149 Catching Fish! (Seeking Full Subscription)

"What are you all doing?" Su Yunjin waved to the group, calling out loudly.

"We are catching fish," Guan Tongyue explained bitterly as Su Yunjin approached.

Zheng E trudged toward the shore with a wicker basket, his steps unsteady. "We've only caught this much. What do you have in your hands?"

"Bat feces."

Su Yunjin glanced back at the two large bags carried by Fu Lin, the corners of her eyes crinkling with a smile.

As soon as these words were spoken, the atmosphere plummeted to freezing. Jack's dark brown eyes turned slightly red, filled with a sense of hurt.

Yi Ning had run off into the distance, tossing away the garlic she had been holding; she had used it to put on quite a dramatic performance.

Lianqiao had selected and assembled the camera equipment. It wasn't heavy and could be held in hand, so no special packaging was needed; it could be carried away directly.

"What is this? Are you all causing trouble at my Nine Heavens again?" The restaurant manager, catching a signal from Ye Ning, stepped out at just the right moment.

The vegetarian meals at the temple were truly excellent. Shu Xin hadn't had food like this for a long time and couldn't help but be a little gluttonous.

The assets under the name of the head of the Soloy family would take days and nights to count; did he really just casually say he was transferring them to her name?

However, no matter how much she reasoned with herself or how many mental preparations she made, Lang Fan’s legs remained frozen in place.

"Who sent you?" Her voice was so low it was barely audible, causing the stranger before her to shudder uncontrollably.

"Stay right where you are; I'll be there soon." He ignored her words, his tone firm. To Wu Qingyue, this domineering attitude felt like a warm current flowing into her heart—it was comforting.

Seeing Yang Xu sauntering in, He Erhu hurriedly stood up and bowed to greet him. Yang Xu said nothing, instead scanning him with a slightly sinister smile. He Erhu felt a chill run down his spine, his knees buckling until he dropped to the ground with a thud.

In the past, Mother Tang and Fu Chenghao would constantly try to persuade her about how delicious alcohol was, yet they would never let her drink it.

Meanwhile, the chase had reached a fever pitch—the Nine-Headed Demon was closing in on the flatbed truck at high speed, intent on crushing it, while the soldiers on board began to unleash their firepower.

It was true; he only wanted to cultivate his own forces. He did not want anyone to betray him. Once betrayed, they were to be executed without mercy—what was there to discuss?

Emperor Xuanyuan said nothing more, merely flicking his sleeve, causing a ripple in the fabric of space.

When all was said and done, Chen Fan was merely a rogue cultivator lacking true guidance. Even if he had some fortuitous encounters, the cultivation world was vast, and these opportunities were even more abundant elsewhere. The four great hegemons and various forbidden lands had been established for countless years, possessing unimaginable foundations. How could the successors they cultivated be so weak?

The fact that Lin Yi could discipline him so wantonly showed that he did not regard the Beiming family at all. He might even be more powerful than the top-tier Qi refiners of the Beiming family; offending such a person would truly be a disaster.

Tang Feng stepped out of the house, but instead of heading to the helipad, he leaped deep into the mountain cliffs, vanishing into the vast, boundless jungle.

The God of Kakuzu had a slender, deer-like body, but its head was extraordinarily massive—far larger than its torso—and it bore nine horns.

They had never imagined being so thoroughly rejected by others. While my explanation might not sound very pleasant, I never once considered hurting you. I understand that you have been feeling at a loss this whole time.

The voices of this conversation were ethereal, drifting down from the nine heavens like the whispers of immortals.

He took out the eighteen formation tokens and lined them up before him. After studying them for a long time to no avail, he realized his own cultivation was insufficient to grasp the great supernatural powers contained within. He tucked them back into his sleeve, then changed his appearance and departed across the waves into the sea.