Volume One, Chapter 47: Allowing Her to Sweep Here Was Already a Mark of Favor

"What? Unused to your own family's property?" Wang Chao teased.

Although the Wang family only had one son, they did not hold the traditional view that all family assets must be passed down exclusively to the male heir. According to Ye Lin's maternal grandfather, a greater share should even be given to Ye Lin's mother.

As for Wang Chao, being a man, he could start his own business and make his own money.

Consequently, Wang Chao was somewhat neglected at home—loved neither by his father nor his mother. Coupled with the absolute dominance of his elder sister, he had no choice but to hang out with Ye Lin.

The grand lobby was bustling with people coming and going, all of them elites dressed in glamorous attire, walking briskly without stopping.

Therefore, in this world, if one wishes to obtain anything...

Shen Qingshuang carried her medicine box to his bedside and sat down, noticing that although his gaze carried caution, he did not dodge away.

The rows of wooden cabins here had fallen into disrepair over the years; their roofs were utterly ruined and the structures were rotting, emitting a foul, putrid odor into the air.

Although Lin Yu himself had only recently emerged from the aerospace center, manufacturing spacecraft and inspecting spacecraft were actually two entirely different tasks. Many testing instruments were beyond Lin Yu's operational skills, so the satellite inspection had to be entrusted to a professional team.

The Liu woman went into the room to fetch fine white flour. The kitchen only had coarse grain, which could not be made into noodles; at least some white flour had to be mixed in.

Returning to the manor, the moment Shen Qingshuang stepped into the courtyard, she saw three heads lined up, looking at her under the dim candlelight.

Meanwhile, down on the stage, facing the clan elders who had come to test him, Yun Fei brushed them off one by one with extremely perfunctory answers.

Shadow nodded, took a deep breath, and led them out of the thicket, walking with large strides toward the sacrificial altar.

Although those male angels appeared completely defenseless, she still did not let down her guard in the slightest.

All the Chinese people present glared angrily at the outspoken American academician. Lin Yu felt the same, but constrained by etiquette, he could do nothing.

Guarding the money-spinner that was the Elysium Pavilion allowed one to acquire massive amounts of gold and silver, as well as all kinds of luxurious pleasures. Why go through the exhausting effort of producing counterfeit banknotes?

Meanwhile, Ancestor Moyun stood there as his soaring sword intent surged straight into the clouds, churning the heavenly tribulation clouds above into endless turmoil. This action seemed to anger the tribulation clouds; bolts of lightning instantly began to flash across the yet-unconsolidated clouds.

At first, Che Yu and Su Chunxiao both thought this was simply a routine act of retaliation and harassment by an ex-boyfriend.

Everyone nodded in agreement, then quickly returned to their respective positions to continue the journey. However, the donkey cart moved at a painfully slow pace; at this leisurely speed, it would take several hours to reach the graveyard. On the other hand, Li Xiuxiu was driving a sedan, which could never fit such a large coffin, so she could only silently drive along behind them.

The three men subdued Li Chuan in just a few seconds, then bound his hands behind his back with plastic zip ties.

Muyun Zhi sighed and dropped the subject. It was impossible to reason with Su Jinniang about such matters; this girl was stubbornly dogmatic and endlessly obstinate.

At this moment, these words falling into Cang Muxue's ears sounded truly terrifying. Merely an avatar possessed the strength of the Saint realm. Wouldn't the true body be defying the heavens itself?

Thus, through the tacit cooperation of the two factions—no, three factions—the fully ripened white jade bones of the full moon night were completely harvested. There were twenty-three in total, or twenty-four if counting the one taken away by Chu Mo.

Nan Zhiqiang's attitude was not unexpected. Holding the name card, Ye Zhenzhen looked at the trash can nearby and suddenly felt a moment of hesitation. Throwing this card in felt as if she were discarding the young woman's sincere gesture.

On the very first day of the holiday, snow began to flutter down over Beijing. Nan Zhiqiang and Zhenzhen, who had originally planned to drive back to their hometown, temporarily changed their minds.

There were also reporters from several Deqing media outlets at the banquet scene. Witnessing this scene, the reporters were deeply moved and spontaneously raised their cameras, continuously taking pictures of Dongfang Yuuyan.

As soon as Huoling uttered these words, everyone present was startled. A madman—this guy was absolute madman! Without reaching the corresponding tier, how could one fight opponents of a higher rank while bearing immense pressure?

Other insurgent soldiers also gave thumbs-up, praising Tang Qingying as extraordinary. Heroes have emerged from youth since ancient times; when she grows up, she would surely become a Grand Viceroy like Zhou Yu of the Three Kingdoms.

The moment Ah Dai started running, we naturally followed. But just as the few of us ran to the middle of the alley, Weiwei appeared at the far end holding a stick.

"Tsk tsk, do you really hold my Undying Sword Emperor in such contempt?" Jian Yang's eyes grew cold, and an earth-shattering sword Qi surged upward into the void, tearing the firmament apart as a massive beam of light slashed horizontally, fiercely sweeping across the body of the thousand-foot giant bird.

The next moment, Leng Yan felt as though she had plunged into an ice cellar, her entire body freezing cold. Even though she herself practiced ice-attribute spiritual arts, this chill felt capable of freezing spacetime itself, making her feel as though she had been completely encased in ice.

"Old grandpa, I don't want the prize money; I just want to fight this young lady again," Xia Xiyue said stubbornly.

With a loud "boom...", Zhuo Nan's right fist smashed fiercely into Jiaoteng's right fist. Immediately after, a continuous sound of "crack, crack" rang out. Starting from the fingertips at the very front, all the bones in Jiaoteng's right arm fractured completely. Instantly, his right arm hung limply from his shoulder like a pendulum that had lost all control.

"It must be this fellow," the old man said fiercely, looking up at the sky full of fire. For the first time, such intense murderous intent appeared in his eyes. If the guy named Ma Shengnan were in front of him right now, he would undoubtedly capture him at all costs and torture him to death.

Yuan Feng found it hard to imagine just how formidable Old Man Shi truly was, to be able to turn over a hundred villagers into mere human leather overnight in a single night. At the same time, he finally understood why Old Man Chen had left in such anxious haste.

A faint voice came from my mouth as I looked with growing interest at the old ginger-head in front of me. This fellow was bald and looked to be around forty years old. Most importantly, I actually noticed several scars on his head.

Amidst the vast ruins, Jiaocheng relied entirely on Jinbao to prop up the debris. A small gap was left at the spot where she was; the blood on her collarbone had already dried, but she had no time to clean it. Right now, she could only flip Huo Chenghua over to check the injury on his back. Not looking was fine, but at a single glance, Jiaocheng was startled.

"What happened? Who called the police?" Two police officers stepped out of the vehicle and, following standard protocol, began routine questioning.

Just moments ago, the host had informed her that as of 6:00 PM tonight, her ranking had risen continuously, finally locking in at eleventh place.

Naturally, at this moment, he sensed three powerful auras approaching him. These three powerful auras were by no means weak, easily rivaling his previous self and Jiang Yifei.

"Bring something up with you; I want to crave the sugar-roasted chestnuts from Cross Street," Jiaocheng swallowed, her mouth watering. "Chenghua says he wants some too, so he told me you'll be back a bit later. Remember to bring some along later. We're in room XXX. I'll hang up for now." With that, Jiaocheng ended the call.

Celestial Strategist took it and glanced at it, instantly understanding its implication. Without a doubt, at this moment, even he felt a trace of terror.