Volume One, Chapter 30: Cooking Father?

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Once everything had finally settled down, the ground before Wu Yue looked as though an invisible giant hand had violently scraped away a layer. The river, which had surged skyward, fell back into its channel under the force of gravity, and the thunderous roar continued without end.

When she returned to the Ye family after getting married, everyone looked at her rather strangely. Gu Xiaoyun felt somewhat uncomfortable under their scrutiny, but she did not take it particularly to heart. After all, she had never been welcome in this household. Presumably, many people were quite pleased with this outcome.

As the sights of the city gradually came into view, Cao Cao began to understand why Qin Liu had said that Plain Commandery was a good place to go—one hundred times better than the Beihai Kingdom.

He had agreed to save the man earlier only because he thought it was possible. With so many people watching, if he managed to bring the man back to life, word of it would surely spread. But now that he knew the man was certain to die, why should he continue?

When she reached this point, she noticed Liu Mao looking outside. Following his gaze, she froze.

“Li Jiayu sent you here to take me away. Of course, you can say that you don’t want to...” Before Duan Shanshan could finish, Duan Weiqi said, “I can be there in twenty minutes. Come downstairs and wait.” Then he hung up.

Mi Xiang’er was completely dumbfounded. She immediately sat upright in her chair... Tong Che had always been steady, capable, gentlemanly, and slow to anger. How had he ended up fighting with Ni Dahai?

She was soaked through. Water dripped from her coat, and her hair clung entirely to her face. Outside, the wind and rain were so fierce that even an umbrella was practically useless. She was drenched like a drowned rat.

The two sides exchanged a glance, then burst into laughter. Thus, Yuan Shao and the others had no need to go to Table B. They joined another table instead and began drinking and eating meat.

He raised his brows slightly. What did this fellow want now? Last week he had come because of his son; what was it this time?

“Bang...” Zhang Zhiping hurried back to his own car at that moment. The man certainly had no sense of loyalty.

While Old Eight and his sons and brothers were plotting against Xia Mo, united in facing an outside enemy, she was busy worrying about her own troubles. With all that on her mind, how could she spare any thought to sympathize with others?

The strange beast seemed unable to endure the zombie puppet’s assault any longer. A trace of retreat appeared in its eyes. It plunged into the lava lake, then, wounded, sank beneath the molten rock.

However, just when everyone thought the media coverage had become completely one-sided, a new turn of events emerged.

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Xia Cao ran in, rushed up to me, and knocked her head against the floor. When Dongmei saw her kneel, she knelt as well.

This was bad. Could it be that they knew everything? Panic seized me. I hurriedly looked toward Xuan Feilun, but his expression was as usual—utterly emotionless.

“You!” Shangguan Zihan bit her lip furiously. She regretted more and more having agreed to ally herself with Han Yaxi in the first place. But what use was regret now?

One had to understand that even Salka and the others were experts at the pinnacle of Shattered Divinity. How could there be any cold wind in this world capable of making them feel cold?

“Wife, the truth is that I kept it hidden because I didn’t want anyone else to get hurt. That place is simply too sinister, and many people wouldn’t listen to the authorities’ warnings anyway. Once word got out, even more people would disappear,” I said with a bitter smile.

“At the time, the compass emitted a white light. It was very gentle, and it looked...” I began explaining without delay. In truth, I was not worried that the Crystal Pavilion would gain nothing once the compass reached the Silent Spirit Sect. Wasn’t there something called Netherworld Money? Judging by its appearance, that seemed to be quite a treasure as well.

Su Runian had been badly shaken by the grand competition. No one could coax him out of it, and he refused to leave the house or meet anyone.

Since the performance had ended, the spectators were gradually leaving, and no one noticed Qiao Jinyue in the corner.

This so-called demigod director was completely enveloped in that strange power of bewilderment. During the battle, the spiritual power materialized by Zhang Chanlin—especially those radiant swords—was entirely absorbed as soon as it came under the other party’s influence.

Chen Yixun was the most excited of all. He felt that the song had been written specifically for him. His vocal range was broad enough to handle all kinds of high and low notes, and his tone was also exceptionally pleasing. He had a feeling that if he sang this song, it would certainly become a hit.

The raging fire roared, and the residents screamed. The noise around them was deafening, yet amid the chaos, Luo Wan heard the sound of the Death God’s horn.

There were nine auction items in total this time, and those nine items represented nine qualifications to dine with Fu Mingju.

Gu Ansheng pushed open the door and made a welcoming gesture toward Qiao Jinyue. Qiao Jinyue then walked inside.

Xu Hanyu had climbed step by step to the position of chief secretary. After accumulating so much experience at the company, if she could not even deal with a parachuted newcomer, she would never be able to hold on to that position.

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Even his neck was pitch-black as he bent over. Together with his thick, protruding lips, it was not difficult to determine that he was a Black man.

Six months later, Ukraine would issue its own currency—the hryvnia.

Xiao Ting’s heart trembled. He thought to himself, How useless! He was knocked down by that wretched woman before he could even make a move?

Ao Shun had always lived beneath Ao Guang, Ao Run, and Ao Qin, the three brothers, forced to depend on their favor, and he had long been resentful. That day, his brother-in-law, the Dragon King of the Jing River, came to visit and brought along such a grand plan. Ao Shun was eager to try, yet remained hesitant and undecided.

In truth, they had wanted to carry out this plan long ago. But because they had never found a way to activate the Four Spirits Seal outside, it had remained shelved.

Tens of thousands of vengeful spirits self-destructed. The sound even surpassed heavenly thunder, and the enormous blast left Ji Kao and the others, who were far away, with their ears ringing and their minds nearly blank.

But shouldn’t the other party have been imprisoned by the newly appointed Baron Red Valley? How had he managed to escape and come here?

At the same time, the general who had lunged at Lü Zhi let out a terrible scream. A streak of bloody light burst from his wrist, and the right hand reaching for Lü Zhi was severed cleanly.

As he pressed forward with the beast in tow, thunderous explosions shook the heavens along the way. The restrictions of the killing formation seemed to wail, as though they had been cleaved apart by a great saber. With a resounding boom, they collapsed and exploded, and Guan Yu burst free.

Black and white sword lights crossed and surged, churning the mist in the air and forming a gradually thickening vortex around them.

It was like the Cave of the Three Stars in the Crescent Moon that Ji Kao had once visited. There, one could witness everything the Tathagata Buddha of the past had done and even learn the techniques he had once used.

“Wu Wei, don’t act rashly! Release the premier and let’s discuss this calmly!” Li Yan called out to dissuade him. Although he had just raised his hand in agreement that the civilians should be evacuated first, he could not stand by and watch Wu Wei harm the premier.

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