Chapter 131: She Really Is Asking for It

Qiao Jing’s voice grew fainter and fainter, until eventually, she slumped onto Lian Youyou’s lap and fell asleep.

“Jing’er, how did you pass out so quickly?” Lian Youyou laughed, patting Qiao Jing on the back. “Get up, let’s keep drinking!”

Qiao Jing was dead to the world, completely intoxicated.

With Qiao Jing out, Lian Youyou continued to drink by herself. After who knows how many more cups, she too finally succumbed to the alcohol and collapsed onto the carpet.

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The next morning, the nanny came to wake Qiao Jing, knocking on the door for a long time without receiving an answer. Afraid to enter the room without permission, she went to report the situation to Mrs. Qiao.

As soon as Mrs. Qiao pushed the door open, she was hit by a wave of stale alcohol and the sight of the chaotic room, which left her...

The stone lion was three meters tall and weighed at least two or three thousand pounds. After ‘Yi’ lowered his body, he slowly opened his arms. His arm span was equal to his height. Since the stone lion was three meters tall but only two meters wide, the sturdy man was able to lift it horizontally with ease.

Under normal circumstances, Regnar would never have killed these two bandits out of hand. But for some reason, over the past month, he had been plagued by a bloodthirsty desire. Torturing the two bandits was not just a means to extract information, but also a way to vent his frustrations.

He Yanyan was plain-looking, with a short, stout build and a flat, boyish figure. At that time, department stores in the city already sold brassieres, but rural women still wore simple cotton undershirts.

Although Smoker could not compare to the three great Marine Admirals, he was still an important pillar of the Navy’s future.

If it weren’t for the faint beating of Koldak’s heart, they would have almost assumed he was dead.

However, Chen Qing did not continue up the stairs. Instead, carrying his suitcase, he followed the long corridor on the second floor until he reached room 206.

Customers who had drunk too much were the most prone to impulsive spending. With a little coaxing, regardless of their state, they could be persuaded to spend large sums of money on various entertainments—in short, they were the perfect candidates to be fleeced.

“Good, good, good. Our Shuang’er is strong and healthy, immune to all illnesses,” Yan Luo laughed as well. For his daughter, he would not hesitate to kill thousands of young girls; this showed that while he was cold-hearted, his doting love for his precious daughter knew no bounds.

The wine at Snowfall Pavilion made people feel hotter the more they drank, to the point of sweating, yet Xiong Ti’s heart grew colder and colder, a hundred times colder than the snow outside the window.

And there was also Smoker, the Marine Captain who, despite being a Marine, ate and lived with pirates, and even allowed them to help him with his training.

Conversely, the auction house’s demand, coupled with their claim of waiving the intermediary commission, was not without its own hidden benefits.

“Now that your identity as the successor of the Martial Emperor has been exposed, it brings you advantages, but it also places you in greater danger. At the very least, the Demon Race has begun to take notice of you,” Chi Lu said slowly.

The seal of the Pure World Chapter had not yet been fully consolidated, and the Soul Society could not spare the manpower to deal with the Bounts right now. Once the Bounts obtained the Pure World Chapter, the consequences would be unthinkable.

To destroy all the laws that had existed since the ancient era—as long as the wills of those ancient gods still remained, even in the slightest remnant, the Trial Scripture would not truly belong to him.

Half a month later, Ye Shang finished consolidating and organizing his cultivation. He had successfully and solidly stabilized his cultivation at the peak of the second level of the Venerable stage.

Zhou Li was naturally gifted and intelligent, so he couldn't help but wonder why legends of the Saint level circulated throughout the Great Chu Dynasty, yet no one had ever actually seen a Saint.

Moreover, although this object possessed a unique magical power, it was only on par with a top-tier demonic artifact and was of little use to him. Even if he won it at auction, he could at most use it for reference and research.

With a soft sound, devoid of any grand fanfare, the Void Python—which had been raging with monstrous ferocity—shattered into powder and vanished into thin air as the Battle King Ship gave a slight jolt.

“So this is the Inner Hall. It’s not quite what I imagined,” Han Li muttered to himself.