Chapter 41

Yang Wei carefully examined the stock named Zhongke Venture Capital. He found that it had also been consolidating sideways for a long time, making it look like a promising major bull stock. Coupled with the jade talisman’s prompt, there seemed to be no issues.

Lin Wei asked, her voice carrying a trace of impulse, but upon second thought, she suppressed her emotions. Looking at Su Bei’s face, she gradually calmed down.

A saber is a lethal weapon, and dripping blood is an even more ominous sign. Furthermore, the one who had lured him here this time was the Saber of Destiny. Therefore, Ding Yu concluded almost instantly that his entry into the Chaotic Paradise this matter would undoubtedly be fraught with danger at every turn.

With the matter settled, Ma Xiao’s mood improved. He picked up his wine glass and continuously urged everyone to drink, and the brothers all enjoyed themselves to the fullest.

Seeing the caution and dangerous light erupting from Xiao Caifu’s eyes, Shangguan Mingqing’s lips twitched slightly, yet he clearly misinterpreted Xiao Caifu’s intentions.

"Immortal Liu!" Yang Wei hadn’t seen him for a long time. Meeting unexpectedly today genuinely brought a sense of joy; one of the four great joys in life is indeed meeting an old friend in a distant place.

At this moment, Li Quanyou and Niu Ben returned, handing over a piece of paper neatly listing ten stock names. They were all unfavored banking, real estate, and steel stocks, yet they shared a common characteristic: massive floating shares and low prices.

A-Qing’s brows twitched slightly. Following that, he very swiftly reached out his hand. Upon seeing his action, Lian Qing smiled, and Xiao Caifu was dumbfounded.

Upon hearing this, Zi Ruoqing thought Kou Le'er was simply outrageous for making a move against her at such a time. She was merely throwing her weight around because Shangguan Jue'ai was not in the estate, and the wet nurse was in league with her.

Ever since Ding Yu awakened the Bloodline of Destiny and attained the rank of a half-step God Luo, his speech and demeanor naturally carried an aura of aloof superiority and disdain for the entire world.

"No wonder everyone survived just now, but how did you manage to evade the attack?" someone asked in surprise.

Mu Jinxi simply recounted the events, naturally omitting the part where she used her son to threaten her. She merely stated that she had caught hold of her weakness, as well as that of her uncle, which forced her to accept her bad luck and leave, while also guaranteeing that she would never appear before them again.

The reason was very simple: the analytical capability he displayed was simply too formidable. As long as that ghost retained even a shred of intelligence, it probably knew what choice to make.

Because of the laser matrix, the atmosphere of the global grand celebration was entirely altered, yet the holidays remained unchanged. Meanwhile, the reconstruction of the quarantine zone had commenced as an engineering project. Gathering nearly the entire Federation’s supplies, the targeted construction of the quarantine zone was planned to be the number one in the world.

Perhaps sharing the same murloc appearance and genes, the murlocs of the Thousand Islands finally struck up a conversation with the shaman of a certain open-sea murloc tribe while locked in a blood-boiling battle, and ultimately learned the true reason behind the open-sea murlocs' military deployment.

This passive form of resistance was merely a last resort under the worst possible circumstances.

Due to the appearance of Xu Xinru, the entire class's minds were stirred up, and hardly anyone was paying attention to the lecture.

Upon hearing this, Leo was startled at first, but his face soon filled with relief, and he became even more convinced that the Cult Master came from the Ximu Sacred Mountain. Otherwise, who would remain indifferent to the Ximu Sacred Mountain?

"Calling a truce is not entirely out of the question, but you must agree to one condition of mine!" the Cult Master replied, losing his previous aggressive stance.

Having made his decision, he set about handling the matter. With over a month remaining, it was more than enough time for him to accomplish it.

Fist force followed fist force, and by the time it reached the rapidly approaching fireball, it had long since merged into a single blow, striking the fireball with a thunderous roar. The fireball vanished and the fist force dissipated as Di Shuye surged forward, launching a punch straight at the oncoming Dong Chuan.

The Sangchester demiplane refers to the region stretching from the Sea of Planes all the way to the Cold Mountains in the north—the very place where Sawaha was located.

Better to know the goods than to compare them blindly; comparison reveals true strength. This was not only a gap in equipment and training, but even more so, a gap in momentum.

"No! No! I am certainly not a pervert!" Li Ye hurriedly explained upon hearing that, but upon seeing the hint of a smile at the corner of Saeko's eyes, he realized that Saeko was just teasing him. Saeko adopted a rare playful expression, dragging out her tone.

"What kind of help?" Although the chief surgeon was exhausted and wanted to rest, he still mustered his focus to listen to Jiang Yunsong's request.

The feeble resistance of the Jin army and the massive invasion by the Song army turned the strategic situation unfavorably for the Jin state. Even a fool knew at this moment that the Jin army had very slim chances of winning. With bad luck, the Youyun region would fall, the frontline Jin army's retreat routes would be cut off, and over two hundred thousand Jin troops would be utterly annihilated, plunging the Jin state into irreversible doom.

"Have you finally realized? You are not me, and I am not you," that voice shouted with some excitement.

As for the songs of certain second- and third-tier singers being covered by others and included in albums, it happened quite frequently, leaving some fans clueless about who the original singer actually was.

Ye Biqiang and Dongfang Mingyue left the Charity Foundation building. Dongfang Mingyue drove away by herself, while Ye Biqiang watched her leave before calling Bai Xinming to arrange a quiet place where he could treat him.

When these three Goddesses—Yunxiao, Qiongxiao, and Bixiao—gathered together, their strength was by no means weak, and was arguably not even inferior to Zhao Gongming's power.

Sun Wukong roared toward the skies. At this moment, his figure steadied once more, and a terrifying murderous aura erupted across his entire body.

First, looking toward the attribute panel, Wei Feng wanted to see if there were any abilities capable of healing his current injuries.

Wukong opened his eyes, looked at Sun Wukong who had been deep in thought, and smiled as he spoke.

Currently, due to its materialization, Wei Feng's spiritual power had reached a height of 1160, allowing him to summon far more than just once or twice.

Yun Tian pointed rapidly with both hands, sending a sky-full of sword light sweeping in like a scattered chess board. At the same time, bizarre sword Qi spirals generated between the sword lights, brimming with lethal intent.

Wen Youfeng outwardly sided with her, yet doted on her son deep down in her bones, though her method of expression was far more sophisticated.

Catching sight of the familiar figure playing with the seawater and jumping about not far away at the other end of the beach, a wave of ecstatic joy surged within his heart, feeling as though he had recovered something that was once lost.

However, having waited here for over three thousand years, his lifespan nearing its end without anyone arriving, he could only ultimately leave behind a portion of his power and memories.