Volume 1, Chapter 36: There Are Too Many Ghosts Who Want to Be Underworld Envoys!

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Shi Qi glanced at Cai Shuang. Her eyes were still bright, yet they lacked the tender luster of girls like Yu Hong. Time is not heartless; it simply leaves its marks. What was once a blooming flower is now a withered willow—not due to the changing seasons, but because of one’s own perception. Idealism? That is a philosophy; if the heart remains, the dream persists.

That table was the main table for today’s event, reserved for the senior executives of the Guanghua Group and the most distinguished guests. How did the three of them qualify to sit there?

Li Ding’s heart stirred as he prepared to store this large bag of soybeans into his Spirit Space, intending to split them between Pidgey and Caterpie to supplement their nutrition.

Jiang Chuan opened my hand, placed the bead in my palm, and spoke to me with earnest sincerity.

"Where is Ji Manrou?" After sitting for quite a while without seeing a sign of her, I grew anxious. Didn't she kidnap me to tell me the truth? What is the meaning of her delay in showing up?

Xiluo Luo screamed, "Who are you? How dare you impersonate Yorkson!" At that moment, Yorkson’s figure shifted, suddenly transforming into the appearance of a grim-faced, sinister ninja—it was none other than Su Ye Wulang, a hall master of the Silver Fiend Ghost Division.

Li Ding frowned, inwardly shocked by the amount of energy required for the Combusken’s growth.

The white candle on the table had burned down, leaving only a faint, flickering flame struggling to persist. Moonlight, like smoke and mist, spilled over Bai Yan’s sleeping face.

Therefore, as soon as he reached the city, he immediately parted ways with the group; he truly could not bear to stay with Long Tian.

The carriage rattled down the road, and Bai Yan’s gaze slowly drifted away from Hua Xuanji and Ye Hua.

Falian spat out a mouthful of blood, his face deathly pale. He glared gloomily at Yan Qingyu, who was blocking the path before Tao Yaoyao.

Chu Han pressed his advantage, "If you leave today, you will have to come to England next week to explain it to Mike."

Fei Fanfan took a deep look at the man. He shouldn't suspect the child is his, right? Her performance just now had been so convincing.

At this moment, Elder Weisheng seemed to radiate a new brilliance; everyone felt he looked exactly as he had years ago when he received commendations from His Majesty.

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The engagement banquet would not begin for a while yet. Fei Fanfan arrived early at the home of An Fan’er’s fiancé, the Xu family.

The sky was completely dark, but the air remained filled with a thick, white mist, and the snow fell even heavier.

Su Lie was not actually afraid of them causing trouble, and since the trouble had come to his door, he was not the type to retreat.

G City, The Garden Restaurant. From the moment one enters, it feels like stepping into a beautiful tropical rainforest; the refreshing scent of grass and flowers greets you, instantly lifting the spirit.

Tang Yi looked at He Qiufeng with a newfound sense of respect. Although the scoundrel loved to take advantage of others, he had been quite decent tonight.

She had heard about it while buying groceries earlier; the matter was currently the talk of the town, discussed everywhere she went.

In this past month, aside from their first battle above Tianshui City, Wen Xin and Yan Wu had clashed several more times. Through these repeated encounters, they had gradually grown familiar with each other.

Zhao Pokong said to Yang Yunhan, "Fourth Brother, your martial arts are formidable; why not seize a seat for yourself? If you participate in the Mount Heng Sword Competition, I fear you could contend for the top spot."

Through a moment of carelessness, Xiao Yunfei was struck in the right shoulder by a punch. His body stumbled backward, and feeling a surge of heat in his throat, he could not stop a mouthful of blood from spraying out.

When the meeting reached 6:30 PM, Xia Jian stopped speaking and immediately dismissed everyone. Although Xiong Sanqiang talked a big game, he had sat quietly until the meeting ended and was the last to leave.

Suo Ou felt a vein twitch on his forehead. How obsessed must this guy have been with Domina to pick a codename with such an obvious intent?

Afterward, Wen Xin and Xiaoyao Jian exchanged no further words. In this, they were alike; both were men of few words.

Since he had joined the Carving Academy, establishing good relationships with the others was necessary. In truth, as an immortal, one could survive entirely without food, but who could truly endure the loss of such sensory pleasures?

Long Zhiru said, "It was my mistake to have expectations of you. You and I are now mortal enemies." Long Xuan replied, "Do you think that as a mid-stage Sovereign, supported by your two half-step Sovereign great-grandsons, you are a match for me? Even if you all attacked together, I would not fear you, especially with Lord Fang Lao here."

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Long Zhiru suddenly said, "The cultivation world has been peaceful for these past thousand years, but there has been no news of Long Luo. Qingqing says he is in seclusion, but it has been a thousand years without him emerging. I always feel that something is amiss."

After Fang Ming passed away, he possessed the nine regions. The descendants of Shang received the mandate without peril, resting in the grandson of Wu Ding. The grandson of Wu Ding, King Wu, was invincible in all his endeavors.

Because there were many idle people in the capital, they neither needed to strive for advancement nor could they afford to be too dissolute.

Unable to handle the people from the Military Intelligence Bureau, Gao Zhan directed his target at the Secret Guards, declaring them incompetent. His gaze swept over the crowd, for he always felt that someone else was hiding within the main hall.

"A rabble," Romul said, gripping a Naru crystal the size of half a fist, evaluating the army before him with disappointment.

The fellow crawled to the van, grabbed the door handle, gritted his teeth, and pulled himself up. He crawled into the driver’s seat.

"This son understands." Li Dingguo felt an immediate sense of relief. As long as Li Jing’s imperial decree had not been issued, nothing was certain. Now that the decree was signed—his word as good as gold—his brothers would have nothing to say.

Next was an open space to the left of the Xieniu Dairy corner, featuring models of grass, cows, and a series of milk production equipment. Through these simple models, many people could understand the concrete process of pure milk production.

Sister Momo said nothing; she merely turned to glance at him before looking toward Li Yan, who was whispering to Yun Ling ahead of them.

At this movement, Ye Yihan also slowly woke up. She first saw her husband’s gentle smile, then felt the intense light.