Volume 1, Chapter 31: I Am Cursing You, and It Is Quite Filthy

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“For the past few days, I’ve had people keep an eye on Yun Jinhua and Lu Mingxuan. If we can catch them in bed together, we’ll finally be able to avenge this humiliation.” Su Ziwen was consumed by hatred.

“If we obtain conclusive evidence that she was the one who betrayed you first, then file a complaint directly with the Emperor. Make them restore your reputation and compensate the Marquis of Pingyang’s residence for its losses.” Ling Xuan wanted far more than Yun Jinhua’s ruin.

The Su family’s financial losses had all been caused by Yun Jinhua. Even Grandmother’s illness had been brought on by her anger.

Ling Xuan intended to settle every one of these debts with Yun Jinhua, one by one.

Su Ziwen nodded. Once the truth came to light, even the Emperor would be unable to protect Yun Jinhua.

“Take good care of Grandmother…”

He suddenly realized that the Public Security Bureau did not merely want him to keep quiet. They intended to turn the whole thing into a misunderstanding.

Most importantly, the industrial system here was relatively complete. Given a little more time, they might even be able to manufacture mobile phones.

The rest were Yu Yuan, divine officials from various other departments, and independent cultivators who were famous in certain fields. They were all quite courteous toward him.

Although Sai En’s record was poor, it was undeniable that he had played a crucial role in the match. He had driven nearly every important shift in momentum. It was precisely because of this that the officials awarded the MVP to Sai En despite his poor record.

The Eastern Emperor Bell, however, had once been the renowned treasure of Taiyi, the Eastern Emperor. After Taiyi perished in the great war between the Demon Court and the Witch Clan, the Eastern Emperor Bell vanished without a trace.

A pale skeletal frame stood alone amid the wind and sand. Grains of sand struck the bones as the wind blew, producing sharp, crackling sounds.

Wang Chen suddenly understood. The “brother” this man spoke of was probably the expert tracker he had previously suspected.

Those two attendants had long since lost their lives. Tang Sanzang simply closed his eyes and continued deducing the principles of the Dao and divine abilities. Before he realized it, dawn had arrived on the second day.

Yet the instant her voice fell, she was already showing unmistakable signs of defeat and could no longer withstand Li Muyang’s assault.

Because of this, Big Hammer had gone several days without catching fish to eat. Like Wangcai and the others, he had been eating meat instead.

Countless solemnly dressed waiters hurried back and forth, carrying trays laden with all kinds of expensive foreign liquor and dishes.

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Su Ran agreed. Stephen Lee mentioned this every time he called, but Su Ran had never gone.

“Then we’ll wait for them to come. You go on with whatever you were doing.” He lifted his eyes and could not even be bothered to look at Ji Ze, his arrogance impossible to conceal.

If she remembered correctly, the previous year her boyfriend had still been renting a room and running a street stall. How had he managed to earn so much money in only a few short months?

Only after they got into the car and Lu Ye started the engine did she ask in puzzlement, “What happened to Zhuang Yan’s wife?”

“It’s said that Lady Victoria will also be taking part in the auction this time. If the item prepared by any company catches Lady Victoria’s eye, that company will receive an opportunity to meet her privately. But our company probably doesn’t stand a chance…” Yong Limo said with some disappointment.

He had come here today simply to let Xiao Xingyun experience the environment and see for himself the connections and status he possessed.

Later, when she reached high school, she suddenly developed a taste for pure milk and made it a habit. Perhaps her persistence really had worked—Wen Shu eventually grew to nearly five feet six.

“Nobey, you’ve got some nerve!” Lin Yanyan struggled twice, but she was hopelessly outnumbered.

The waiter had already come in several times to refill their water and ask whether Tian Guozhang wished to order. Tian Guozhang always said they should wait a little longer, and even the waiter was beginning to lose patience.

“Chongtou” was a dialect term from the Magic City. There was a famous saying there, “slaughtering chongtou,” meaning to fleece someone mercilessly—those foolish people who looked especially easy to deceive. I was that fool.

After all, he knew perfectly well what kind of “trash” spiritual root Lu Li possessed. Moreover, the resources required to break through to the Divine Transformation and Soul Separation realms could not be purchased with spirit stones alone.

Dao Ancestor Hongjun’s aura and expression showed no abnormalities whatsoever. Seeing this, Saint Zhunti, Saint Jieyin, Patriarch Styx, Immortal Zhenyuan, and the others believed it as well.

“She mentioned it. She said that when her mother was pregnant with her and fled the capital for her life, her mother placed a curse upon that enemy.”

“That bitch is actually that ferocious. But since he died by your hand…” I said, yet the urn shook its head.

Jiang Suihuan, lying on the bed, slowly opened her eyes. Hearing the voice from outside the door, she was so dazed that she thought someone was pretending to be a ghost.

An Yin stared at the phone screen. Under the man’s stern voice, she tapped to answer the call and then switched on the speaker.

What sort of family was the Shen family? Could an ordinary person endure those family punishments? Besides, none of the things Shen Zhiyi had done warranted invoking them. Even if they did, that would not justify ignoring propriety and family rules, violating the law, or wantonly burning and killing a younger family member.

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The white board gave three crisp chimes—one long and two short. I knew without translation that it was an unequivocal refusal. Then again, asking a nine-transforming Gold-Eating Insect to cook was probably a task even the Chameleon Linlang could not accomplish.

As the sea of lightning automatically parted to either side and opened a path, Jun Yan drifted out at a leisurely pace. His composure and ease were worlds apart from when he had first arrived here.

But cultivation was impossible, and the system offered no prompts either. Chen Hao could only take things one step at a time and accumulate cultivation first.

Wen Xiuli glared at Shen Hong unhappily. Why did she dislike Yun Feng so much? Was she jealous because the other woman was so handsome?

Nangong Hao had finally managed to snatch his ear back and kept using spiritual energy to ease the pain. He thought bitterly to himself, That girl Li Mo—after all these years, she hasn’t grown any taller or developed at all, yet she’s become even more violent.

The person following behind with his head lowered heard that the two experts who had saved him were actually acting on someone else’s orders. He hurriedly raised his head, wanting to see who their master was.

Qin Yang had become numb to Luo Shiya’s behavior. At first, he had refused twice, but after Luo Shiya unleashed her ultimate move, Qin Yang had no choice but to obediently submit.

“What other thoughts could he have? It mainly depends on what I think. He said he’d go through the legal process over the next couple of days and deal with the matter of the shares. I’m already overwhelmed myself.” Xia Shiguang raised a hand and rubbed his brow.

The chill and unease carried in Zela’s words swept over everyone. According to their “common sense,” it was a truly terrifying fact.

The sky was just beginning to brighten. The canopy reddened by fire gradually receded, revealing a deep blue, spotless sky and that uncrossable dome of talismanic light.

“Senior Batian, take a look and see if there’s anything good to eat around here. If you’re really starving, let’s go stroll around town.” Li Mo finished gathering the things on the ground and stood up.

However, Zhuang Yan had no intention of continuing to take part in the struggle between the Black and White factions. Otherwise, he could have gone to ask the White faction’s students for help long ago.

Bilu had originally been a third-rank maid in the residence of the Grand Princess. After the old steward transferred her to Du Ruo’s Lianxin Courtyard, she was promoted to a first-rank maid. This made the other girls both envious and regretful.

Perhaps I am too selfish. I always feel that if one leaves someone because one believes it is for his own good, that betrayal is even harder to bear.

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