Chapter 23

"Does this even need saying? There isn't enough honeysuckle left to justify so many hands. You've brought everyone here just to hand out money," the village chief said, puffing on his hand-rolled cigarette.

"Jia'er, I thought I would never see you again." Seeing Mo Xibei enter, Empress Dowager Jiang was overcome with emotion. She tried to sit up, but swayed and collapsed back onto the couch.

Shen Muqing recalled the way Xiao Cheng had called Cha Xiu "Mother"... It was no wonder Xiao Sa wanted nothing to do with Xiao Zhao.

"Are you saying I’m more of a fox than a white bear?" Xuanji feigned ignorance, making Ke'er stomp her feet in frustration.

Heaven knows if Houtu eats people. If she does, someone as tender and succulent as her would surely be the first choice on the menu. Houtu had long been itching to get her hands on her.

Cotton cloth already existed in this era, but spinning cotton thread was incredibly labor-intensive, resulting in extremely low yields and prices higher than silk.

A faint smile touched Dongfang Fei'er's lips. Just as she had made her move, Qing'er had secretly assisted her, allowing the surprise attack to succeed. Otherwise, capturing the thin, wiry old man in the Beizhi Cauldron would have been no easy feat.

Even the village chief, Zhang Guinian, was utterly shocked. He had guessed that Chen Erhui was making a good living, but he never expected it to be more than what he earned from two years of farming.

It was the kind of allure that seeped into one's very bones, even more intense than Xie Meijun's charm, instantly evoking a desire to head to a brothel to quench the fire.

"I feel like Gao Lingrou is suspicious. She seems concerned for me on the surface, but it makes me feel like she wants to drive me away—to leave this team." Yan Qinqing knew he was worried and felt warmed by it, but this task had to be done, so she changed the subject to prevent him from trying to dissuade her further.

Following the direction Mo Qian pointed, more people accompanied by various animals appeared, with some creatures even wandering freely along the streets.

After Lance returned to his mansion, David sat on the sofa in the living room, waiting for him with a glass of red wine in hand.

My oxygen was running low, and with Old Wu’s mouth agape, vast amounts of seawater flooded his lungs. Finally, he let go and drifted slowly toward the surface.

"You must exhaust all the blood in your body to kill him. Of course, you could also choose to live on. Now, I will return your wronged soul and bring you back to life." After Zhaocai finished speaking, she softly chanted a spell, and Dugu Liuli began to float upward.

Seeing the restrictive spell on Ye An'an removed, Lance and Yan Zifeng, who had been on edge the entire time, finally let out a sigh of relief.

"Ignorance is no excuse. Mu Yunfan also said that everyone is equal upon entering Tianxia Kaixuan; one must rely on strength to command respect," Dugu Liuli said calmly.

Ye An'an, who had been in the middle of a dream discussing how to deal with Circe with Morpheus, was suddenly interrupted when Lance’s figure intruded into their sight.

As for those who had been robbed of their silver, they were on pins and needles now that they knew she was still alive. Dugu Liuli held evidence of their violations of gang rules; if she were to reveal it, wouldn't they face expulsion?

Several players from the Hegemon Alliance were running wildly, one of them having reached his limit with such a life of constant fear.

Little did Luo Xintong know, she naively believed that Olman looked down on her and had humiliated her with his words.

Even the void could not withstand the pressure of the grey devouring vortex, tearing open one rift after another.

Huang Yaruo seemed unable to process his previous words. What did he mean by saying that if she had any trouble, she wouldn't fare well either? She clenched her fists tightly, suppressing her emotions for a long time before finally calming down.

Meng Po was so excited and overjoyed upon receiving the item that, had Chen Fan not reminded her, she might have forgotten about the Ten-Generation Evil Infant entirely.

"Captain Zhang Gang, regardless of your relationship with that guy, don't waste our time while I'm still being reasonable. We need to catch the one o'clock bus," Ye Fan said.

Because, as Xiao Fan had said, his virtual origin path could not be restored at any given moment.

At the time, her proposal had been for the sake of survival, but now, was opening the shop simply to acquire more points?

The Investiture of the Gods slammed heavily into another avatar of the Primordial Fruit, shattering it into a mass of fortune energy.

An ominous-looking old man’s eyes turned cold. With a flash, he darted forward, brandishing a copper hammer to intercept the Beichen sword aura in mid-air.

Yulong occasionally stepped into the dressing room; after changing into a new dress, she would come before Ye Tian to show it to him.

—We should listen to this Zhao Wuji and head down to the south side of the mountain, find that pool, and figure out a way to enter the tomb through it. This is why I suspect this Zhao Wuji has been here before. It's impossible to tell how deep that pool is; how bold must someone be to even consider taking the water route?

At noon, Cui Xiurong slaughtered another chicken, and they all ate together. Knowing they would be following Xu Fang tomorrow, Cui Xiurong didn't feel the usual sting of regret over killing the bird. In addition to the chicken, she stir-fried a plate of eggs and two vegetable dishes.

Jian Chi held his broken sword high, channeling his sword arts to gather the sword intent from the ink-wash sword realm, sending countless streams of ink-like sword light flying outward.

Once more people started using Guaibo, everyone would subtly shift toward it. Once the number of Weibo users dwindled, people would abandon Weibo entirely in favor of Guaibo, subsequently accepting Xuelan phones.

I hung up the phone and followed at a distance behind Zhang Qingqing. She walked along, glancing suspiciously at the road; she was probably frustrated that there wasn't a single taxi in sight tonight.