Chapter 28: Amusing Ourselves to Death!

After Shi Nianqing had her fill, the sky gradually darkened. She hadn't redeemed her points yet today, as she planned to do something later that night, which would likely bring a new surge in popularity! Shi Nianqing sat by the campfire, accompanied by three little tigers that stayed close, obediently wagging their tails. She took out the thatch she had brought back that morning and began weaving it before the eyes of the livestream audience.

In truth, there was no need for Zhu Jiuyin to give orders. Once the Wu army had fully retreated into his divine kingdom, the Ancestral Witch Gonggong had already sent word to the Jade Emperor, inviting him to take over the underworld and offering him the chance to become the Lord of the Three Realms.

That evening, after returning to his quarters, Xiao Wen sat cross-legged on his bed as usual, attempting to sense the Immortal-Startling Dao power. For an ordinary person, there could be no better opportunity for a complete rise to power than this one.

It is said that with recent promotions, Cai Qi had been elevated to the position of Censor-in-Chief and Grand Master of Remonstrance, serving as Xue Kui's deputy. He was currently riding the crest of a wave of success.

Down the mountain, Xiao Wen had known he was being followed, so he had ducked into the forest. In this way, it became difficult for him to see where his pursuers were, but it was equally impossible for them to spot him with the naked eye.

"We're almost there. Your quarters are in the Zhongnan Villa; you will be neighbors with Uncle Liu Ruhui and his disciples for the time being. Just focus on your cultivation, and no one will bother you." As Lu Yuanji spoke, the Thunder Cloud Boat soared toward Mingjian Peak.

"Hey!" A few minutes later, the persistent ringing finally pushed Jin Yuan to his limit. He pressed the answer button and roared furiously into the phone.

It must be said that Sect Leader Zong Wangren possessed great foresight. Over a decade ago, he had devised a method to mitigate unhealthy internal competition: starting from the very grassroots of the sect.

Although they had recently become all the rage across the United States, the pressure began to mount alongside their twenty-seven-game winning streak.

The red light emanating from Xiling Yue originated from the flame mark on her forehead—a spiritual imprint left by the Blood-Crowned Red Plume.

The deputy commander’s thoughts mirrored Long Te’s own. Combining this with his experiences on Youlong Star, he decided to take a more ruthless approach.

Tang Luo called out a few times, but there was no response, which made his heart sink. Could something have happened?

"You beast, you beast! How could you do this to me... wuwu..." After being tormented throughout the night, Hai Ou had completely collapsed. Between the physical and mental agony, she had already fainted multiple times.

Cheng Lingyu gave it a try; the barrier's restraint was not strong, and he and Hu Yu'er easily passed through it, emerging from behind the stone pillar and into the blood lake.

Reaching out to grasp Tantai Wan'er's cold, slender hand, Yun Xuan felt the faint pulse on her snowy-white wrist, and a sudden surge of guilt welled up inside him.

Twenty-four: The rich are named Jin or Qian; the poor are called Er'gou. You can tell who is a good person, a bad person, or a hypocrite just by their name.

From that moment on, the entire Snow God Palace began intensive preparations for the engagement banquet three days later.

She had finally managed to get out with Yun Xuan; there was no way she would back down now. Besides, this was a genuine tomb of the King of Qin—she was determined to see the scenes within the underground palace for herself.

"The human oil lamp-slaves and these warrior figurines in the tomb chamber are indeed consistent with the stylistic features of the Spring and Autumn and Warring States periods. Therefore, I preliminarily judge that this must be the tomb of the King of Chu!" I said slowly, lost in thought.

Yang Jiuan struggled twice but couldn't break free, so she pinched his arm until the guy’s face twisted in pain, yet he refused to let go.

Yang Jiuan let out a few muffled, indistinct syllables, but this didn't stump Shen Yize—after all, he was a man who could perfectly understand Jay Chou's singing without looking at the lyrics—and he knew she was saying, "I don't want to."