Volume 1, Chapter 33: The Providers of Livelihood

Wen Yang’s expression shifted from dazed to bewildered; it took her a long while to process what it meant to say that lusting after his body was also acceptable.

She tentatively asked, "Are you looking to have a friends-with-benefits arrangement with me?"

Friends with benefits?

Pei Yanchuan’s expression turned somewhat unnatural. He squinted his eyes, casting a faint, brooding glance at her. "If that’s how you want to interpret it... then fine."

All along, Ye Lengfeng’s attitude toward Ouyang Feifei had been ambiguous. Primarily, it was because Ye Lengfeng did not want to make a promise he couldn't keep, as that would only cause Ouyang Feifei heartache.

Before the three monsters could even react, Isabella’s golden hair transformed into tough ropes and lethal weapons.

"A single ladle of the River of Forgetfulness?" Haotian whispered softly at last. At this moment, he seemed to realize the origin of this black-water river. "Of all the three thousand waters, I shall take but a single ladle to drink." Recalling the Emperor’s deep, heavy sigh, a wave of sorrow welled up in Haotian’s heart.

She straightened her spine and sat upright in her chair, gazing sternly at Wan Qing, ready to hold him accountable.

From then on, he would bring her all sorts of fruits from home, many of which she had never seen before. Whenever she praised one for being delicious, there would be more the next day.

She clenched her hand and pulled; blood surged even more violently. Lijiang’s lips turned pale as she slowly opened her eyes.

A faint light swirled beneath his feet, lifting him up. With his left hand behind his back and his right hand formed into a palm, he struck forward. A tidal wave of spiritual energy gathered frantically from all directions, and a scroll radiating yellow and red light hovered in the air two meters before his palm.

I estimated that the distance to where Xu Qian had fainted was not far, but because of the dimness of the night in the forest and the thick canopy of trees, I could not tell exactly how much further we had to go.

Everyone standing in the dressing room was dumbfounded, staring at Ye Lengfeng with wide eyes, never having dreamed that he was truly the one who had just struck Long Wei.

To say nothing else, the production of even the most basic firearms was over ten million per day, and bullets were being manufactured in the tens and hundreds of billions.

A catastrophe is coming, and no one can guarantee that this world is safe; everything will far exceed everyone’s expectations.

No wonder Su Ruotong said this was baked. After taking a bite, the coconut flakes on the surface of the daifuku were actually crispy! Moreover, the fragrance of the coconut had been completely released during the baking process.

After working all morning, everyone stayed in their seats at noon, and someone soon came over to deliver light meals.

Consequently, the City Lord followed the instructions to the letter, calling in his trusted aides and emphasizing repeatedly: "Do you hear me? You must handle the matter I’ve entrusted to you properly, understand? Absolutely no violence, get it?"

The two of them chased each other like that until everyone grew weary of watching. What on earth was Luo Sheng doing? It was clear the other man couldn't catch him, so why wouldn't he use his full strength to attack?

After turning off the lights, I tossed and turned in bed. It wasn't that I was worried about the resentful sores on my body, but rather that our current situation was truly vexing. Still, being vexed was useless; life had to go on. Although I hadn't moved much over the past two days, it had been mentally exhausting, and eventually, I drifted off to sleep without realizing it.

Watching the two men bury their heads and devour their food as if they were starving ghosts reincarnated, Bai Xuan couldn't help but smile helplessly, then sat opposite them and began to eat slowly.

Lin Chen wiped the corner of his mouth, watching as Xing Conglian walked past Huang Ze and Jiang Zhe as if he hadn't seen them at all, coming straight to him.

The unity of man and heaven, combined with the unity of heaven and man, and then merging heaven and earth into man—that was the limit of what could be achieved at present.

Gongyi Zhengmao looked distressed. At this moment, even if he were asked to kneel, he would do so willingly to exchange for the lives of the ten Yongya clans.

She had been two years behind Wizard Paro and had failed to take first place in the freshman inter-district competition that year, receiving only six months of access to a medium-sized laboratory.