Volume One, Chapter 50: Trademarks, Legal Entities, and Taxes!
Xu Mo said he was going to find Director Zhao. But in truth, he only deliberately invoked Director Zhao’s name in front of Molly and the others. Xu Mo’s ability to move freely within the supply and marketing cooperative, and to have matters handled as special cases, all hinged on his connection to Director Zhao.
It was precisely because of this relationship that, compared to other similar blogs, An Yilun’s blog held a particularly high degree of credibility within the ACG community.
Feng Tian remained silent, snorted coldly, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and launched another fierce attack. It seemed he was eager to break through Dongfang Weiming to pin down Liu Hongyan. His assault grew exceedingly brutal, leaving no room for error—each move was a resolute attempt to force Dongfang Weiming to retreat.
Unlike his usual calm and steady tone, Senior Sister Shiyu’s voice was now so soft, almost brimming with kindness and gentle warmth.
Before them stretched a massive city wall perched halfway up the mountain. Towering over ten meters high, the pitch-black iron-plated gates were tightly shut. Along the wall, sentries stood every five steps, with patrols every ten.
Zhao Fang suddenly turned his head, meeting the wide, copper-colored eyes of Wang Dahua. His imposing aura vanished instantly, and with a bitter smile, he picked up a cracked porcelain bowl from the ground, scooped a large serving of rice, and ate vigorously, muttering to himself as he ate.
“Can things now be the same as they were back then?” Dongfang Weiming rolled his eyes, nearly gasping for breath in anger as he spoke harshly to Ao Wuchang.
“Li Lin, this is the person you were waiting for. Didn’t you say we all knew her? Why do I feel like I don’t know her at all?” After Lu Qing approached, Zhang Lin looked carefully and realized she truly didn’t recognize her, feeling that Li Lin had deceived them earlier.
Xue Ning’s devouring talent, however, bore no such aftereffects. Once all the impurities of corpse energy were purged, the pure power that remained bore little difference from the natural spiritual energy of heaven and earth.
The sky darkened imperceptibly, with only a clear, bright moon hanging in the void, faintly illuminating the mountain path ahead.
Li Cha hurriedly turned his head, only to see Xu Ziling’s face pale as a sheet of paper, collapsing weakly into Kou Zhong’s embrace, barely breathing. His expression shifted suddenly, thinking to himself that the situation was grave.
Ying Ye pressed on through the cave, and after a while, the cavern opened wide. Hundreds of blood-red pearls illuminated the mountain interior. Inside were numerous swords, spears, and halberds, alongside corpses and skulls; perhaps the long passage of time had caused a stench so foul it was almost suffocating. Unexpectedly, this desolate and forbidding place concealed a “paradise” of its own.
With a concentrated surge of twelvefold vitality in his palm, he struck fiercely upon the blade, producing a crisp sound of shattering weapons echoing through the void, continuous and clear.
The five hidden Heavenly Sovereigns, overhearing Gu Chengkong’s words, were struck with alarm and thought inwardly: How could Gu Chengkong know the formation secret of the Five Sovereign Spirit Array?
After the doctors finished transfusing blood into Xia Yan, they unexpectedly discovered that Qing Xin’s blood was no ordinary type but a rare blood group in the world. They immediately collected samples and began research. Naturally, the conference yielded no conclusions, as it was the first time they had encountered such a miraculous blood type.
“Hmm, that’s a good idea. If the leopard recognizes me, then I’ll just accept my bad luck,” Qing Xin decided to take the gamble.
Most troubles arise just like this—you never know when something will go wrong.
Their strength was several tiers above their previous leader, Elder Meng. All lingering doubts Chen Baoyue had about Liu Chen vanished completely now.
Meanwhile, the Luofeng Army’s orders were clear: once all arrangements were made, they mounted their sword light and surged into the clouds, vanishing amidst the thick mist and gloom. The Great Sage Xu Shu, following troop classifications, dispersed the four hundred thousand troops throughout the deep forest in all directions. From among them, he selected twelve individuals from the Qingyun Guard, Green Forest Guard, and Tianhe Guard to be responsible for the three-dimensional defense of the southern side of the Tongtian River.