Volume One, Chapter 39: Maybe I Acted Convincingly? Do You Believe That?

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Who would believe that a child from an ordinary family could borrow one million at any time?
"This..." Ling Zhao thought for a moment. "Fine, I'll let the issue of the source of these large funds pass. Let's just assume you borrowed it."
Ling Zhao did not want to admit he had made a mistake, so he could only offer a perfunctory excuse.
Ye Lin did not want to entangle with them further. He took back his phone and asked, "Can I go now?"
"Not yet. There are other matters we need your cooperation with." Ling Zhao waved his hand, signaling Ye Lin to sit back down.
Ye Lin was completely bewildered. What was this? Was it never going to end?
"Well, it’s like this, Ye Lin. Regarding yesterday's operation, there is one more thing..."

Over the past three days, colorful lights had been constantly streaking across the sky of the Great Wilderness toward the Heavenly Court, while the Wu clan was also busy without pause.
Upon receiving this news, Ye Mingjing let out a soft sigh, then returned to discussing next year's plans with Qi Jing and Xue Ningzhi.
Shalltear sneered and unleashed a silvery-white long spear. However, she did not hurl it at Lian Ye with great force; instead, she let the spear hover on its own and speed off into the air.
Yan Wan had been to that place twice, but she had never seen any excavation equipment there. She wanted to ask more, but the car turned a corner and stopped in front of the gate. The back mountain, usually devoid of human presence, already had an off-road vehicle parked there.

In the middle of the eleventh month of the thirteenth year of Shunzhi, the Empress Dowager wanted to go to Wanchen Temple on the outskirts of the capital to offer incense. As usual, I had to accompany her. Shunzhi had been clinging to me very tightly over the past month. Knowing I was to leave the palace with the Empress Dowager, he inevitably went to plead with her, only to be rebuffed.
After a swirl, the tip of the sword pointed directly at Xu Da. The previously scattered blue sword shadows merged into one, shooting out from the tip again like a petal-shaped sword aura, locking onto Xu Da’s location.
It was her! Listening closely to the Nian lady’s soft murmurs, a myriad of emotions stirred in my heart—there was the expected calmness, as well as an unbelievable shock.
Liao Qizhen said nothing more and finished the wine in his cup. Feeling inspired, he picked up a brush and wrote a farewell poem. Everyone praised it repeatedly, and then a few others, gripped by poetic inspiration, wrote some pieces of their own.
"Haha! Get up! These items are not particularly precious to me! Cultivate diligently!" Lu Fei smiled as he placed the medicinal pills into Black Fiend’s hands, his figure flickering slightly before vanishing from before him.

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The moment Yu Miao-yi turned to pour water, several thoughts flashed through Yu Ziqi's mind, and he finally made up his mind.
As soon as the words fell, a dense, countless crowd of people emerged from the surrounding mist. These people were extremely strange; they were stark naked, each holding a wooden spear, and their faces were devoid of any expression, like those of the dead, as they surrounded the six of them.
What kind of boat makes a good fishing vessel? Zhu Houhuang did not know himself. Since he did not know, he would let those who did handle the matter.
A gust of cold wind blew, and the sound suddenly vanished. The devilish energy covering the lake surface suddenly moved, transforming into a giant hand that reached out to grab Yi directly.
White lightning and golden thunder collided in mid-air, erupting with a sound like a thunderclap.
"How was it? Did you have a good talk with Uncle Zhong?" Zhong Ziyao pulled Lin Yichen to sit down. She could tell from his expression that the conversation had gone well, so she didn't press for details but instead started chattering away.
Clearly, Mingyue, who no longer needed to pretend to pursue Lin Ran to get close to him, had become exceptionally decisive and crisp, losing even a trace of the quiet aura she had shown previously.
"I’m asking you all a question. Are you all mute? Weren't you talking quite enthusiastically just a moment ago?!" Lin Yichen’s impatient voice rang out again.
"Medicinal pills? If there were such things, that would be nice, but for us Ghost Clan people, there is actually something better than pills to help us recover our strength..." Wanzhang said with a wicked grin.
She had no need to change her relationship with the Great Zhou Empire, which was aligned with her family, just because of some suddenly appeared Huo Ziyin.
What kind of place was Devil Island, anyway? Why had he never heard of it before? He felt incredibly curious, but after a while, he returned to his room.
Leaving the Salt Lake, the three of them rested for a while, assessed the situation, and chose a direction to proceed.
Don't forget, this is the Ziyun Secret Realm. How could there be such a normal person here? Besides, the aura fluctuations on his body were very weak; he didn't seem to be an expert at all.
Almost forgot, the final tribulation lightning for forming an infant is the Heart Demon Tribulation, which probes the Daoist heart. It can stir up the deepest memories and delusions in one's heart, testing one's dedication to the Dao. Staring at it directly could pull one into delusions; while not as severe as the person undergoing the tribulation—who might develop a genuine inner demon—it would still affect one's state of mind and cultivation.
When dealing with troublemaking colleagues, the best method is to use company regulations and the authority of the big boss to subdue the monsters.
She blinked and thought carefully, but she truly could not imagine what the scene described by Man Yuesha would look like.

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This sound could never escape Alexandra's ears, and what followed was a series of attacks that tore up several patches of turf on the lawn.
The old man gave a low shout, then slid down along the pillar and ran toward the courtyard gate in a hurry.
"Well, red really suits you. The moment I saw it, I thought it matched you perfectly." After putting it on, Shen Fengnian looked at Ruixue's hand and nodded in praise.
Fu Shiqing had seen this kind of person for the first time in his life, and his handsome face turned green and white with rage, changing colors vividly.
"Good! I thought the great battle would still take some days, but I didn't expect you to be so impatient! Come!" The Great God of Time and Space laughed furiously. As he spoke, he had already charged into the Chaos Sea, standing face to face with the Chaos King—it was a battle of kings, setting the stage for the final showdown.
Lin Han was not in the mood to immerse himself in the new insights brought by his heaven-defying olfactory ability; he bypassed this level and focused all his energy on distinguishing the three strange scents, attempting to continue his investigation.
As for what Fang Yuan was actually doing? Fang Yuan in the God-tier Grave world also had his own ideas. Although the final goal was certainly to challenge the Heavenly Dao of this world, how he would do it and what the process would look like was entirely up to him.
Jin Yun could not stand this the most. Without thinking of any conditions, she swept the wooden box into their arms.
Jin Xianjun was truly bewildered at this moment. He did not know what to do; he didn't even want to go to the Jin family to demand an explanation, let alone argue.
Jin Yun glared at him before examining the surroundings. This was a large cave dwelling; she didn't know what was stuck to the walls, but they were glowing, making the place not dark at all—in fact, it was brighter than candlelight.
Even by utilizing the spirits of plants and trees to give the grass the potential to cultivate, the desired effect still could not be achieved.
Zhang Sulan’s expression seemed somewhat distraught, as if she really did not want to see Ning Wangshu become so powerful, exceeding even her son, Ning Yunhai.
Besides that, Fang Yuan mentioned that he did know of a good place to make money: the Amethyst Mountain Range in Hell. But that place was occupied by the Amethyst Sovereign and her child, Reisjin. Without a well-connected person like Linley to bring him along, the probability of dying there was at least fifty percent! This was also part of the reason he hadn't gone to Hell.