Chapter Ninety-One: The Four Great Clans

The Four Great Corporations of BD City—the Jin Corporation, the Mu Corporation, the Situ Corporation, and the Ouyang Corporation! Upon hearing the host's announcement, Tang Huai quieted down for the moment. The Four Great Corporations of BD City were undoubtedly the most influential and authoritative conglomerates within BD City, holding a weighty position. Their assets accounted for a terrifying share of the city's economy. Even the municipal party secretary would show deference to them...

Everyone present felt a jolt in their hearts. Many mutants were rejected by society precisely because the changes in their appearance were too striking—unusual skin colors, excessive body hair, even double pupils. These bizarre features resulting from their abilities greatly intensified the aversion of ordinary people.

First came contacting work, buying materials—cement, sand, tiles, lumber—everything that could be prepared was readied in advance. Workers were easy to find; in fact, many people right in Xingwang Village had experience working on construction sites.

However, when the chief's gaze swept past the bandits locked in combat in the distance, he ceased his musings, turned back, and met Xuan Ku’s eyes.

After seeing Zhou Hongyun, Bai Yibai could finally lay down the burdens on her shoulders, nestling into her beloved's arms and releasing the emotions she’d held back for so long. Zhou Hongyun hurried to comfort her, but he didn’t know how to put his suspicions into words.

But after hanging up, Zhou Fangyuan thought for a moment, did not rush home, but instead dialed another number.

As the saying goes, the best always comes last; cicada nymphs that emerge in September have lived longer underground, accumulating more fat and protein, so they are often bigger and tastier.

The iron sheet of the ruins was lifted slowly by that pale hand, revealing the damp stairs beneath, and a “man” sprawled obliquely on the steps.

Li Bigmouth was just an ordinary cook, but he daydreamed all day about learning martial arts and becoming a hero, never focusing on his cooking.

Bai Yuan, having forcibly seized the Dao Fruit and torn it from his body, had already gravely injured his foundation. His aura was now extremely weak, but what pained him most was discovering that his own son and grandson were so selfish and self-serving, not caring about him at all. How could Bai Yuan not be heartbroken?

The battle in the starry sky raged with unimaginable intensity, while in Cloud Hidden City the contest between the dragons of fortune was equally fierce. The two golden dragons of fate tore at each other with desperate ferocity, both covered in wounds.

For a cultivator, losing their cultivation was akin to death. Upon hearing that Jiang Yikang intended to strip him of his powers, Shi Yun was aghast.

Passersby glanced curiously as they walked by, wondering what could be so amusing to these two, and simply regarded them as eccentrics.

“Give it up, you’re wasting your strength. Once you’ve entered my Divine Desire Celestial Palace, don’t think about ever leaving again.” Suddenly, a coquettish voice rang out.

All who follow the Dao long for immortality; naturally, Ye Haoran was no exception, but Bai Shou’s words dashed his hopes.

Once, a world was merely a sphere of yin and yang, but now this world was shrouded in countless crimson Asura winds, with faint hints of the three realms—heaven, earth, and man—emerging around it, making it look incomparably majestic and imposing.

As Wu Hao had expected, at that moment Wu Gang was outside, astonishingly relocating the deep blue thunder-element demon core from his middle dantian, using his spiritual power to lift it into the center of the thunderclouds above, as if preparing an even more devastating attack.

Once that voice faded, a commotion of footsteps erupted nearby, then quickly returned to silence.

Eevee was utterly confused, completely unable to grasp what Wang Hao was trying to say. But Wang Hao offered no explanation, suddenly leading Eevee out of the tent and looking up at the blue sky, a nameless sorrow welling up within him.