Volume 1, Chapter 39: The Medicine Is in Gu Changning’s Room

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Initially, they only intended to recruit Qiu Guodong into their gang, employing a gesture of offering help in a time of need. Unexpectedly, after the matter escalated, the cowardly Huang family lost their nerve and took the initiative to extend an olive branch, even offering Qiu Guodong the position of head of the security department, which only served to inflate the gang’s ambitions.

Cao Wumiao felt as if he had discovered a new world—or perhaps the news simply shocked him. He moved the stool he usually reserved for times before the furnace was lit, sat between the two, and demanded an answer with wide, staring eyes.

Lan Duo, trailing behind Lan Feng, knew that Yin Enhao was highly likely to pass the ball to Lan Feng, so he played a clever trick, deliberately lagging a beat behind Lan Feng.

Wuming was frantically taking on missions to earn points, leaving the task of collecting these medicinal herbs to Deng Shuixin and Yang Wenjun. Since Wuming had entrusted all his points to them, they were responsible for purchasing the herbs on their list whenever anyone put them up for sale.

Mu Zhu: Mingyue is right; I truly believe in retribution. Having made too many enemies in this life and committed heinous deeds, I ended up drawing my sword to end my own life at the age of twenty-four.

Liang Zhi: What is there to estimate? It is a fact. It has been passed down for hundreds of years; the old are just slow-witted.

"Old man, I’ve been meaning to ask you, what exactly is this Red Impermanence?" Lin Kun asked while swinging his shovel, slowly digging a hole. He had never done farm work before, and this feeling of returning to nature was quite marvelous.

The power he was unleashing at full force could not suppress Wuming for long, and like a punctured ball, his energy began to wither and deflate.

As he spoke, Kaneki Ken, gradually realizing he was lying on a comfortable sofa, furrowed his brows and continued his questioning.

Meanwhile, the police outside seemed to hear movement within. Someone near the door reached out and pulled, only to find it was locked.

Although she described her battle with the Spirit-Devouring Ghost Venerable with understatement, that was simply due to her reserved nature; she did not care for unnecessary words.

Yun Fan ignored the dying whale sea beast, retracted his sword light, and turned into a white rainbow that shot away.

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Like the four-armed demon ape, the demon baboon is another evolutionary form of the demon ape zombie, generally ranking as a solid Grade A zombie. Moreover, compared to other types of zombies, the demon baboon possesses a relatively higher level of intelligence.

Completely devouring the attacks of the gale, Li Yunchen once again closed in on Zhu Tao and the black-robed alchemist, the suction force becoming even more terrifying. The gale, under its pull, was already restive; had it not been for the black-robed alchemist’s desperate control, it would have long been sucked into the black vortex.

Although he had spent a long time in the Blood Axe Sect, he had never had the opportunity to visit the immortal slave quarters. Having followed them into the Posuo Lake, and now on the verge of stepping into the Posuo Gate, he was exceptionally excited. The Posuo Gate was the most powerful sect in the Profound Star Realm, and logically, it should house the largest number of immortal slaves.

Before the three could organize their next attack, the boss’s body shuddered, emitting a series of crisp cracking sounds, after which the frost covering its body shattered, and it regained its mobility.

"The Crown Prince’s mansion lost something—what does that have to do with me? Why shouldn't I laugh?" Xiao Wuxie didn't care at all, lying back on the bed and crossing his legs, clearly in a good mood.

"These potions are for sale, 500 spiritual stone units per bottle. The red ones are for healing wounds, and the blue ones are for restoring spiritual power. They all know this; you just need to handle the collection of payments," Ling Xiao said.

"Brother, who on earth is he? I think we should just hand the person over..." Fu Yuexia finally felt afraid; the power displayed by the Soul-Breaking Mace had shattered all her pride.

Ling Xiao pondered, pulling up various files. This matter likely wasn't the work of the Gu family. Tian Fu and the others had arrived in Latu City with Feng Mo, but now their whereabouts were unknown. Where could they have gone?

"Yan Yan, why aren't you going inside instead of standing here in the wind?" An Yichen, having stepped out to take out the trash, saw her standing dazed under the streetlight and walked over in surprise.

Yet, whenever they were alone, he would flash these smiles as if they cost nothing, often leaving her heart racing. She truly suspected he was doing it on purpose! Was he trying to use a honey trap to keep her working for him long-term?

Having experienced so many mission worlds, she had mastered many skills, and culinary arts were just one of them—and she was exceptionally good at it.

Zhuang Xinyan couldn't help but clench his fists, as if he didn't, he would reach out and pinch her cheeks the next second. He was quite astonished by this impulse.

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Furthermore, he issued an order that, aside from himself, the Grand Princess Mingde, and the necessary cleaning staff, no one else was to enter the Baoyuan Hall without authorization.

Le Qing looked at An Ping. Ten taels of silver wasn't a huge sum, but with their family having just bought land, their available cash was tight; they were currently using the five hundred taels their older sister had sent back last time. However, knowing their father's temperament, he was never one to fuss over such things, and since this concerned Le Rong’s lifelong happiness, their father would certainly provide the money.

The makeup artist and Sun Mo dared not speak again. The makeup artist immediately lowered her head to apply makeup for Nan Shu. Previously, she had thought Nan Shu was merely indifferent, but now she sensed that Nan Shu was someone not to be trifled with.

"Mother, how is Yan'er?" Tianxing knew there was no avoiding it, so he didn't try, asking directly about Yan'er's condition.

Just a moment ago they said there was no one around, and now someone had arrived. Zhilou hurriedly pushed Shang away, awkwardly adjusting her clothes.

It was now night, and the autumn night on the prairie was not refreshing, but rather carried a biting chill—a chill that emanated from within and permeated the hearts of the Mengluo soldiers.

The man hadn't finished his sentence when, upon seeing the image on the video, his tone shifted, becoming somewhat incoherent. There was only a burst of cursing that even he himself didn't believe, while his eyes lit up.

Since the Japanese captives had taken the bait, Li Feng did not hesitate. Before the auctioneer could speak, he began his bid, though he dared not raise it too aggressively for fear of scaring the captives off with too much force.

Yet, helpless and unable to suppress the anger in his heart, he returned to the Yunmeng Pavilion and began venting his rage and humiliation on one girl after another.