapping is surely just for ransom, so her life should not be in danger." Yuan Xiao looked at Yao Xiaodan’s pale face and scrambled to comfort her.

Xia Shuangbai’s gaze now held a chill. Even before meeting her eyes, the Second Madame felt a sense of dread in her heart. Her left eyelid had been twitching all morning; as the saying goes, "left eye twitches for disaster, right eye twitches for fortune." Could something really have happened?

Something must have happened! Otherwise, how could the usually overbearing Huo Xiaoran suddenly change like this? If it weren't for that familiar scent and the warmth I had grown so accustomed to, I would have even suspected he was a fake.

Gu Nianxi was a kind person by nature and would never easily abandon her family or turn her back on her kin.

Among the few people sitting in a circle, an old man opened his eyes and glared at our family of three before glaring at Old Woman Wang. Yes, it was truly a glare, for the old man’s gaze was so terrifying that even his speech sounded like an argument. That look was enough to make anyone shudder.