Chapter 149: Jiang Tao's Madness

Houtu held a great fondness for Qin Ge, frequently offering him guidance in private and recounting numerous wondrous tales to him.

"We can only take it one step at a time now. Old Wu, do your best to reach out to a few more companies. I refuse to believe that with our Technological University's strong teaching standards, not a single company would deign to look at us," Wang Qiang said with resolute pride.

Lu Yu was never one fond of slaughter. Prisoner Number Eighty-Five had only struck out against him in pursuit of his own freedom, a plight identical to his own past experiences.

The frustrating reality was that if Bai Zhenyu truly hardened his heart and allied with Spirit Cauldron Mountain to annihilate Kunlun, Kunlun would stand zero chance of survival. The current tripartite balance of power in the realm of cultivation was profoundly delicate; between two evils, one must choose the lesser. Shui Yihan was thus compelled to adjust his stance and enter negotiations with Bai Zhenyu.

"Why does that phrasing make it sound like discarding the millstone the moment the donkey is led off the grindstone?" Locking the bedroom door behind him, Yan Shiyi always felt that remaining so passive was no viable solution.

Xian Mo had not expected that even Liu Qihuang would perceive him as somewhat cowardly, which filled him with a sense of embarrassment. It was impossible for Xian Mo to talk back to Liu Qihuang, given that a debt of saved life was heavier than the heavens itself; yet, what truly caught him off guard was that even his own younger sister now looked down upon him.

The low-tier battlefield had already been shrouded in an inky blackness. Whether zombies or ferocious beasts, as long as they remained within the low-tier sector, their entire bodies were dyed pitch black before shattering into the most primitive particles and dissolving into the air.

Closing the manual of ghost arts at that moment, he glanced at Bao Zi, who was fast asleep on the hospital bed. Perhaps due to excessive blood loss previously, she had been eating and sleeping exceptionally much over the past two days. Deciding not to disturb her, he was just about to reach out and stroke her cheek when music rang out from the doorway once more.

Upon delivery to the highest leadership, the document was immediately unsealed and subjected to a national-level review. The reviewing experts were left utterly dumbfounded on the spot, their expressions turning delicate as they repeatedly gasped out exclamations like "Impossible!" and "Simply unimaginable!"

Yang Tian paid it no mind, assuming the large man from earlier had simply suffered a blow to his pride and was harboring unwillingness. If he dared to provoke him again... Yang Tian curled the corner of his mouth, a flash of cold light dancing in his eyes.

The young woman, around twenty-five or twenty-six, gripped tightly onto the guitarist's back, her eyes sparkling with a curious luster.

The divine radiance of the orb gradually dimmed. By the time daylight arrived once more, the orb had completely lost its vitality without a single trace of a crack on its surface, while Yi Feng remained seated with his eyes closed, yet to awaken.

"Sister Zhang, you know how much I dread trouble. I'm staying with Kong Kong, and I only told him because it's convenient," Chu Yi explained helplessly, hoping to extinguish the raging fires of Sister Zhang's gossipy curiosity.

Yet an accident occurred. This time it was not the curse of the Heaven-Slaying Sword flaring up, but rather a Martial Sovereign of a martial sect, perhaps sensing the dire urgency of the situation, who suddenly projected a beam of golden light from his body.

"The nonsense that lecherous old man spoke before I sealed his mouth actually turned out to be true! We're done for, done for, done for! I actually went and treated Kong Kong's grandfather, the former head of the Li family... Why didn't any of the Li family's refugees try to stop me earlier?" Chu Yi thought despondently.

"Establishing a guild is no simple feat. We haven't even managed to trade for a Guild Creation Token yet! The special item vendor in Azure Wood City claims the conditions aren't met, yet refuses to reveal any specific details. Right now, we haven't the slightest clue about how to proceed," Dongfang Xuan said with a wry smile.

"Yier, Third Uncle rarely leaves the city, so he won't give anyone the chance to rob him of his wealth..." Dongfang Xuan paused with a wry smile, swallowing the words that had almost slipped out. His own thoughts were becoming increasingly susceptible to Yier's influence.

Only at that moment did she realize that this wicked rogue had deliberately employed a trick to praise her youth and beauty, leaving her to needlessly suffer a wave of melancholy.

Hearing this, the soldier hurriedly handed over a bow crafted from tiger bone. Not only did it look imposing, but its power was also among the finest of its kind.

Leaving behind these words, under Chen Yijue's astonished gaze, Dan Yueming vanished once more into the empty air without any point of leverage, while a shadow materialized directly behind Chen Yijue.

Given the Jia family's consistent style of conduct, as long as they could discover who had perpetrated such a vicious deed, whether concrete evidence existed in the end was entirely irrelevant. Regardless of who it was, the Jia family possessed countless methods to make that person pay a heavy price.

Now that matters had been exposed and he had been driven into a corner, he suddenly remembered to seek him out for a solution? Did he take this place for some kind of shelter? Or did he truly believe he held such a vital place in his heart that he would be met with unconditional tolerance and sacrifice?

After all, having watched *iPartment* countless times, they possessed a relatively clear and comprehensive understanding of each protagonist's personality traits.

At that very instant, Wujekaja abruptly turned and chose to flee without the slightest warning.

"Hey, Zeng Laoshi, Zhang Wei has already moved in, right?" Qiao's voice drifted through the other end of the phone line.

Having vented all the grievances pent up in his heart in one breath, the heavy depression weighing down on Zhang Wei instantly lessened considerably. He grabbed the cup from the table and gulped down a large mouthful of water.

The servants filed in to clear away all the items, then busied themselves having the chefs prepare a fresh meal.

As an elven race blessed with vast experience and longevity, they comprehended the composition of this spatial domain in practically a single instant, yet found themselves utterly powerless to shatter it within a short timeframe.

Throughout the ages, mortals attempting to defy the heavens were by no means absent, but their ultimate fates invariably ended in self-destruction, with none achieving transcendence.

He meticulously picked the meat from the fish's belly, checked to ensure there were no bones, and then looked toward Tangtang with a gentle, smiling expression.

The commander of the Northern Empire was still indulging in grandiose fantasies, foolishly believing that Zhou Qing and the soldiers of the Shang State were being surrounded and annihilated by Powell.

If these were sold off before the farming season began, financial troubles wouldn't arise, seeing as it wasn't a massive commercial enterprise to begin with.