Volume 1, Chapter 47: Catching Them Red-Handed

Xiao Yingjie was defeated and sat down on a chair. Su Jinxia had become formidable, her tongue even sharper than that of an old woman scolding people on the street. It truly proved the old saying that quiet and reserved people should never be underestimated, for when they finally erupt, they astonish everyone with a single feat.

"The elders yield to the young. That is how I have done things all my life. You can argue until the sky falls, but I will only acknowledge this principle!"

Su An stood up. "Then starting today, there is no need to acknowledge this principle anymore!"

He walked directly toward the inner bedroom. Since the truth was going to be exposed, it should be exposed by him, the grandfather! He would not let his granddaughter bear the burden of the responsibility!

Knowing her grandfather's intention, Su Jinxia also quickly stood up.

Seeing that they were both about to enter the bedroom, Xiao Ying could only shout,

"......

After Nalan Tianwei finished speaking, he directly tossed his ring toward Nalan Fenghan outside the arena.

Taking advantage of the moment he was distracted, Lang Fei and the others eliminated several more fierce beasts.

"You... ugh..." Ryoko managed to squeeze out a single word before she could continue. Blood had already surged up from her throat, filling her mouth. The moment she opened her lips, it spilled down the corners of her mouth, drawing a glaring trail of crimson.

He immediately ordered Yan Yan to lead a naval force of twenty thousand along the central route, while he led the land forces along the northern route, converging together at Jiangling, leaving only the subordinate general Huo Jun to garrison the Zhongxian Pass.

The Green Lotus Sword Song could not be used right now. Having endured such a powerful blow, he needed a proper rest. Under the present circumstances, no matter what it took, he had to leave this place.

Some of these souls were merely ordinary mortals, but others were cultivators in the Qi Refining stage, possessing realms even higher than those few. Although they were only souls, they could still unleash seventy percent of their true strength, reducing Red Sanniang and Yuan Tianbao to a purely defensive struggle.

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Fang Qing had previously only stayed in the Divine Palace and had never ventured to the Heavenly Realm, so he did not recognize Cheng Nuo and Xu Qinwen, Zhou Rui said with a smile.

They took rural highway buses, hard-seat trains, and high-speed rail, during which countless controlled blades and weapons were confiscated by security checkpoints. Some even almost had their magical treasures confiscated—who told them to forge their magical treasures to look like contraband items. After going through all sorts of hardships, the first batch of over a hundred people had finally arrived in Xingcheng.

The two sisters looked at Ding Li and saw that he was tall and robust, with a face like fine jade and a natural aura of authority unique to those in high positions. Their hearts could not help but flutter. Gazing at Ding Li with a surging sense of shyness, they instinctively lowered their heads.

Strands of green law-based energy wisps permeated his body, surging wildly toward Xu Mo. In the blink of an eye, they completely covered his body, with tiny threads continuously weaving across his wounds. Every time they passed, the injuries healed by a fraction.

"The Heavenly Demon Sect?" Yun Ming frowned slightly. Just like the Dao Master, he instantly recognized the aura emanating from these strangers.

Two mages lost consciousness, and one swordsman was swept off the arena, leaving only Brian and another swordsman. Under the summoner's control, the hellish ghoul also swept the surviving swordsman out of the arena.

Various bosses transferred funds on their mobile phones one after another, inquiring about Young Master Fu's bank account. Ten minutes later, everyone who needed to make a transfer had completed the operation. Young Master Fu confirmed them one by one, stating that he had collected all six gambling stakes, making a total of seven including his own.

Slowly, a transparent passage appeared between the black dog and the energy ball. As soon as the blue energy ball entered the passage, it immediately became unstable, looking as though it was about to disintegrate at any moment.

Although the cultivators of the East China Sea were arrogant and domineering, once they were truly convinced and submissive, they would harbor no lingering animosity whatsoever.

Yet he also understood that he was able to hold on for these few days entirely thanks to the widow of his late superior, and even more so to the firm belief in that single phrase: when the human heart is kind, the heavens will never deceive; persevere through the clouds and you will see the sunrise.

A similarly wondrous thing happened to the two of them. They fell into an exceptionally deep and sweet sleep, as if they had never been injured at all. The driver even began to snore softly. Li Youcai smiled happily. Although the three of them had nearly died this time, fortunately, an expert had appeared to resolve the crisis, and he could now consider himself as having given an account to the Lin family.

A slender mutated creature was seen drilling its way out from underground, and Li Min, who was inside the tent, happened to witness this scene.

These people had all tempered themselves through trials within the Valley of Myriad Demons, and nearly every single one of them had experienced life-and-death combat, far surpassing those comfortable and leisurely cultivators.

Furious that Mota dared to be so audacious as to act entirely on her own, and furious not only that she didn't bring him along, but that she actually dared to ditch him without even a word of farewell, Qian Dai was filled with gloomy frustration.

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Qian Dai's mind failed to turn around in time. Reaching out, he grabbed Mota's hand as she clenched his collar, and blankly blurted out a question that instantly deflated all the pent-up threats brimming inside Mota's mouth.

Flipping through the contract, it was a B-tier contract. Apart from a handful of top artists, the vast majority were on B-tier contracts, so there was really nothing much to look at.

With that single, deeply meaningful remark, she knew it would inevitably involve Zhang Nianqing. Shen Yu'nan did not mind—was she a fool not to use a powerful backing when it was available?

Under the stimulation of sharp pain, she briefly lost consciousness three times. As fear accumulated, her hatred grew continuously as well.

These massive boulders numbered over a dozen pieces in total. The characters carved upon them were quite large, with probably fewer than ten characters per slab, and many of them were incomplete.

Ever since he mastered the "trick" to drinking alcohol, Li Zexuan still did not particularly like drinking, but he was no longer afraid of it. Hearing this, he raised his wine cup, stood up, and offered a toast to Cheng Yaojin and Qin Qiong.

Without another word, and completely ignoring the risk of exposure, Mota reached out and pressed her fingers onto Ma Youlong's wrist. Channeling her ability as if it were inexhaustible, she continuously poured it into Ma Youlong's body, watching with her own eyes as the wounds on Father Ma's body slowly healed until they were completely restored to their original state.

Half the year had already passed, and the wave of returning travelers was gradually beginning. The previously empty city of Beijing saw an increasing number of people daily, yet the festive atmosphere of the New Year remained quite faint.

It was said that in order to secure this batch of weapons, Xu Jingcheng had gone through immense trouble, purchasing them at a heavy price from arms dealers, with substantial assistance obtained from the United States military in the process.

The group filed out one after another. Passing through the command headquarters, Jiang Haoran ordered a state of combat readiness, instructing all airfields near Taiwan to prepare for immediate takeoff, and demanding an immediate inquiry into the exact positions of all naval fleets, especially the First and Second Fleets, to accelerate their advance toward the Bashi Channel.

Similarly, in the original historical timeline, the servants of the Xu family "embezzling and stealing the transport pigment silver of the mansion" was a major crime, but what truly caused a massive shock to the Xu family was Sun Kehong's pursuit of official appointment—rising from a government student to a prefect was already an overreaching ambition, yet he still wished to "pull strings through high-level connections." This was a war waged by the entire scholarly literati class against non-mainstream officials.

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