033 The Spirit Spring Water Can Only Be Used by Them

The manager in charge of the e-commerce project was methodically presenting the overall business plan.

Master Jin nodded. With a wave of his hand, Brother Santu also nodded, went into a bedroom to retrieve a black leather suitcase, and tossed it onto the bed. After unzipping it, he dumped the contents onto the sofa; with a series of sharp clatters, five black objects fell out—they were guns.

Arriving not far from Number 76, Yuan Jianfeng instructed the driver to stop the car. He gazed at the family residential area nearby, which was already shrouded in darkness; his own lights had long since been extinguished. Looking at the familiar building, a sudden sense of melancholy washed over Yuan Jianfeng. It had been so many days, and he wondered how Xia Zhiping was faring.

"No need for that. Just open a void passage leading to the Yu Family’s Profound Realm and take us to Nanming Province."

Mo Wuxie sensed the assassin's sword energy intensifying. His own soft, feminine sword energy suddenly retracted, employing the technique of using four ounces to deflect a thousand pounds. With a subtle inward softening, his long sword bent into an uncanny arc before snapping straight, skillfully deflecting the assassin's blade.

As time slowly passed, one formation after another was broken, and Xing Wuming and his companions seemed to be closing in on Xia Qi.

However, there was something that pleased Li Yuan. Just as he was fully committed to felling the four mechs, his optical computer sent an alert, informing him of a leak in a mech’s energy cell that could be used to replenish his own reserves.

Mo Wuxie glanced at the undulating complex of buildings and sneered. With such a commotion, Mo Huaigu could not possibly be unaware. If he remained hidden, there were two possibilities: either he wanted to test Mo Wuxie’s strength, or he simply did not want his family to return.

Tang Cenling’s eyes flashed with a piercing light upon witnessing this, though he immediately suppressed it. While this application of teleportation was slightly unrefined, it was clear that Chen Xuanwu had already gained some insight into the laws of space.

King Chandan had originally been shifting his focus toward them, and after Mo Wuxie’s ambiguous finger-pointing, he immediately turned his suspicion into certainty. This was the decisiveness of a clan leader.

Faced with this version of Chi Weiran, Lu Qingshan felt somewhat helpless; she seemed different from the woman he once knew.

Cuixiang suddenly spat out a mouthful of foul-smelling blood. Her eyes, nose, mouth, and ears began to bleed black blood.

If she had become pregnant while she was still in love with Mu Jinglong, she surely would have been overjoyed. But under the current circumstances, what use was a child to her?

Sunlight fell upon his silver-white hair, draping him in a hazy halo, and the gemstone stud in his right ear made him look untamable.

Now that she had Yun Ni’s prescription, she thought she would take a nap during the day and see how effective it was after taking it at night.

"No need. I can see that you held back earlier, so I won't kill you." He Xiang patted the old man’s chest, his voice raspy and highly incongruous with his youthful appearance.

Assistant Lin had been with Nan Mochen for three years. Beyond their professional relationship, they were also good friends. Since he didn't care for Li Yin, he didn't mind helping him out.

Since he had been discovered, he had no choice but to go back and face his father’s cane, and ask his father to help him cover the lie.

Today, Ling Xiao and the others didn't say much, seemingly viewing the scene as mere bystanders.

The winds of public opinion online were fickle. Mu Shi usually didn't pay much attention to such things, but as soon as he logged onto Weibo and saw others talking about Jiaojiao this way, he couldn't help but reply.

Seeing that it was Ye Dong, Hu Jian looked at them both and nodded, as if he had conjured up some scenario in his own mind.

I went to the kitchen to find a knife, grabbed a cutting board, and then walked outside the main hall with an empty flowerpot.

Liusha wanted to smooth out the furrow in Miao Yi’s brow, but her strength was fading. Unable to resist the effects of the potion, Liusha slipped into unconsciousness.

In his previous life, Ye Dong had harbored a secret crush on Lin Lifang. Now that life had begun anew, he still loved her; after all, it was a first love that was impossible to forget.

Clutching two grenades in his hands, he let out a roar and threw them toward the Japanese soldiers.

In just two short years, Chen Mu had truly succeeded in his startup, only to forget Xu Yuxin entirely.

In the financial industry, one must be a masterful short-seller who is cunning and possesses great foresight.

Seeing a man in his thirties, a soldier of iron character, with tears streaming down his face, Bai Haoqiang felt as if he had been struck a heavy blow.

Then, Jiang Wan opened the cage. Throughout every step, she had not shown the slightest hint of panic.

It turned out that the Nationalist Army’s mission to suppress the bandits was merely a formality; they just delivered some supplies and called it a day.

The three elders poured their focus and spiritual power into the pagoda. Even if their divine sense could detect Ye Xingchen’s approach, they could not spare the effort to deal with him. The pressure from the Xuanming Pagoda ahead was mounting, evident from the force of the Qilin’s impact.

A cold, ghostly claw rested on his shoulder. Those long, thin, sinister fingers brushed against Yang Long’s cheek.

The ratio of low-grade spirit stones to medium-grade spirit stones was ten thousand to one. In other words, ten thousand low-grade spirit stones were barely equal to one medium-grade spirit stone. And one hundred medium-grade spirit stones were equal to one million low-grade spirit stones.

Tian Xinyu hesitated, seemingly wanting to say something, but not knowing where to begin. She could only keep her thoughts buried deep within her heart.