Volume One, Chapter 77: The Second Household Enjoys Tranquil Days, While the Old Residence Counts Down to a Storm!

Sanqiu nodded in response and strode inside. Soon, he arrived at his office, and as expected, He Zhixin, Xiang Dongyang, Hou Dongsheng, Wu Huzi, Liu Yidao, Wang Huzi, Liao Zhiheng, and several others were already there. Seeing Sanqiu return, everyone instinctively stood up.

Long Yuqing was momentarily taken aback, as if her thoughts had been seen through by Huang Shaohua. The shimmering light in her watery eyes was instantly veiled by a haze of confusion, and her delicate hands unconsciously adjusted her skirt.

Feng Liyuan stared at Sun Xi, stunned. The pain in his heart could no longer be described as a mere wound; at this moment, it felt shattered into eighteen hundred pieces, the agony causing his entire body to convulse.

As soon as Xiao Qiang spoke, the surrounding gangsters burst into raucous laughter, their voices laced with clear mockery, as if ridiculing him for his youthful ignorance.

Listening to Huang Sheng, Huang Shaohua was also taken aback, full of surprise. He had come to study various courses and was aware of the so-called catastrophe that had occurred a hundred years ago—a war of invasion by Western barbarians and the Japanese, as it was known in the secular world.

Tang Zheng sat before his computer, his fingers suddenly flying over the keyboard, and in no time, he had locked onto the hacker’s IP address.

A second-grade Fate Soul was rare, and one with four different forms of earth-type Fate Soul was even more precious.

He froze, slumping to the floor, his eyes vacant. He knew, now, he was truly finished.

Tang Yi’s calmness seemed arrogant and reckless in everyone’s eyes. Perhaps he was indeed gifted—otherwise, he could not have defeated Prince Moyun. But Moyun King was a pinnacle powerhouse at the late stage of Saint Martial Realm, the strongest in Moyun Town. How could he dare utter such words in front of him?

But in truth, for the Rose Society to have reached its current scale, Mulan’s contributions were indeed indispensable.

Cai Junyong, full of confidence, assured Chu Wuli and glanced at his brothers, his eyes ablaze with determination and fervor.

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The house was built entirely of redwood, its surface gilded and carved with intricate patterns. Plum blossoms clustered beside the building; though it was not winter, their fragrance drifted through the air.

Never had anyone heard of a mighty one whose domain could connect to the entire outer plane, commanding all its creatures to launch a deadly charge against a target.

Even more alarming was that Wang Rou discovered she had unknowingly been influenced by Ji Chengche. Once disgusted by food, now she could imitate His Highness—gently biting open a bun’s skin and sipping the greasy broth, savoring its flavors as he did.

None of them wanted to miss this opportunity—the reward for killing Hu Yu was simply too tempting. Though they knew Hu Yu would not be so easy to deal with, with so many present, they believed he could not possibly escape such a relentless pursuit.

Jin Yuying could not fathom why Liao Jindan laughed like that, but Wang Zhongming understood—it was a response to his own critique of another electronic chess device on the airport shuttle.

Would she be able to stay by his side for a lifetime? But she was so much older than him—would he mind?

Zhao Qingcheng looked at Ming Luo, her face flushed, gaze unsteady. Ming Luo, in contrast, showed almost no change in expression.

As soon as the seven billion euros arrived, Ning Ning began altering the data, intercepting the flow of funds and transferring them to a space account. Once the money was in the space account, Ning Ning immediately notified Chu Li to provide his eight Swiss bank accounts, successfully funneling the seven billion euros through various transfers into his accounts.

The phantom beast used its speed to dodge the attacks of the Vajra avatar, occasionally launching energy beams in return. Meanwhile, Ghost Qian circled nearby, waiting for a chance to strike at the phantom beast.

While Wu Ming still wore a meaningful expression as he looked at Old Master, the latter, with a stern tone, addressed him directly.

Upon seeing the scene, Zai Yuan frowned, hurriedly recalled all remaining Black Flood Dragon avatars, transformed them back into black mist, and returned them to his body.

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He knew this was the result of excessive spiritual energy expenditure—something he had experienced before.

“Then I'll go with Sister,” Ling’er said happily, reaching out to cling to Mo Mo’s arm, as if determined to stick with her.

I tugged the reins as a signal—the eager creature seemed to have been waiting for my command, and as soon as it was given, it let out a roar and swooped downward.

Once Ye Shao understood, he set the noodles down on the table, gently hugged Han Xue, comforting her with utmost tenderness.

Out of his promise to Sun Wukong and Xing Tian, Tian Sheng said only that they were ‘two friends’ from the depths of the universe, without revealing their origins to Yue Qiu. When Yue Qiu brought it up again, Tian Sheng could only offer an apologetic smile.

He said nothing, as if searching for something, kicking aside medical records and pill bottles on the floor.

Leaving the stele forest, Tang Ye noticed some footprints, his heart stirred, and he immediately followed them.

The grand mansion stood tightly beside the Wei King’s palace, almost embedded within it. Simply standing there, it silently proclaimed its master’s illustrious status and signaled an irreplaceable position in the Wei King’s heart—this was Guo Jia’s residence.

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