Chapter 59

To make matters worse, several days had passed since the Phoenix Roost Chamber of Commerce was entrusted with the task, yet the upper management had taken zero action. How could that not exasperate people?

That object was the box Magic gave to Booker. Although stained and discolored by blood, its original appearance was still discernible.

"Director, please wait a moment." The armed police officer inspected Lu Xuan's identification carefully. A deep sense of suspicion lingered in their eyes. A lieutenant colonel? This was the first time they had ever seen such a young colonel. Could it be fake?

She entirely agreed with seeing Lin Jiawei off; keeping someone with such a sinister mind around Yuan Zhi was bound to spell trouble.

While Mu Cangwu glared fiercely at Wang Jing, figures like Yelu Xian, who were confronting the Lich tribe, were also inwardly astonished by the identity of this iron-masked fellow and the faction he belonged to, daring to stick his neck out at a time like this.

Facts proved that Savi's bones simply could not outlast K's mana pool. Following a thorough beating of kicks and punches, Savi lay limply and feebly on the ground.

Seeing that another fierce brawl was about to break out, the corners of Chang Qing's rigid mouth suddenly twitched and lifted upward, revealing an enigmatic smile.

Luan Fei glanced at Eunuch Zhang’s expression. *Damn it, do you take me for some bumpkin who has never seen the world? In my past life, I’ve even been to the Forbidden City! How does the scale of your Song Dynasty emperor’s palace even compare? Can it possibly rival the Forbidden City?*

Booker lay trembling on the ground, his eyes filled with terror as he looked at Magic. This version of Booker made it hard for Xue Gao to reconcile him with his original self.

Frost was holding a photograph. The background was set in Tokyo Harbor—or rather, what was supposed to have been Tokyo Harbor.

Jiang Yixuan did not launch the orb of light outward. Instead, he calmly allowed the halo atop the orb to radiate continuously, constantly drawing new living beings into this army representing true chaos, pulling them into this massive carnival.

Yet Shen Si would not go all the way. He withdrew his hand and looked down at her with a condescending gaze.

An Cheng's pretty face bloomed into a meaningful smile, and the beauty mark at the corner of her lips shifted along with it.

"Release this old man immediately! Your efforts are utterly futile. To trap me for the span of an incense stick is already pushing your absolute limit," the Old Ghost Black Wind said fiercely.

"To live up to such an elegant name, the presentation and pricing definitely have to be elevated as well." She raised an eyebrow mysteriously toward Xu Guangxuan.

Submission: Well, it hasn't reached that point yet. To be honest, I'm a bit disappointed with this mystic treasure, but it's not unusable. The negative effects are worse than I anticipated, but the positive effects also exceeded my expectations. Mystic treasures with specific effects are always hard to come by, so a slight markup is normal.

This Dragon-Eyed Count watched as the shadow bird he kept captive gripped a letter in its claws, and he reached out his hand to take it.

Her words were full of warning, but looking at her cute, baby-fat-rounded face, it was simply impossible to feel nervous.

Zhang Xianzu, who had just entered middle age, had always been extremely steady. Yet upon receiving the report from his subordinates, he too lost his composure, standing up and asking in utter disbelief.

The second half of the journey passed entirely in silence. Upon returning home, Jiayue unusually skipped her cultivation, opting instead to take a bath straight away and go to sleep.

Sister Zhao was in her twenties, tall and slender with a rather lean figure and very fair skin. A pair of large eyes were always smiling, making her immensely likable. She was not a local; word had it that her husband had bought her from another place. Her maiden family was extremely impoverished—so poor they couldn't even afford enough food to eat—and her husband had simply led her away for a mere thousand yuan.

Ever since they learned this cake shop was moving into the nearby business center, they had been waiting for the day it opened.

"Lord Gao, His Majesty is chanting sutras and praying for the Empress Dowager, and has already issued orders barring all external ministers. If Lord Gao has any matters to report, you may inform me; once His Majesty finishes chanting, I can relay the message on your behalf," Zhang Mao said, standing guard outside the palace corridor.

For a moment, silence descended upon the surroundings once more. Er Pang and I chatted idly back and forth, though we were both exceptionally relaxed now.

Glancing back at the Chengxu Tower, I turned and walked away. This affair was most likely the work of that ghostly fox fairy; the creature had tried to pick a fight with me just last night, so I'd better get out of here fast.

"I'll... beat the crap out of him!" Chen Wu was left speechless, letting out a furious roar as he charged forward, swinging his prayer beads like a steel whip toward Wang博.

Unexpectedly, during the lunch break, his classmates gathered around him once more, urging him to finish the story he hadn't completed earlier.

That mass of black vapor was the ghost of Wang Er. Because he had just died, it had yet to form completely, and it was anyone's guess where his soul had gone—to the netherworld, or lingering in some unknown corner of this mortal realm awaiting reincarnation?

Although Xuan Yuan had already heard about this episode from his grandfather, hearing it again now still stirred an irrepressible sorrow! Meanwhile, Ping Shui's eyes were already damp with tears; had she not forced back her emotions with her inner energy, she probably would have burst into a flood of tears. Fortunately, it was dead of night and pitch-black all around, so Xuan and Zhu failed to notice her expression in time.

At this moment, as Xu Tian's gaze swept over Tie Qixiong and the others, all three of them felt their hearts tighten.

"I've finally found a shred of imperial pill. If I can't spot any powerful imperial pills soon, there's no way I'll be able to hold onto the first-place spot!" Xu Tian rubbed his hands together, a trace of sneaky delight plastered across his face.