Volume 1, Chapter 58: Creating a Diversion

It was rare for Jiang Ming to open his heart and speak a few words about romance, but Susan instantly switched to business mode instead, leaving him speechless and torn between laughter and tears. He froze for a full few seconds before collecting his wits.

Beneath the dark night, halfway up a towering mountain piercing the clouds, four young cultivators huddled together, whispering furtively as they discussed something. Surprisingly, they wore identical attire with jade hairpins—the quintessential uniform of true successor disciples of the Mount Shu Sect.

The funeral for the old black snake was exceptionally grand. Friends from all four seas, figures from both the underworld and the respectable world, and high-ranking government officials all came to pay their respects, which could be considered a final glory for an underworld boss.

A voice echoed through his mind, and immediately afterward, an extremely violent surge of demonic elemental energy spewed from his arm, which Situ Ping instantly drew into his meridians.

He had also ordered a new batch of inventory, all stored in the club activity room. He heard that the online store had been open for over half a year without selling a single item, and in the end, it was mostly classmates and friends who bought a couple of pieces.

The Water Spirit Fruit was a rare spiritual treasure of heaven and earth. After hundreds of years of blossoming and bearing fruit, it did far more than simply accumulate spiritual energy. More importantly, the growth of every heaven-and-earth spiritual treasure followed specific laws, and it contained insights concerning the laws of the universe—what cultivators referred to as the power of laws.

As Shen Linfeng watched, a flash of inspiration suddenly struck his mind. He grinned broadly, then deployed his lightness skill and sprinted toward the direction of Spring Courtyard.

At this moment, the four of them seemed like children playing and frolicking in the street. One moment they watched someone perform acrobatics, and the next they gathered around to watch wandering martial artists perform street magic. They were truly kept delightfully busy.

Of course, Ye Feng merely held this expectation. In reality, he understood that getting ahold of those design blueprints was nearly impossible, unless Luo Fei could also win over the opponent's core technical personnel, though that was practically out of the question.

Wei Wuya represented the central government in presiding over the farewell ceremony for the "Old Prime Minister." Chang Kongjie did not attend in person, but instead had Wuhen deliver a plaque inscribed with four grand characters: "Matchless National Hero."

Perhaps if things continued at this rate, the burden on his shoulders would only grow heavier. He even had a hunch that when his ancestor appointed him as the honorary elder of the Spirit Beast Sect, it was certainly not intended for him to merely lend a hand when the sect encountered difficulties.

How could it be this spot? It was already rather far from the stage; the music could be heard, but the stars on stage were hardly visible.

"My worthy brother, with such a momentous affair, delaying it for even a few days might make it difficult to give the imperial court an account," Qin Bo felt this was inappropriate.

The thin nightgown draped over her delicate and shapely figure. She could not be considered short, yet standing before Qin Shen...

Her skin was already as fair as snow. Stripped of all those pearl hairpins and ornaments, she possessed even more of the natural beauty of a lotus emerging from clear water, completely devoid of artificial carving.

After all, the gap in status between the two sides had previously been vast. Among ordinary people, how many could treat the powerful and noble with an ordinary state of mind?

Originally, Lu Zhi possessed noble character and high integrity, charging headfirst into the difficult areas while leaving the easier ones to Huangfu Song and Zhu Jun, wholeheartedly serving the country. Yet the current situation left Huangfu Song and Zhu Jun somewhat ashamed.

The composure she displayed facing Madam An in the morning, and every meaningful word she spoke, were the results of her repeatedly pondering and practicing late into the night. To fight this battle, she hadn't slept well at all the previous night. Now that the matter was resolved, exhaustion overwhelmed her.

Jun Xian suddenly looked at him with a serious and earnest expression, yet Li Siming remained as unshakable as a mountain in a storm, showing not the slightest intention of falling for it.

"Mr. Fang, would you like us to come over and help you clean up?" Su Yue remained very polite toward Fang Lei, her major financial benefactor.

If she introduced Mitsuru Igarashi to Shinichi Iwahashi, this friend of hers would gain a chance to get closer to his dream, and she could also strengthen her relationship with Shinichi Iwahashi.