Volume One, Chapter 29: Investigating the Four Great Affiliated Clans, Fang Yuan Trains Two Maidservants

Bai Chenxiang’s tightly pressed lips trembled slightly. Finally, she took a deep breath, crouched down, and slowly reached out to touch the scattered gold soul coins. As her fingertips grazed the cold metal surface, a shiver ran through her body as if she had been electrocuted. Yes, this was the long-lost sensation; it had been a long time since she had experienced the thrill of possessing such a vast fortune.

A flicker of resolution flashed in Bai Chenxiang’s beautiful eyes, and she resolutely gathered the two heavy bags of gold soul coins into her arms, as if holding the very weight of the Min Clan’s future.

"That’s more like it. Money is nothing but dirt to me. If you need more, you can always ask me. My name is Fang Yuan, and I know one..."

He Manzi could clearly feel Ning Xin’s body shudder. Her glasses slid off onto the floor, and her face turned deathly pale in an instant.

The security door was blown away by a single strike, crashing into the table facing the entrance and buckling into a grotesque shape.

"Hmph." Zihuang sneered, ignoring him, and stepped forward to strike with a palm. Sky-Piercing Spear, instead of being angered, laughed heartily. "Ha! To die at the hands of an opponent like you under this spear is worthy of its reputation." Today, the Sky-Piercing Spear seemed full of confidence.

It was established under the direction of Song Yu, with the initial purpose of creating an additional circulation channel to earn back the currency that had been distributed.

Thus, He Manzi recounted the entire sequence of events and Zhang Xiaohu’s deductions.

"If you won't take responsibility, you scoundrel, I'll just go die," Baihe said with tears streaming down her face, her voice filled with earnestness.

However, before that, Karl perceived a stabbing pain in his flank! Because his reflexes had been amplified to double sensitivity, both his anticipation of attacks and his perception of pain were heightened.

"It’s simple: because you are no longer the City Lord. Can you even return now, let alone ascend to the throne again to pacify the citizens? I fear those people would not only hunt you down, but the five thousand slaves captured would also meet a grim fate," Zihuang explained.

Ouyang Feifei wiped away her tears, thinking that if her subordinates knew she had been struck in such an embarrassing place, she would have no face left to command them.

Several Demon King-level gorillas glared at Zhang Yang with malicious intent. They could tell that Zhang Yang was the backbone of the Four Demon Mountains.

Once these words were spoken, not only Zhao'er on the floor and the quartet in the corner, but even Fu Wan was taken aback.

Lin Miaomiao usually woke up at eight o'clock sharp. She had maintained this biological clock for a long time, but clearly, this schedule was a bit late for ancient times.

These ancient demons had combined their strength, yet they couldn't even shake Zhang Yang’s pace, let alone block his progress. He didn't even pause.

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Meng Xinxian followed closely behind. The moment she saw Tang Xi, her eyes brimmed with the gaze one would reserve for a sworn enemy.

Ji Tianyi and Qiu Sheng looked over. Outside the door, snowflakes drifted down with a rustle, and the wind whipped them into a frenzy.

At the Shadow Moon Boat, there was no place Zhang Yang wanted to go that would be met with any obstruction.

Changjiu insisted on its own sense of loyalty: if it weren't for the fear of implicating her and having her branded a monster, it would have handled it itself long ago, rather than urging her on like a death knell.

Falling out with Zhang Yang was not a dangerous affair, but one had to consider who was behind him—would his White Tiger parents be pleased?

She hugged her shoulders, her teeth chattering. Seeing her in this state, the fish demon swallowed her in one gulp.

"Qin Yilai! I think it's necessary for the doctor to thoroughly re-examine your brain!" Huai Jinnan let out a cold laugh devoid of emotion, gesturing for her to look at the half-empty IV bag hanging to her right.

Qi Zhiguo wanted to say something to refute this, but after thinking for a long while, he couldn't find a way to argue back and could only smile helplessly.

However, even a Golden Core stage powerhouse would feel a chill in their heart when facing someone who could cause them to drop dead with a single glance.

Gu Zheng was moved. If the Dark Moon Hall Master could truly awaken his mother using the methods of a Soul Swordmaster, it would fulfill a wish and obsession he had held for many years.

The Heavenly Mansion, the Water Village, and a total of eight other blessed lands had been forcibly seized by the military, which now stood firm, guarding them with massive force.

Little did they know that upon hearing Situ Feng’s words, Situ Jingxin stood up abruptly and hurled the cup in her hand.

Kelly, acting like a gentle wife, rose slightly and adjusted the young man's loose clothing across the table.

"I don't think I need to introduce myself. I trust you received my message," Zhang Zhenxiao said calmly.

Su Die covered her ears tightly, her emotions running high. She could not control her trembling and found it hard to stand. She took two steps back, leaned against the hospital bed, and slowly sank to her knees.

"Can you shut your mouth? Otherwise, I don't mind letting the King of Hell review your identity," Zhang Zhenxiao said softly, his brows furrowed.

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Living this life over again, Ye Qinghuai’s mindset was much more composed, especially since she had already thought through her countermeasures during the morning court session.

"What are you talking about? I'm going somewhere for business!" Chen Yang changed his sitting posture, his hand subconsciously reaching toward his thigh, before he realized and moved it back to the armrest.

"Look, this commentary in *The Times* is quite interesting. Describing Spain as a 'fallen house' is spot on; 'Italy is dirt poor' is also accurate; but describing the United States as an 'external thief' is quite intriguing."

The aged face carried a hint of a ruddy glow. He looked at Zhang Zhi'er with immense kindness and suddenly spoke.

"Of course. A few days ago, the master of the Eagle Claw Sect kept pestering me to join his school. I used this technique then—at only 20% power—and I sent him flying so far he vanished from sight." Upon hearing this, Yu Fang's eyes lit up instantly.

Zhang Ziyu was the master of the Free Land and could change the terrain of the Free Land with his will. Raising mountains or sinking river valleys could be done in a single thought, which was extremely convenient.

Zi Li broke free from his control, tumbled to the ground, and immediately ran toward Wu Mo, leaping onto her.

As for Thanos, he was treated slightly better and occupied a separate mimicry fence—Number 42—which perfectly utilized all of Zhang Ziyu’s current mimicry fences.

Lu Yanchen raised his head and looked straight at Ye Qinghuai. His eyes were as deep as the night sky, yet they shone with the brilliance of stars.

She Pilong’s eyes shifted to a certain spot; a faint gleam flickered in the grass—it was exactly where Yuan Xi’s concealed weapon had landed.

"Those three Seventh-Grade Elemental Talismans!" Gongsun Ce’s eyes lit up, and he retrieved three golden, shimmering talismans from his storage ring.

"Then let me test for you just how much effort you have actually put in," the Wisdom Soul Douluo suddenly said. A surging wave of soul power erupted from his body, instantly enveloping Tang Le completely.