Chapter 47

The sun was already high in the sky, and He Qiaoxin had even started yawning from listening, yet no one had come up with a decent solution. Among them, old rivals Hu Ying and Liu Ming were arguing fiercely.

After all, his identity as a member of the Uchiha clan was somewhat sensitive, and Sarutobi had deliberately avoided the various major clans within the village when handling this matter. To meddle rashly would likely invite suspicion.

Ever since entering the game and growing stronger, Aoteng had been approached by numerous factions in reality.

Narukami Yu nodded in polite gratitude and stepped through the door; however, even so, this uninvited guest could not win the master's favor.

Therefore, Su Mu chose to conceal himself, watching with curiosity as Xi underwent her first reincarnation under the wheel of samsara.

It was not that Ye Mo was cruel; rather, the mouse spirit was simply too difficult to control. Without resorting to this method, it would be hard to make it obediently listen.

Just when Morgana thought Xueyi was about to report some more nonsense, Xueyi delivered the best news Morgana had heard in a long time.

After finishing these tasks, the other ingredients needed for noon had not yet been delivered by the various vendors and stall owners.

Stepping out of the stone hut, Aoteng wore an excited expression, for his news had won the leader's approval.

Quite a few market vendors were among the crowd. Taking advantage of the lull when shoppers were sparse, they came over to grab a quick breakfast to satisfy their cravings.

Long Cheng stood half with his back to the camera, while Zhao Ya lunged forward, flashing a smile at the lens. As a result, as long as they avoided shooting Long Cheng's stiff, corpse-like face, the difficulty plummeted drastically.

Seeing him like this, 111 couldn't be bothered to keep playing games and instead guided him to open the wrist-worn watch-style pad that did nothing besides make annoying noises.

Wang Qiangdong probably never imagined that this young man would be so persistent, maintaining his resolve even after being mocked and ridiculed by him.

With three days left until the Spring Festival, the family went on a massive shopping spree for New Year goods, packing both cars to the brim.

The figure behind seemed to be gradually falling behind, their footsteps also slowing down. Ling Long panted slightly, prompting Lu Huanong to slow her pace as well.

Xiahou Yu frowned. She had never heard of the Zhen family's caravan being stopped by the guards, and she had a vague premonition that leaving the city smoothly tonight might not be possible.

"It's run by Tan Chen, the son of Tan Songwang, the wealthiest man in our county," Li Yanran rattled off familiarly.

The shattered bell was picked up. Having walked back only a short distance, Wen Baiyu came to a halt.

Huo Ning's entire consciousness had been captured by the merman before her. She felt as though everything else in the world ceased to exist, leaving only the face that filled her entire mind, and those eyes as blue as the deep sea.

Though the time he spent being struck by lightning felt as long as years, the scene of fighting side by side felt as if it had happened only yesterday, still vivid in his mind.

Tens of thousands of phoenix feathers shuttled back and forth through the air, but when they struck the protective aura around Lin Leping, they had no effect at all.

Was the Jinglan Dynasty imprisoning this ancient and mysterious race here in order to extort the whereabouts of the divine artifact?

Within a mere ten seconds, Huang Di unleashed all his damaging skills, bombarding the Frost Dragon simultaneously.

In the end, it was only after he offered several times the usual price that the other party agreed to come, though no fixed time was set.

The three-story pharmacy was a place for injured clansmen to heal, as well as a repository for elixirs and medicinal herbs, located in the west-central part of the Mao family estate. In a healing room on the third floor, Mao Rui, who had been brought back, lay on the bed, occasionally trembling slightly. The patriarch sat cross-legged beside Mao Rui, holding his right hand to examine him.

"Has Qin Feng still not come out? Do you guys know what's going on with him?" Deng Qiming asked with a furrowed brow.

"Alright, let's go to a stronger bar." Qin Feng thought for a moment. Originally, he didn't feel like drinking, but seeing Wu Congjie in such high spirits, he didn't have the heart to dampen his mood, so he figured he would just exercise some restraint once they started drinking.

"Who is it?" Yizhu asked angrily. Struggling, she turned her head back, and a face as handsome as the moon entered her vision. Just as she was about to speak, she caught the gloominess lurking in the depths of his eyes, and the words she wanted to say choked in her throat.

Tianze was overjoyed. Ignoring his meal, he, together with Zhuge Xuanji and Old Man Yun, entered the underground chamber beneath the lake.

Now, given Garp's physical constitution, the Mad Green Particles could not yet take his life, but barring an antidote, the stiffness and functional degradation already appearing in various parts of his body would not fade. Moreover, the longer he remained exposed to the Mad Green Particles, the more severe these ailments would become.

Just as he had anticipated, it wasn't long before a very faint sound came from outside, followed by a wisp of spiritual sense probing into his bedroom. The moment it made contact with his body, it instantly withdrew; if one weren't paying close attention, they would have simply mistaken it for a passing breeze.

The entire East King Island had plunged into a state of panic. With the old island lord presiding over it, although it could not be called a place of peace and prosperity, there was at least stability, and no need to worry about the slaughter of external forces. But now, with the old island lord—that pillar of strength—gone, could East King Island still be held?

"I'm really fine. I didn't do anything illegal, and I didn't do anything drastic," Uncle Liu asked dubiously.

A alarmed and angry Du Li quickly withdrew his sword, neutralizing the force, and instead thrust forward with another lightning-fast sword strike.

Lin Xiaofeao was also stunned in place, his mind somewhat blank, never expecting that fellow Wangcai would suddenly recover his strength and directly declare a challenge to the Demon God.

"There are a few crooked minds down in Yunnan trafficking drugs using sorcery, and Longhushan asked me to go over and help investigate," Zhen Feng said, biting down on a cigarette.

"Is there something the matter, Section Chief Cui? It's so late," Kim Taeyeon replied ungraciously, her words laced with thorns.

Bufan had basically completed the fundamental work, but considering the flexible development of the new system, he specifically defined the concept of "Form" and roughly categorized them based on it.

"Indeed. Back then, the Duchess of Yingguo wanted to act as the matchmaker," Prince Yu said, recalling how the Duchess of Liangguo had served as the auspicious matron for the Duchess of Yingguo, and the two families enjoyed close ties. If Song Yun were indeed to unite with Liang Ruolin, forging a marital alliance between the Song and Liang families, the Crown Prince's faction would become even more impregnable.