Volume One, Chapter 129: Madam, How About You Feed Me?

“Who the hell is that shameless paparazzo? How can they be so despicable?!”
She was so furious she nearly threw her phone.
“I specifically waited until midnight! I only changed and left after everyone had gone! I was trying to avoid being photographed! How on earth did they still manage to snap a picture? Were they hiding out with telescopes and cannons?!”
Wen Yunzhi listened helplessly to her raging on the other end of the line and sighed.
However, there was a certain secret technique mentioned that was worth noting—the ‘Ghost Shadow Step,’ a highly advanced skill in stealth and survival. Ji Bai was desperately searching for the blood of the Cloud Demon to refine the Cloud Soul Pill, all to cultivate this Ghost Shadow Step.
“Impressive!” the young man thought to himself. He didn’t know much about the character of Yun Feng, but his excellent marksmanship was undeniable.
“Since I’m giving you a chance to live, if you don’t cherish it, don’t blame me,” Xu Tian’s fully realized murderous Dao heart radiated wildly with madness.
There was even a cliff, which could only be climbed by hand, but if one wasn’t moving at maximum speed, the white light would relentlessly pursue and catch up.
Seeing that the person Luo Shengming pulled aside was a policeman who had removed his uniform, Kou Yiming’s heart exploded with anger. If that was the case, the real culprit had probably already boarded the patrol vehicle and left the precinct. “Let him go.” Kou Yiming raised his arm, and the electric glow in his palm pulsed fiercely, terrifying to behold.
A bout of hangover seemed to have changed him. Vaguely, in his dream, he was a prince of extraordinary beauty who, after a long passage of time, had cultivated to become a sovereign. He met Fusang at a tavern in the human realm.
Ordinarily, Daoists were aloof and indifferent. Jiang Yu couldn’t help but curse inwardly; this old Daoist was so unscrupulous, practically pushing him into the fire pit. If the place was as dangerous as the Necromancer’s Tomb where corpse cultivators dwelled, anyone who entered would surely be wiped out.
Only those sects with profound foundations could casually take out tens of thousands of pounds of stone without batting an eye. Ordinary half-step great masters wouldn’t be so extravagant; clearly, this scruffy old Daoist intended to make a quick fortune.
As the great hall returned to a chilling silence, Bo Xun watched the three figures disappearing into the distance. A cruel smile appeared on his feline face, as if recalling something. Then his brows furrowed, and he fell into a long silence.
Ling Xiao saw that the massive fissure was not very deep—only a few meters. Through the chasm, he could see countless imperial pills scattered below. A rough count put them at over a hundred.
Just as Wang Haoming’s expression grew dazed, the underground auction was reaching its conclusion, having sold three more items, mostly unearthed from tombs.
Clearly, at their age, whether in status or cultivation, it was no longer fitting to perform or fight in front of the younger generation. So those present were key figures stationed by various factions.
The carriage began to move. The golden, filigree incense burner hanging at the corner of the cabin emitted an even richer aroma, the delicate scent of orchids wafting throughout.
Although this massive ship was ancient, what shocked Xia Haoran was that its living quarters were fully equipped, including shopping malls, medical facilities, supermarkets, plazas, health centers, and entertainment venues—covering nearly every aspect of daily life.
Historically, the upheaval in Eastern Europe shocked the world because no one expected the Soviet Union to retreat so utterly and decisively, forcing governments determined to suppress the flames of democracy—such as those in Czechoslovakia and Yugoslavia—to face Western pressures alone.
Takeda Lan saw that Qin Lan showed no intention of returning to the stage to speak. She opened her mouth as if to salvage the situation but feared making things worse and upsetting him again, so she held back.
As the acclaimed top agent in South Korea, Jeong Haeil, Long Zhiyan felt he was no match for Huangfu Yuan. After taking on this drama for him, the agent had abandoned him at the set. To this day, he didn’t even know the agent’s phone number.