Chapter 61: Free-of-Charge Promotion

"Please take a look, everyone. The jar of wine on the table is called Immortal's Drunkenness. This is our shop's exclusive brewing secret method, originating from the era of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, with a history of three thousand years."
Xu Mu glanced around; the crowd was whispering among themselves.
"An exclusive brewing method? Now that I remember, more than half a month ago, Young Master Xu sold the brewing method of Huangteng wine to the Zhao family."
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This had almost become a phenomenal work. Even outside the circle, very few people did not know its name.
As Feng Wu's voice fell, Wang Bei fell silent. She did not understand why Feng Wu would say such a thing; knowing from the auras of Long Hao and the others, they were merely at the early stage of the Immortal Origin Realm.
After a round of discussions, many senior ministers felt that the southern Funan Kingdom showed commendable loyalty, and should be considered a model among all vassal states of the Great Jin. Any other vassal state might betray them, but the Funan Kingdom certainly would not—that was just how realistic it was.
Did he not know that a body like that could never conceive a child? What was the child obtained in exchange for his sister's life supposed to be? Who even cared about that child?
Officer Song came again, and the situation was just the same. It seemed that only by finding an opportunity to take him to the scene where he was discovered could there be a greater chance of figuring out his origins.
At this moment, their supreme and peak divine cultivation vanished, reducing them to ordinary mortals without any cultivation.
Looking at Dugu Jian and Long Hao, Feng Momo knitted her brows tightly. She desperately wanted to ask where on earth they got such confidence.
Unable to leave herself, she pinned her hopes on Luo Tianjiao and Lin Yuzhu, hoping the two would enter Pangu's divine corpse in her place to figure out what exactly the deity Pangu intended to do.
Furthermore, the look of satisfaction on her face when she drank the fish soup was almost as if she were drinking the elixir of immortality.
In front of the secluded valley of the Divine Demon Palace, Lei Sha was protected by a dark jade armor, leading numerous peak True God entities to guard the place.
"It doesn't matter, let's continue. I'm sure we'll eventually encounter the medicinal pill you need," Lin Yi said with an indifferent smile.
Liu Yifeng tried to touch the lake with his hand, but the texture was nothing like water at all; Liu Yifeng could not even describe the sensation.
Lin Wei was not far from Lin Yi's side. While fighting two demon generals, he still glanced from time to time in the direction where Lin Yi was, seemingly very concerned about Lin Yi's safety.
Jian Ling glanced at Gongsun Ting, but inwardly sneered. The Lihuo Sword Sect truly grew worse with each generation; apart from Beitang Jue, whose aptitude was passable, the rest were without exception mostly good-for-nothings.
If the truth were really so, then he would have no chance of avenging this grudge. After all, if he, as the vice-academy head, sought trouble afterward over a fair competition among new students, it would definitely invite severe criticism.
"Of course it can't be wiped out. I want a steady stream of people to come here and constantly battle with zombies," Xiao Kuang said, shaking his head.
For these past few days, Zhang Wei had been pondering this question. He always felt something was amiss, and the escape of that assassin had aroused his suspicion.
The Black Skull actually acted as a high-level hitman for the company; to put it bluntly, a dog raised by the company.
However, as he exerted force, he found that while he could pull the vine a certain distance initially, the further it went, the more useless it became. Instead, the vine gradually contracted and grew increasingly rigid.
For a cultivator to push a single cultivation path to the extreme could already be considered a freak of talent, yet Wen Qingye was actually able to cultivate all of them to extremely high realms.
In truth, regardless of whether one walked the path of demonic combat, the profound cultivator path, or the illusionist path, once their power reached a certain degree in the end, the boundaries between the paths would no longer be so distinct.
No one spoke along the entire journey, until the car stopped and Lin Chuqiao looked at Tang丽云 (Tang Liyun) beside him. Seeing her head tilted toward his side, he used the light from the hotel's entrance door to see that her eyes were closed, as if she had fallen asleep.