Chapter 80 Cherry Cake
Mother Pei was stung by Pei Qiaonian’s words, her expression turning somewhat sorrowful. “Qiaonian, it’s not what you think. I never said I’d give her money to make her leave,” she said.
Xu Yunzhu remained silent.
Indeed, money was never mentioned, but the suggestion for her to leave on her own was implied.
Pei Qiaonian merely sneered, “Pretending again. Don’t worry about ending up on the street or losing this immense fortune. No matter what, you and Pei Xingzhi have a marriage certificate. As long as you don’t divorce, your life won't be hard.”
“The matter between the Heavenly Lord and the Buddhist sect, as a disciple, Yang Jian dares not interfere. But the journey to the Eight Treasure Spirit Mountain must not fail.” With these words, Yang Jian bowed respectfully to the Medicine Master Lapis Buddha, took his leave, and summoned a cloud to fly toward the Eight Treasure Spirit Mountain.
No one knows when the rule was established, but the Celestial Court set aside a large planet specifically for the descendants of immortals to reside. Only when one of them attained immortality would they be taken away.
The Golden Globe Award competition finally concluded, and preparations for the awards ceremony began. Kaiser appeared as scheduled at the event, and Manchester United's Ronaldo and Rooney were also invited. In fact, the entire Manchester United team attended, since they all had a chance to be selected for the European Best XI—a wonderful opportunity to be in the spotlight.
With the lead in the score, Ferguson was as happy as a child. Kaiser had always been reliable and never let him down.
With the threat of magic gone, Yang Yi truly became fearless. Strangely, Snow White was even more patient than Yang Yi, making no moves at all, and the army of the White Horse Prince had yet to arrive. Yang Yi’s scouts hadn’t returned any news either, as if the world had suddenly fallen silent.
But after he opened the comments, he found things were not developing as he had hoped.
Du Ziyuan did not know him, but according to Yan Lingtian and Cai Zishi, this man had achieved some renown in the art world. Still, it was surprising that at his age, he was considering a career change.
Lota wanted to ask more, but the communicator suddenly crackled with static—clearly the signal was being jammed. He hesitated, but ultimately decided to follow the scout’s advice.
When Tian Xuanzi released his true energy, it instantly awakened their ancient memories. That pure and righteous energy had always been their longing, and Tian Xuanzi’s true energy was the purest of all. For them, it was the best nourishment, and the monsters let out a chorus of hungry roars.
For example, in China’s Qin Dynasty, Emperor Qin Shi Huang unified the world, established the imperial system, and became the greatest ruler in history.
She couldn’t stop laughing. I truly wished she’d laugh so hard she’d lose her breath and I could strike back—or better yet, let her laugh herself to death.
Yang Xuan and the Willow God were dazzled as they were led to another area outside a vegetable garden. The garden was filled with thriving vegetables.
A chorus of desolate voices echoed from the souls, as if traversing the ages, carrying the weight of a thousand years of sorrow.
Li Yunxiao’s face was full of disbelief. He'd heard of cultivators living five or six thousand years, but never of anyone surviving for over ten thousand.
Seeing his gloomy face, the lucky koi grinned broadly, her curved lips unable to hide her cheerfulness.
Chi Dun ran while searching for the losers; as long as there were no marks on their bodies, he’d add a tally to each of them.
The disciple from the Northern Departure Sect looked up, a trace of drool at the corner of his mouth. Seeing the newcomer dressed in another sect’s attire, he quickly wiped his mouth on his sleeve.
Sixteen people raised their weapons in unison, and Lin Han instantly felt an overwhelming force bearing down on him, far beyond what he could withstand.
Luo Tai cried out in panic. He was surrounded by expert guards, but even they were trembling in fear—some even turned to flee.
“Brother, but I just feel it’s not that simple.” Luoluo still couldn’t be happy. She had seen the Scythe Demon that day, and its terrifying form lingered in her mind, impossible to forget.