Volume One, Chapter 107: Honeymoon

Su Li saw Chi Mu holding two plane tickets at the airport and assumed they were for a business trip, at least until Chi Mu handed the tickets to Mo Xingyuan and took his suitcase.

"You and the young mistress go rest; I will handle the rest."

"Understood."

As Mo Xingyuan took Su Li’s hand and walked toward the VIP lounge, Su Li suddenly realized: it wasn't him going on a business trip—it was both of them!

"I have to go to work!" Su Li’s heart sank when she saw the destination on the tickets. Going abroad, too!

Mo Xingyuan tucked the tickets away. "I’ve already asked for leave on your behalf."

"..." Su Li was speechless. "How could you ask for leave for me?" And besides, how did her boss even agree to it?

"A honeymoon," Mo Xingyuan said. "Your company..."

Inside, she wore a long red dress with a tube top, adorned with several flowing golden ribbons on a jade belt at the waist. Over it was a matching red gauze long-sleeved robe. The hem of both the robe and the dress brushed the floor, concealing a pair of red embroidered shoes accented with pearls.

This weight represented the bond between master and disciple, sealing away a form of void energy—indescribable, elusive, appearing yet not quite there. The emergence of this power, fused with the primordial spiritual essence, left the Holy Realm of Jiangyuan completely empty at this very moment.

As he spoke, his burning gaze remained fixed on Murong Fu. Although that strike had been fully unleashed, the residual power was not something that could simply dissipate.

"Husband, I’m so hot." Zheng Lian'er’s face was flushed, and fine beads of sweat were already forming on her neck.

However, to fully develop the potential within the body, the martial arts from a low-martial world like *Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils* were clearly of no further use.

Huangfu Dongmei did not stand on ceremony; she took the wild rabbit, casually tore off a leg, and handed it to Zhang Jiazi, who was sitting a bit further away.

***

Qiao Liuxi shook her head, the face suddenly flashing before her eyes belonging to that man, Shangguan Zixuan. She wanted to escape, but to her surprise, she couldn't summon a shred of strength.

Yuan Tan’s mechanical beast was a luxurious Mercedes-Benz, whereas Zhuge Liang’s was an ancient wooden cart.

"There is no need to worry about this Young Master Chu. Without a guide, it is impossible for anyone to find our Mantuo Villa. Besides, the young master travels alone, so it is even more unlikely that anyone would know!" Wang Yuyan said indifferently.

Five days later, He Jin and Zhang Rang compiled the military merit records. The highest honors went to Huangfu Song, followed by Hua An, and then Dong Zhuo, Cao Cao, Ding Yuan, and the various generals under Hua An.

That being the case, he could not let this guy go; otherwise, all the effort of these past few days would go up in smoke. This was the reason Xu Fei had to step into the arena—it was a necessity.

In the past, he might not have cared, but this time, he was facing the Poison Saint, so there were some things he dared not overlook.

"And a cat bed. Don’t tell me you’re going to let Kaka keep sleeping on your bed?" An Can picked up a top-tier cat bed from the side and placed it into the self-service shopping cart.

Noticing that the uncle and nephew were itching to fly inside, Yan Yi said nothing more, merely giving Yan Xi a brief instruction to keep an eye on the snacks Bei Bei was buying.

Then, she would foolishly hand over what was in her hands. But Yan Ying was a person who had lived two lives; reputation aside, staying alive was what mattered most.

Having harvested an unexpected joy, Li Zian hummed a tune and began tuning the wooden guitar in his hands before playing it softly.

Her shining eyes gradually dimmed. Even today, she still did not understand his heart.

Gu Hao went downstairs as he spoke. Saori, knowing that Huo Jingtian was accompanying him, figured Gu Hao would not be in any danger and did not follow him personally.

During the time she was out, Zang Tong and his disciples had already prepared many things for Lin Jinxiu.

Cloaked in black robes that trailed on the ground behind him, a verdant scorpion tail was faintly visible. At this moment, the man was respectful, intentionally lowering his breathing to avoid making any unnecessary noise that might disturb the Highness inside.

"We forfeit. All ninjas, leave the ring!" Yamamoto Guiyi shouted. Indeed, the Japanese side had only sent six superhumans this time, along with twelve Jonin from the Sakura Group—all of them space controllers. They had intended to take first place in the team competition, but their calculations had been wrong.

***

It could be said that encountering one's own people was a matter of luck, yet the rogue cultivators had actually managed to band together and establish the Rogue Cultivator Alliance.

After speaking, he pulled his hands, and the iron chains that had bound him instantly fell away. Jiang Yi’s guess was correct; the guy had been faking it. He had never been bound at all; he did it to lull Jiang Yi into a false sense of security. However, now that Jiang Yi had seen through him, there was no need to hide it any longer.

That day, a gardener from the Heavenly Realm arrived at Mount Yulu, as they were scouring for rare flowers and herbs for the garden of the Lord of the Heavenly Realm—the Benevolent Sovereign.

After all, even the Hall of Venerable Spirits could not identify the function of this treasure, and others were likely even less confident. Thus, although people kept bidding, the price remained suppressed.

The next moment, cheers erupted, catching Xia Mu off guard. Even though the Witch-Demon tribe members hoped that Wushan would win the duel, they still showed sufficient respect to him, an outsider.

Without a doubt, Chi Jiang was an expert at inciting emotions. After his speech, the fifty thousand soldiers were filled with righteous indignation; the awe they had previously felt toward Fengzi and Su Chenyang was replaced by hatred.

Ultimately, he decided to send a message to report to Tuoba Shao. Tuoba Shao was busy deploying troops for the Northern Kingdom, and Xiao Yan had already found a suspicious location for the treasure; this was the most critical moment.

"You bitch, just you wait! One day, I’ll kill you!" The man who had suffered such a great loss at the Hongyun Restaurant that day, seeing that Su Chenyang let him go, assumed the Yufeng Hall was afraid, and pointed at Biyu maliciously.

Pi Gu opened his eyes and exhaled, his temperament shifting instantly. His eyes narrowed into slits, from which a faint greenish light radiated. As his internal energy reached a peak, he lightly tapped the wooden box containing the flying gu. A snow-white insect stirred within, seemingly about to burst out of the box.

Qing Yi certainly understood this logic, but the poison had to be neutralized first. Even if her mother wanted to die, with someone watching, she would naturally not be able to.

Not long after, the airport broadcast announced that the six men, led by Brother Hei, had boarded the flight to Kunmin.

At this moment, several Fenglei Mountain deacons rushed over to place Xue Li on a prepared stretcher. Xue Li, however, shook his head, standing up with difficulty and stubbornness. Without looking at Xiang Bin again, he stumbled slowly toward the edge of the stage.