Chapter 73: The Victor
Although most of those present were not skilled in alchemy, they could still distinguish the grades of pills. Zhan Shun was a Pill King, yet he was given only a basic pill, while Qin Yu and Zi Ran, both of the younger generation, were tasked with refining advanced pills. The intention to cheat was all too obvious.
Even though they were angry, no one spoke up, for after all, the other party was the president of the Magic City branch.
Soon, all sorts of medicinal ingredients...
He barely had time to catch his breath. Looking up, he saw the massive head of the octopus above him. Its ink sac swelled, and a huge cloud of ink was ejected from the siphon.
News about Song Qinbei being gay quickly shot to the top of all major social media app charts, swiftly climbing to the top searches on Weibo and other headlines.
He had never before experienced such a sense of defeat in business, and at this moment it struck him with particular clarity. That discomfort was even more terrifying than having an enemy point a gun at his head.
Ever since she had received that photo from Yi Meng, sent on purpose, she couldn’t hold back any longer and had come running to pick up Lu Tianhao.
As soon as she finished speaking, she stretched out her arms and leapt—wind howled past her ears as she plunged downward.
Only then did EZ realize he had been tricked by this Bard. After handing over his heal, he was forced to give up his flash as well.
Tang Xin blinked, gazing at him without looking away. The man’s eyes were ink-dark, profound as a deity.
The dragon vein of Mount Tai, just as the nine immortal emperors had imagined, began to assemble into a structure like that of the ancestral dragon demon, forming a miraculous backbone that resembled a heavenly path.
Whether The Shy could react in time was another question, and even if he did, it was uncertain whether the speed of his ultimate could get him out of range before the Forge God crashed into him.
Glaive’s words made Su Li’s expression change slightly—did this mean he even retained his memories?
Yu Mengdie nodded. She understood that Luo Yidao’s judgment was sound. According to what they knew, not only was this organization mysterious, its influence was vast. Every time they acted, it was clearly to send a warning to others.
Ever since Li Qigou was put away, Wu Guixing had no more worries or threats, and making money had become easy. He seldom returned to Wu Family Village, so he didn’t know that Wu Tian had been transferred here.
Naturally, Nangong Ping had left a soul imprint within the array. Every move of the Divine Lord of Pingchuan was clear to him. But in the past month, he hadn’t had time to trouble the Divine Lord, since he had to prepare the antidote for the three sisters and also wanted to enjoy his own beautiful life.
“Now that you mention it, I remember! It was a certain ghost immortal from our Underworld who sent me here!” Jiang Wei said with a mocking smile.
Inside the room, the two whispered intimately, while outside in the living room, the many salespeople were abuzz, each trying to find out who the recently dismissed colleague was. Such a scene was truly rare.
But without the Temporal Pill, he could not improve his cultivation or breakthrough his realm. If he couldn’t improve himself, how could he dream of strengthening his power?
With that, she straightened her clothes, shut the car door, slung her bag over her shoulder, and, striking a pose of heroic sacrifice, strode towards the hotel entrance. Her high heels clicked rhythmically against the ground.
Tang Tong had transmigrated, possessing the body of a hapless minor officer. From then on, he shed the reputation of being a bloodsucking official, leading his destitute subordinates on the road to prosperity.
The two key targets could not be attacked, of course, so they turned their sights to secondary ones—such as the lower-ranked officers.
“Really? Then shall we go eat?” Cheng Mengyun hummed softly, peeking out reluctantly. Her half-unbuttoned clothes revealed a creamy expanse of skin on her chest—such a tempting sight, what man could resist?
As soon as she spoke, some began to lament choosing the wrong side. The confidence they had shown in supporting me evaporated, replaced entirely by complaints, and some even began to blame me.