Volume 1, Chapter 42: Is It Really That Simple?

Ling Dan continued, "If you help me get it back, I’ll split it with you fifty-fifty."

Wen Li gritted her teeth. "Fine."

Half of eight hundred thousand was four hundred thousand; it was certainly hard not to be tempted. She was currently short on cash and feeling the pinch.

Before Wen Li and Ling Dan had taken two steps, Ling Yuan noticed them as well. She seized the opportunity to hook her arm into Shen Ningyuan’s and strutted toward them.

"Cousin, you’re here too?"

Ling Yuan’s tone sounded triumphant and smug. Though it was unclear what she was so proud of—surely not the fact that she had snatched her cousin’s fiancé-to-be, or that she was...

Seeing Qing Long shake his head, Xuan Yuan gestured for him to stop. "Listen to me first. This matter concerns the lives of seven thousand people, so you must help me."

A shrill voice came from the carriage ahead: "How did you children think to bring water?" It was Wang Yongxi, the Grand Eunuch by Emperor Chengxuan’s side.

Yan Ju kept stalling, refusing to retreat. On one hand, he did not want to give up halfway; on the other, when he heard that Xuan Yuan had appeared, he knew things were about to go wrong and immediately sent men to call for reinforcements from the East.

"Click." A faint sound pulled her from her thoughts, followed immediately by soft footsteps. It sounded as if someone was pacing in place before slowly walking to the other side of the bed.

To put it bluntly, if this space was truly beyond saving, then even in death, at least the three of them would perish together, wouldn't they?

She had already played with everything there was to play with. If she stayed here any longer, she would grow moldy.

He gave a sheepish laugh. It was one thing to be served by others in daily life, but having her wait on him felt strange.

The God Emperor was startled. He truly had not expected the Demon Dragon God to unleash such a powerful attack right from the start. The sky suddenly turned gloomy, and the God Emperor’s expression grew grave.

The moment he reached out to grab her hand, she felt her heart melt. She wanted to nod and agree without a moment's hesitation.

"Don't be afraid." Feng Chuge’s pleasant voice rang in their ears, slightly soothing her heart.

***

First, there was this black, charred, foul-smelling substance near him. If he wasn't mistaken, it was flesh and blood. Since he was the only one here, did that mean this flesh was his own?

The entire Sun family was here this time; if word of this got out, the family would surely fall into disarray.

"Don't worry, Big Brother, leave this matter to your younger brother!" Gan Pei blinked and said with a smile.

No matter what, his former comrade-in-arms and savior deserved the hospitality of a host.

Looking at the key, Tang Yi seemed to imagine what the lock on the temple gate looked like, and was shocked once again. He felt that his predecessor, the Savior, had been far too casual—could such a piece of junk really lock the gates of the temple?

Jiang Bei was waiting intently for news from Xiao Jinghua in the cabin. Upon hearing Xiao Jinghua’s telepathic message, he immediately grew excited.

Su Yan held Xiao Jinghua tightly. Xiao Jinghua stood on tiptoe, lifted her head, pursed her lips, and embraced Su Yan, clinging to him in a deep kiss.

Lin Chuxia could not remember how long it had been since she last contacted her father. Every time she wanted to call him, she would hold her phone and stare at the familiar number, but she lacked the courage to dial.

She also called Lin Xiaomei and the others to tell them not to come and pick it up; she would be heading into town anyway and would drop off their share then.

Seeing Long Shaoyan get up—and clearly no longer in his former foolish state—Li Xin was visibly puzzled, but he suppressed these doubts after only a moment.

Situ Jing was also annoyed by the stares of these people. At that moment, several men suddenly walked over.

A cultivator at the Golden Core stage generally would not easily reveal their "opposite intent," but when truly engaged in battle, it would manifest involuntarily, as this intent was the key to their achievement of the Golden Core and would inevitably leave traces in their methods.

However, the complete blood-colored stone slab had shattered on its own high up in the sky. Its many fragments fell evenly toward the Four Great Continents. By chance, only four fragments happened to fly toward the Kongqing Mountains, and they were naturally obtained by the Three Ancestors and Four Saints.

Seeing that his wife, Li Yiyun, was already asleep, a frustrated Zhen Xiong took a quick shower and went to the bedroom to lie down, but he found it impossible to sleep. Feeling a sense of unease he couldn't explain, he put on his pajamas and returned to the living room, idly turning on the television to watch without any real purpose.

Lin Qi was still holding Princess Qingyang in his arms, and both were unharmed. However, half of the war spear in Lin Qi’s hand had shattered, with countless fragments scattered on the ground. But at this point, it didn't really matter.

Only the demons who had once been fortunate enough to taste "Brother Badger's" craftsmanship when asking him to forge weapons could vaguely guess the truth.

"I don't care anymore. If we can turn this around, you can be the Vice President of the China District. I'm leaving!" After saying this, Miyazaki Dazuo left the room.

***

Pyramid schemes always brainwash members with dreams of overnight wealth. How could this one attract members when it only rewarded them with a pile of useless items that couldn't even be traded?

Without a moment's hesitation, he used all his arm strength to lift and smash it down on the person who had just grabbed the pistol from the floor.

It was just after Wu Ming checked into the hotel in Jinbian that Jiang Hui and her boyfriend—the one Wu Ming called "Chu Yu"—were taken away by local police for drug possession.

Poor me, four sea-loach boats, four flying-tiger warships, eight shadow-skiffs, and nearly two thousand fine men, including one commander of ten thousand and four commanders of a thousand, were lost to the enemy. How innocent they were, how hopeless their situation, yet they never hesitated, never disobeyed a single order.

"Heh heh, who said I was going to run?" Li Minglin suddenly revealed a sinister smile, as if everything just now had been an act.

Mu Chen nodded in deep agreement. Thousands of saints sounded terrifying. Aside from the Yuhua Dynasty, which faction could gather so many powerful saints?

Another horse, its airway scorched, kicked and struggled in its death throes, crushing the spine of a Mongol cavalryman under its hooves until his body was twisted out of shape.

Thinking of this, Consort Yang grew even more confused; she truly could not understand why Kangxi was angry.

Because she knew that in this life, besides Brother Yun, she would never love another man. Absolutely not.

Liang Jiugong couldn't fathom what Kangxi was thinking and didn't dare speak casually, so he could only offer a forced smile.

"Damn it, let's see me kill you." Jin Yao was just about to finish off the thug when he suddenly thought of something and stopped his hands.

The other concubines were unwilling to leave just like that, but seeing that the others made no move, they didn't have the guts to say anything and could only retreat.

Yin Enhao figured that what was meant to come would come sooner or later, but he really couldn't bear to return to the way things were with Yan Chuyao, losing even the chance to pretend to be intimate with her.

Zheng Yubai jumped while firing his Desert Eagle blindly. By some stroke of luck, two shots actually hit the bushes in front of the killers.

"Han Weifeng of the Ice Soul Sect pays his respects to the Alliance Elder." His voice was very respectful, but if one listened closely, one could detect a hint of disdain.