Volume One, Chapter 115: Yun Cheng Felt Confident

Chu Ming frowned slightly and said, “He left the construction site? Didn’t he leave quite late?”
“Yes, Manager Zhao was only outside for about ten minutes before coming back,” Cheng Yao replied.
Chu Ming nodded thoughtfully. “Alright, I understand.”
“I’ve been meaning to call you every day, but whenever I pick up the phone, I feel embarrassed and don’t know what to say,” Li Ming continued shamelessly flattering.

At this moment, Xue Jun took it out—not intending to engage Xue Pu and the others in close combat, but to activate the second mode of the W-series grenade.

Some objected, saying Ji Momo was merely a student deemed “gifted,” and how could she compete with the professors for the conference stage? It would be disrespectful to the senior professors, and Tsinghua would not tolerate such a thing.

However, the soul requires vast amounts of spiritual energy, celestial fate, and other resources; over time, the mortal realm simply can’t provide enough.

As long as someone believed he would go to Gujian Lake, it was impossible to shake off all enemies. Anyone willing to guard every entrance could eventually catch him.

Fortunately, Xu Lili truly regarded Zhang Yuyan as a good friend now, no longer looking down on her as she once did.

This temple’s layout was unfamiliar—unlike the typical designs of the immortal or Buddhist realms, it bore a slight resemblance to the Netherworld’s domain.

With the sounds came a heavily muscled man bound tightly, the one who had smashed the door.

Dai Sheng, seeing that his attack had resulted in such a brutal outcome, was filled with regret but couldn’t immediately devise a countermeasure.

Sitting dazed in the pavilion, soldiers hurried in. “Sir, Jian Nu replied that the trade at Xianxia Pass will happen at the end of December. Seven hundred thousand taels are ready.” After speaking, Wang Chen saw Zu Dashou and Lu Xiangsheng enter, clearly they were quite concerned about the matter.

The disciples of the Peerless Alliance believed Chen Qing was already dead, and some were even wondering where to bury him.

Li Changxing coughed forcefully at the door, frightening Li Fugui into focusing intently on his chant.

Enough! If you keep talking nonsense, I’ll send you all on a pilgrimage to the West! Long Feng is no pleasant fellow—when he loses his temper, even he fears himself. After scolding more than a dozen people, silence fell. Snot and tears mingled as they expressed remorse, hoping to do meaningful good deeds in their free time to atone for past ignorance.

“May your paths among the stars be prosperous!” Those were the final words. Above the vast starry fleet of the Vermilion Bird Army, a fiery red silhouette of a Vermilion Bird spread its wings slowly across the cosmos. Its appearance signified that this elite star-sea force would become a sharp dagger, piercing deeply into the enemy’s heart.

Therefore, if she were to submit to Li Jue, whether her later life would be secure was uncertain, and her daily existence would surely be far from easy.

Chuan Xue took the silver coins dazedly, hardly able to believe it. “Good heavens! I spent twenty taels to buy three acres of land, and now the grain sells for one hundred ninety-two taels? My gods, the chaos of war driving grain prices up has its benefits after all!”

“Commander, what brings you here today?” Luo Qianfan sat down and poured tea for Zhang Dingshan opposite him.

These days, it was crystal clear: this place had changed dynasties. It no longer bore the Cold family name but now belonged to the Bai family.

Heh heh, if anyone spreads rumors about this, next time I’ll deal with them just like I did Bai Liye—give them a good thrashing,” Chu Yufeng said with a smile, looking at everyone.

I immediately understood, thanked him, and stepped forward to confront the young master who had stolen my Sixth Senior Brother’s wife. When I saw his face clearly, I was stunned.