Salary Increase

A cyan long sword violently pierced through the one-eyed man's chest. The deep cyan blade was unstained by any blood, shrouded in a hazy cyan glow that exuded an indescribable, eerie aura.

"Listen to me, don't ever say these things to me again. Just hearing them makes me sick," Kang Fanni said, turning around and walking away directly.

The daily supplies needed by the army stationed at Cangmang Mountain were basically transported from the rear by people.

Shangguan Jin raised her eyes to watch the two figures gradually fading into the distance, a slight curve touching the corners of her lips. From their conversation, she had mainly gathered several pieces of information.

"Well done, Luoxi! Hahaha, run these little bastards down!" Yin-Yang Heavenly Corpse laughed heartily upon seeing how quick-witted I was. Yet, not a shred of paternal affection could be detected in his eyes, which almost made me retort and curse him out. However, considering that the time wasn't right yet, I had to swallow my anger and endure it.

A piercing pain shot up from the soles of her feet. Shangguan Jin frowned; true to its name as the Ten-Thousand-Year Earth Flame, even with her spiritual energy protecting her body and her peerless lightness kung fu, she was still severely burned.

How could the Emperor and the Empress Dowager fail to see that the so-called assassination attempt was riddled with doubts? It was just that all the evidence now pointed toward the Empress, and they could not afford to take no action.

Xiang Wei did not reply, but his gaze was complex as he reached out and simply pulled Kang Fanni into his embrace.

Jiang Yunyao suddenly thought of something and asked Liu Xinhe again, "Cousin Xin, do you happen to have any aphrodisiacs on you?" Jiang Yunyao looked at Liu Xinhe with a sweet and charming smile.

Chu Tianyu's brows furrowed slightly, a flick of cold light flashing through his icy pupils. He knew his imperial father very well—the man was shrewd to the core. Mu Chi's words forced him to deeply ponder whether every single move he made was under his father's constant surveillance.

With a muffled sound, the rushing water of the waterfall was parted, and Tang San, soaked from head to toe, rushed into the water curtain cave.

Lan Feiyan suddenly recalled that when she had been startled while bathing, she seemed to have been completely seen by him. The tips of her ears instantly turned red.

Furthermore, the source of steel had always been tightly controlled by other merchants, which was extremely detrimental to Zhenghua's development. The Chuansha Steel Plant was still in trial production, and the quantity and quality of the steel raw materials it produced were far from sufficient. It might suffice for the short term, but if this continued in the long run, they would inevitably be choked at the throat by others.

Lan Feiyan sat leaning against the grassy ground near the wall. Although mosquitoes occasionally came to bite her, she was simply too exhausted and managed to fall soundly asleep.

"There is the smell of blood in the alley." Teng Zhuyue's nerves were taut. Although her martial arts skills were formidable, her primary mission was to protect Jiang Yuanliu, making her exceptionally cautious.

Perhaps because of the earlier argument, or perhaps because things that shouldn't have been said were spoken, the atmosphere inside the carriage along this entire journey was exceptionally quiet—so quiet that it felt somewhat unnatural.

The system was giving a milestone achievement prompt at a time like this? It almost felt as if it were deliberately trying to stop him from configuring his fourth spirit ring for his martial soul.

For the past ten years, constrained by his own cultivation level and limited operating funds, Boss Yun had never truly flourished. He could only rely on some resources provided by the Myriad Treasures Immortal Sect to scrape by in the disreputable underground world, becoming a black-market merchant trading in illicit goods.

Chen Xuan was deeply frustrated. What to do? What the hell was I supposed to do, didn't you see? Did you think I ran off to Nanyang to play house, you bastard? You just wanted to expand your own power and dragged me in to act as your shield.

This remark hit the nail on the head. Every beginning is hard. No matter what one sets out to do, money is always the most important thing. However, what kind of connections had Sifan made to be so confident about coming to Jiangcheng to beg for funds?

Qian Boli muttered in silent contemplation. He knew his Heavenly Might Army like the back of his hand, but he had no bottom line regarding the combat effectiveness of Liangshan's eagles. Having never witnessed the true faces of the "rebellious mobs," how could he make an accurate judgment when separated by hundreds of miles? And to base his countermeasures on such a judgment... that would simply be absurd.

That day, this person had ultimately been defeated by Yi Juntian. Because her impression of Yi Juntian over the past two days was still deeply engraved in her mind, various past events had floated up through her memory, allowing Feng Xiaoxiao to instantly recall the man's background with just a casual hint.

Sea beasts below the sixth rank were no match for her whatsoever. The reason fierce beasts were formidable lay in their physical bodies; while human cultivators possessed physical bodies far more fragile than those of fierce beasts, they possessed wisdom, utilizing powerful artifact-forging techniques to create magical treasures that far surpassed the physical might of any beast.

Everyone was simply trying to solidify the suspicion that Rao Xuekong had harbored hatred and poisoned Princess Yang to death. Right now, indeed, her suspicion was the greatest.

Zuozuo and Youyou obediently stepped forward. As they passed by Shi Zhongyu, they suddenly stopped, each grabbing one of her sleeves and bringing it up to their noses to sniff. Their movements were completely uniform, without the slightest discrepancy or discord.

Bai Caigu even specifically had Bian Jingzi emerge from the ghost spirit card to take charge of the practical construction and guidance work for the Wei Liying Memorial Hall.

Those people from Dongtu—or rather, Huyan Qing's faction—seemed to possess all sorts of bizarre and crooked ways, and they had to be guarded against at all costs. Could the person just now have been Huyan Qing himself?

That ball of fire suddenly caught up, but then swerved and struck the ground right beside them. Covered in cold sweat and daring not to linger, Li Yushan quickly slipped away to save his skin.