Volume One, Chapter 46: What a Fool

For instance, the inherently desired Blood-Weeping Golden Fruit is sought after by many rogue immortals, yet they might not always be able to find it. However, the Finfolk, who possess the Heart of the Seaborne, can locate it with ease. Consequently, the Finfolk use the Blood-Weeping Golden Fruit as currency to exchange for various conditions.

This seafood restaurant boasts a rather fine interior design that feels quite modern and trendy, gleaming with golden light much like the film Curse of the Golden Flower. A stream flows through the venue, teeming with various kinds of fish, complemented by a central fountain. Under the soft lighting, it exudes an air of lavish magnificence.

Having settled everything, the disciples of the Buddhist sect bid farewell to Tiansheng. Tiansheng waved his hand to let them leave first, as he still needed some time to sort through his own thoughts.

A single low blow from Alistine forced Chen Langya to take half a step back, but in the blink of an eye, he yanked Alistine's body toward him. Though she was intensely reluctant, one could even catch a glimpse of what outsiders might perceive as a "resentful" look in Alistine's eyes.

A piercing sound of police sirens drifted up from downstairs, causing Fang Shinan's heart to skip a beat. The boulder that had been hanging in his chest finally dropped. Chen Langya never played by the rules and had driven him to the brink of a nervous breakdown; if this reckless fellow were to smash yet another wine bottle over his head, he feared he would simply pass out right then and there.

"As expected, should I call Zheng Zha back?" Murong Chen shook his head helplessly. Calling Zheng Zha back did not put much pressure on him; although this could be considered a miscalculation on his part, it would not damage his prestige within the Central Team in the slightest—it was simply that Murong Chen felt somewhat unreconciled.

Indeed, these clones created by Murong Chen served as soldiers under his command. Although they had just begun executing this plan and Murong Chen had not yet even bestowed upon them a corresponding cultivation system, even so, the combat prowess of these clones reached at least the third tier.

Surprises came one after another. At this moment, the combat power he could unleash was far beyond that of a mere starry projection; his current strength vastly exceeded his true body by an entire realm.

After that day, Hao Meng and Hao Xin continued their lives as usual, except that every morning they gained an extra task: running. Although Hao Meng was initially quite reluctant, under the combined persuasion of both Hao Xin and Ding Yaoyang, she willingly got up early to run alongside them.

Both Komuro Ryoko and I found this man vaguely familiar, yet neither of us could momentarily recall where we had seen him before.

However, just as Qin Wuming made his move to obliterate the man's primordial spirit, a sudden sense of panic and turmoil gripped his heart.

"Koria, does your ability allow you to release different types of poisons, or are you limited to a single fixed one?" On the way, Guanguan initiated a conversation to understand her teammate's capabilities.

The environment of the ice sheet is harsh, and with humanity's fragile physical constitution, it is exceedingly difficult to survive there. As a result, humans have remained completely in the dark for all these years regarding what the beastmen have been doing within the ice sheet. Yet, this was precisely the most terrifying aspect.

She did not know the specifics, only recalling that she had once encountered a transmigrator or regressor in a mission world who clearly held numerous advantages yet ended up living a thoroughly miserable life.

Logically speaking, she ought to feel a sense of admiration—after all, such a creature could not be found a second time across the entire continent, let alone representing an entire race! But why did she still constantly feel so stifled and aggrieved?

He hurriedly released his divine sense to investigate, only to discover upon inspection that Commander Zhou was currently trapped within a closed, sealed space.

Su Mo sat right in the middle, watching them glare at each other like fighting cocks. Her initially less-than-pleasant mood instantly brightened up and turned radiant.

Xu Zhai looked at the live news report on his computer screen, then glanced at the latest seasonal accessories samples from the "Qin Yuxi Luxury Brand," his eyes going wide. With a heavy thud, he slammed his fist down onto the desk, immediately triggering a burst of screams and clamor from the computer speakers.

This man was precisely one of Du Rui's guards who had just ventured outside Huashu Collection to scout for enemy intelligence, only to be overtaken by the King of Hell.

Even Xu Chunliang had to admire Mei Xuxue's political instincts, yet he did not believe that Mingde Group's investment was sincere. Behind the investment surely lay an unknown conspiracy. To expose Mingde Group's plot, it seemed he had no choice but to take a step back first and wait for them to reveal their own flaws.

The mysterious figure was utterly exasperated. Although he was well aware of Yulin's scheme, he still gathered his internal energy and resorted to long-range attacks. The true-energy projectiles fired from his flying cane, once launched, would inevitably strike the protective barrier if they failed to hit Yulin. This happened several times in a row, leaving the barrier looking increasingly precarious.

Xu Chunliang realized that Baili Lan had not sought him out without reason; she was herself an extremely professional assassin who had previously been employed by the Loxing Group and had carried out numerous clandestine tasks for Lee Byung-chul.

After saying that, Bai Xiaobai looked toward Gao Yi with a smug expression. That unrelenting, fiercely competitive drive was palpable enough for even Suo Xin to perceive. Yet, he never expected that the words he spoke were far from favorable evaluations of Suo Xin.

She withdrew her gaze after a few seconds. Ever since the incident with Qin Li, Ji Xingchen found Ji Ran increasingly intolerable.

Although the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine appeared inconspicuous, Zheng Peian was an associate chief physician, while Zhu Ming远 was a chief physician and also served as the vice president and executive director of the Dongzhou Traditional Chinese Medicine Association. The latter possessed far more accolades than the former.

However, since this method of his actually succeeded, it proved to be viable in practice. If one could figure out the exact underlying principles, selling them in the Chenyun Realm would surely attract countless arithmetic cultivators begging to purchase such items.

Lin Sijin was his godmother, and Ye Qingya was his stepsister, but ties borne of ceremony remained nominal. Xu Chunliang understood this well; unless strictly necessary, he would not interfere in the Ye family's internal affairs.

An investment of five billion was not to be overlooked, let alone by the Health Bureau; even within the whole of Dongzhou, it commanded an undeniable presence. Furthermore, Zhai Pingqing had deep roots in Dongzhou, boasting extraordinary connections across all sectors and wielding considerable influence.

Lu Jinhang's face flushed crimson. With a bundle of cloth stuffed tightly into his mouth, he could only emit muffled cries of pain.

The remaining two, Liang Chen and Lian Xue, walked shoulder to shoulder into a Jilin-style restaurant. The establishment was not particularly large, but it had the advantage of being spotlessly clean. Moreover, this was a recommendation left behind by Director Yao, so it was presumably a reliable choice.

The elderly couple harbored very simple thoughts. Their son had told them that this godsister was not only family but also a benefactor, whom the entire family must treat with absolute sincerity. Consequently, their approach was to prioritize Wu Qi's well-being, from his daily clothing and meals down to his personal safety, above all else.