Volume One, Chapter 46: The Arrest Hall of Yuanzhou

Zhao Kuangyun fulfilled his gentleman's pledge by altering the agreement to protect Xie Zheng for a full decade.

A decade!
How many years does a person even have in their prime?
For this so-called wager, Zhao Kuangyun staked ten years of his life on Xie Zheng. This was no longer a losing business venture; it was like a stubborn plaster stuck to one's skin, impossible to shake off no matter how hard one tried.
Zhao Kuangyun was simply too obstinate!

Upon seeing Qin Ming arrive, Manager Liao quickly set down the ledger in his hands and stepped forward to greet him with a smile.

When establishing the Black Dragon Corporation, he had already instructed Zhu Zheng to apply to the school for founding a baseball club, and all procedures and paperwork were entirely legal.

He initially felt his subordinates were being somewhat alarmist, but what he had just witnessed truly shocked him. Well-traveled and experienced as he was, he had to admit that Qin Jiang's grand entrance possessed an overwhelming aura.

Zhong Chu's face flushed instantly. Having risen to his current position, he was certainly no fool and immediately realized that his words made no sense whatsoever. To put it bluntly, he was only bringing humiliation upon himself, and under such circumstances, there was truly no need for him to maintain any pretense of courtesy.

Yet, it was not until he came behind the mountain and gazed upon the half-grown spiritual rice with beast-tooth grains thriving in Qin Ming's spiritual field...

Hearing gossip behind people's backs felt unprincipled, a fact he was well aware of. Realizing that the group had not come to make trouble for them, everyone heaved a sigh of relief.

Based on his memories, he accurately selected three types of spiritual plants and then entered the cultivation and nurturing phase.

As he spoke, he leaned in as if to caress my cheek. I tilted my face away, and his hand froze mid-air as the atmosphere abruptly chilled.

In truth, had Old Zhu not been around, Qin Yao would have undoubtedly chosen someone like Du Shiniang or a courtesan.

Rewards: 20 points of soul essence for completing the task, 2 points added to intelligence attributes, and a copy of the temporary base coordinate map of the Tapura star vanguard fleet in the solar system.

"Enough! Say no more, let us think of other ways instead." Qiu Ming's expression turned grim, and Tian Qing remained silent as well, his suppressed anger palpable to all. With the four of them still unable to come up with a viable solution, they simply gathered at the foot of the mountain, reluctant to leave.

"Did you really catch wild sea cucumbers? Don't try to pull my leg; I can tell the difference between wild and farmed ones at a glance." Zhou Hai walked over as he spoke.

However, these silicon-based lifeforms had only just learned to use tools—specifically, weapons fashioned from modified natural glass.

On the way herding the sheep back home, he tested the clone and discovered that A-Qing's avatar possessed a much higher degree of independence than the physical deity.

Furthermore, the Margaret mentioned in his words was none other than the Iron Lady, the Prime Minister of that era, and the Iron Lady had indeed visited China back then.

"Hardships are themselves a form of cultivation. Enduring some trials may not necessarily be a bad thing for you." It was easy for the Asura True Blood to speak so lightly while standing unaffected.

Robert's thin lips were pressed tightly together as he stared fixedly at Qin Fei. If looks could kill, Qin Fei would have been reduced to ashes by now.

Running wildly all the way, they were just about to reach the town entrance when Du Feng and his two companions abruptly slammed on the brakes. Fan Zhong was already waiting for them ahead at the entrance.

This growth rate was nearly equivalent to the progress the physical deity could achieve by continuously practicing the Black Sun Demon Scripture in Mercury's orbit for an entire week.

Someone made a move, throwing a punch at the person beside them. Spiritual energy surged around the fist, clearly signaling that they meant business.

Though surprised that Shazhu had finally figured things out, Zhang Jianong did not mind buttering him up a bit, considering that He Yuzhu had spoken up for him earlier.

Yan Bugui wore an anxious expression, his eyes as red as a rabbit's. The moment he stepped through the door, he began clamoring and tried to pull Zhang Jiadong outside.

Ah, according to Fusu's revelations, if it weren't for his shock of white hair, his father would have looked even more youthful than he did. In short, the laziest father and son in the world were both trying to pass the buck of royal duty—one insisted on abdicating, while the other refused to accept. In a fit of anger, Fusu simply ran away from home.

"Hey, Yin Jianchen, your son is performing a duel of magic, why aren't you going to help him out? Look at them, they are all people from the Moon Prayer Cult. You must have heard of the Moon Prayer Cult, right? There are far too many secrets wrapped up in your son, even harboring the ancient Hongni Primordial Mansion," Yinxiang leered from the side, deliberately stoking the flames.