Chapter 53 Do I Need to Investigate My Own Home?

After finishing reading, Gu Xiaomai felt that these mandatory duties were not particularly difficult, save for a single condition:
To reclaim at least half an acre of new arable land each year until the total cultivated area reached half of the entire territory.
This requirement might be easy to fulfill in the initial years, but later on, it would become impossible for a lord to accomplish alone unless the chosen territory was exceptionally small.
However, those were matters to ponder for the future; worrying about them now was of no avail.
Now, regarding this territorial plan—
"What the hell—what kind of place is this? Why is it even laid with such luxurious velvet carpeting?" A dirt-covered Troll didn't even bother to clean off the soil clinging to him before he was utterly stunned by the "luxury configuration" pressed beneath him.
Yun Tian, who had just breathed a slight sigh of relief, felt a sudden tightness in his chest upon hearing the voice of the Yun family ancestor. Recalling Yu Yang's parting smile, his expression shifted continuously.
Lu Yong ate the same meals as everyone else—a bite of coarse flour flatbread followed by a sip of corn mush, occasionally picking up a couple of mouthfuls of vegetables with his chopsticks. He was eating quite well.
Popovich could be certain that once Kwame Brown managed to release his pressure back then, began to relax his mind, and faced everything around him with a calm composure, he would undoubtedly secure a place for himself in the league.
Yang Ke nodded repeatedly with a grave expression. It was once joked by fans: in times of smooth sailing, the Spurs rely on Parker; in adversity, they look to Duncan; and in desperate straits, they wait for the Manu. Yet now, these three pillars had suffered unexpected injuries simultaneously, suddenly casting a shadow over what had previously been a promising prospect for the Spurs.
As soon as all the windows were opened, he turned his head only to see a piece of paper covered in handwriting right before his eyes.
Qingdai had once studied under a master in the textile workshop and was naturally gifted with a keen sense of smell. She had originally been able to find this golden hairpin because she detected an unusual fragrance, though she wasn't entirely certain and thus kept quiet. It wasn't until she wiped away the soil on the surface of the hairpin that the scent, previously masked by the dirt, fully dissipated into the air.
Jin Fugui had arranged a time with Jiang Xin yesterday to meet at the night market, and Jiang Xin had arrived right on time.
His gaze was exceptionally solemn. He knew not what this stone fragment before him might be, but judging solely by the aura it emitted, Tang Ye could guess that such an item was by no means ordinary and undoubtedly possessed an extraordinary origin.
The others had no real intention of dwelling on this issue, as their perceptions were actually in agreement, which sufficiently demonstrated that it was S威尔's own senses that had malfunctioned. However, considering that S威尔 had not left this place for the past fifteen years, a sensory error was entirely normal, and furthermore, it had virtually no impact on him.
Yet, Ark Royal and Lexington were subsequently harassed by Abyssal carrier aircraft to the point where they could no longer maintain contact with Azshara and the others.
"No, no, I suddenly remember that I have more important matters to attend to. Three days from now, we shall meet again at the Sword Sect." Fengxian flicked the Demon King on the forehead, jumped directly out of the window, and vanished from sight.
The atmosphere temporarily livened up, and Tan Hui took charge of the idea: "Let's name it 'Dongxuan'! And we'll set the location right here!" With that, he pointed a finger at the ground.
Scanning the cultivator's memory roughly, there was only the mundane monotony of cultivation with no fortuitous encounters. Huang Yan then mobilized the intent of destruction to eradicate his memories.
The soul-possessor launched several attacks against Tan Hui and the two others, all of which proved futile. Because the backlash hit all three of them heavily, their soul power decreased significantly.
"Never mind. We couldn't just leave you stranded in unfamiliar streets like that," Marr said.
"Many thanks, Senior," Su Shan still said gratefully, naturally understanding the old farmer's kind intentions.
A pool of hot spring water outside the stone house radiated a faint celestial mist, making the Immortal Lord's eyes light up and further confirming what Su Shan had said. It seemed Su Shan was being rather honest and had not resorted to any tricks.
Li Yunbao had no other good options at the moment, so she could only express her gratitude and send off the hurriedly departing He Shengyuan.
An overwhelming, world-destroying celestial primal force directly pierced through space, drawing close to the Demon King. A wall of light materialized before the Demon King, absorbing all of his attacks instantly.