Volume One, Chapter 101: Su Manyin Sets a Trap from Behind

Feng Yizhou spent considerable effort soothing Li Ruo Chu’s agitated emotions. Only after she had calmed down did he summon Su Manyin to the office.

As soon as Su Manyin entered, Feng Yizhou noticed her eyes were swollen and red from crying, and her face and neck were covered with scratches. The marks looked like they had been clawed by a wildcat, shocking to behold.

Feng Yizhou couldn’t help but feel a newfound respect for Li Ruo Chu; she truly was a fierce spirit, fearless when provoked.

“President Feng, Secretary Li has really gone too far this time. You absolutely cannot let this slide!” Su Manyin complained as soon as she saw Feng Yizhou. She knew Feng Yizhou might be somewhat partial to Li Ruo Chu...

Among the five newcomers, the leader was a slightly overweight middle-aged man wearing a brocade robe. Yu Heng, with his Dragon-Eye Insight, discerned that the man’s true form was a Canglong (Azure Dragon) and that he cultivated Immortal Qi, nearly reaching the pinnacle of Divine Stage.

After a year of hard work, Tonghui Network continued to grow, and Qi Hui planned to venture into new internet sectors after the New Year.

Due to the Spirit Refining Talisman, Jiang Xuchen was already able to reach this level at the Foundation Establishment stage; with deeper cultivation, he would perceive even more.

The Medical Master was not particularly curious about her past, but as more and more people emerged, she found herself genuinely intrigued.

However, such matters could not be discussed in front of the police and Kunga Wo; he must not let anyone know that he had killed Kamal.

Song Xing truly wanted to stomp on Shi Qin’s foot—did the capital’s jealous king persona have to be maintained at all times?

A united ninja force, only slightly older than Naruto’s group, had just defeated a nearby White Zetsu when another White Zetsu seized the moment of their relaxation to attack from behind.

“You’ve got to be joking! Once someone enters Foundation Establishment, there wouldn’t even be a trace left! This news is completely unreliable!” They did not believe it for a second.

Song Xing went to watch the workers move furniture with peace of mind. Chen Yu wasn’t sure if he was mentally ill, but his gaze seemed normal enough to tell he was customizing his face.

“Sir, allow me to prepare excavation tools for you. I will immediately seek verification in the Pine Forest. If the eunuch’s words are true, I will punish the culprit severely!” Saying this, he left to arrange manpower.

After making calls, only Liu Ya and Si Cong were out of town, returning in a week. The others, Zhu Mao and Da Long, were both in Yucheng.

This time, the materials provided for refining the Five Orifice Fire Tower Gu numbered over a thousand types—none were insects, but rather flowers, grasses, stones, and bones.

Sound waves echoed throughout the narrow cave, causing Fang Yuan’s ears to ring incessantly. He staggered, nearly falling.

Those rare ores could also be used to upgrade the Blood-Breaking Flying Sword—still useful materials. Compared to the bald middle-aged man, although both were bald, this bald monk was far wealthier than his basin-shaped baldness suggested.

“I have completed the trial?” Gu Feng half-kneeling on the ground, gasped deeply, still adjusting from the dreamlike state back to reality.

Zhang Jiao was merely a charlatan, using tricks and deception to manipulate the masses and pave the way for his ambitions with their blood and flesh.

However, Gu Feng did not immediately plan to kill them all. Instead, he swiftly retreated in one direction, his demonic palm covering an elderly ancestor’s neck and disappearing into the forest’s shadows.

Rumor had it that evil cultivators appeared normal but became terrifying once they activated their dark arts, stopping at nothing until all life around was extinguished. Zhao Zhi found himself in a dilemma—whether to flee while Du Feng practiced or hide inside the golden shield and not venture out.

She roughly understood why Yang Yi did not trust her: he could not be sure whether she truly wished to “surrender.” In that case, she just needed to show him her sincerity.

Hundreds of martial artists had already entered, but none acted rashly, instead remaining wary and observing their surroundings.

The Rock Man lived up to his name—tall and burly, over 1.9 meters, with a physique twice as thick as a scarred warrior’s, emanating a perpetual aura of ferocity.

Qin Yang finally understood why so many desired the chosen spot—once on the celestial ladder, one could obtain nine ancient secrets and become a primordial deity.

Jin Zhan’s scalp tingled as the bronze ancient coffin radiated an aura of antiquity, as if passed down from the prehistoric era.

It seemed that Li Daoran’s constant harassment had finally become intolerable or perhaps confirmed that he was no formidable enemy. When harassment struck again, the entire legion formed ranks, invoking their dharma forms’ power to track Li Daoran’s whereabouts.

Inside the seventh Gate of the Realm, a blurry human figure moved—not unleashing terrifying Daoist magic like other Divine Emperors, but settling into a seated meditation.

Like an elephant’s combat power being 300, and an ant’s being 1, can you really say 3,000 ants could kill an elephant?

“Hey, don’t be nervous. They’ve already been returned to you. It’s time to sit down and talk. Fighting endlessly is pointless, isn’t it?” Ye Long said to Granny Wu.

They did not claim to save all beings or show compassion but adhered to teaching without discrimination and non-action—believing everything was profound yet could be disregarded or abandoned.

Xing Han spoke, noticing the others’ faces change, feeling a bit pleased—huh, they weren’t always so carefree after all; they did care about something.

“It’s like this: I just gave her a thorough checkup, and she actually has a slightly anteverted uterus. This position, where the cervix tilts forward, makes conception easier. But…” The doctor paused.

Sleep was restless, haunted by dreams of running without knowing why, glancing backward even though nothing was there—why keep running?

The chief of Qingfeng Village, hearing her words, felt a bit embarrassed, and only then did those around finally burst into laughter.

“No, it’s the people ahead who wanted to bungee jump but were too scared to jump from such heights, wasting a lot of time.” Gu Zhihan chuckled lightly. If the girl was so fearful, why come all the way up here?

“Grandma, is the examination finished?” At that moment, Qin Chen sat seriously in Dr. Wang’s office.

They did not find Lin Yue and the others’ presence strange because the main deity had arranged identities for them that blended seamlessly into the plot world.

Feng Yici squinted impatiently at the uninvited guest by the elevator doors, like a wolf king disturbed during his meal.

Mo Yufeng’s deep eyes nearly drew Luo Ye in, but she quickly averted her gaze. “I’ve heard that when the Princess Consort of Fu Qing was around, the prince rarely came here. But the princess consort seemed to have long...” Luo Ye dragged out the last word, looking at Mo Yufeng.