Chapter 40: Until Next Time, Little Lass

If only she were his daughter—how wonderful that would be. For the first time, Shen Jin harbored such a thought. He despised Xie Zhiyun, yet in that fleeting moment he envied him deeply.

To have such an adorable little dumpling, with her soft and sweet voice.

“Manman!”

Lu Qingqing, somewhat annoyed, couldn't help but shout at Manman, seeing the little one behaving without manners...

Had Yan Zhuangshi’s family returned those few hundred yuan earlier, those outsiders from the neighboring village would never have done what they did.

I nudged Zhang Yanlin, who was lying nearby. She sat up, pretending she had just woken. I showed her the message and closely observed her reaction.

Beyond the pressure from the Dragon Kingdom, all other nations dismissed the idea. Yet, the business opportunity presented by the Magma Giants was enormous; nearly everyone was watching the live broadcasts from the Dragon Kingdom’s base, and most of them adored the Magma Giants.

At this moment, Li Ling laughed and said, “The program is temporarily over—let’s begin the feast!” The guests, delighted by Li Ling’s show today, chatted joyfully as they took their seats.

To gather dozens of online celebrities, each boasting four to five hundred thousand followers, in one go—it truly required remarkable influence.

Originally, the Tyrant had no intention of letting them live to reach the place of exile. Now, having infuriated him, their fate would be worse than death.

She swept her sleeve and sat on the ground as well, her back straight. She picked up the man’s head that had fallen, aligning her gaze with his eyes—a deeply affectionate look exchanged.

Hearing Zhao Mengmeng’s footsteps returning next door, Yang Ming finally breathed a sigh of relief, wiping the cold sweat from his forehead.

It wasn’t impossible… Master and pupil, one dealing with people, the other with demons—the division seemed rather reasonable.

Recalling his own eighteenth birthday, he had only eaten a bucket of instant noodles, the days passing in unremarkable monotony.

“So, we came all this way for nothing? We can’t see anything?” Chen Mengqi said, disappointed.

Shao Hua, in Sanshui City, also dealt in jewelry and jade. Yet his business was much larger than Zhang Hongcai’s, with over a dozen jewelry stores under his belt, nearly half the city’s market.

At this moment, the Sea King was locked in fierce battle with Ashe. Though both were at the True God realm, the Sea King’s power far exceeded hers. Even with ice’s strong restraining effect on water, he remained superior.

In the iron pot, simmering with unknown vegetables, thick black smoke wafted up—strange and unnerving!

He gently lifted the covering. In the nest lined with thick dry grass and feathers, two large white bird eggs rested. His eyes lit up—these were treasures, a sumptuous meal awaited.

Just as Chen Hao was puzzled, the middle-aged man named Ah Wu thrust a powerful hand forward, his fingertip like an iron spike pressing into Chen Hao’s stomach. With that, Chen Hao felt a surge of gastric acid and, unable to control himself, vomited up everything he’d eaten for breakfast!

In the capital city of Chang’an, on the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the air was crisp, the sky a deep blue, and the full moon hung high—peaceful and blissful.

After all, he had never seen a python, once cut in two, still able in its mindless struggle to pound the ground into such a state.

After their souls left the encampment, the three flew through the sky, landing near Stone Dog Ridge.

Above, it was icy and snowy, but below, as soon as a snowflake touched the ground, it became rain. Su Wu, newly tossed in, fainted from the fall. After a long while, he awoke, his body racked with pain… I’m still alive! He looked around—the darkness pressing in all around.

He had heard that the ordinary folk under the Army Lord’s domain lived lives akin to paradise.

Liu Jin’s fate refused to abandon him; by chance, he was rescued by a merchant ship bound for Izumo in Japan. Liu Jin resembled Tong Guan, his voice gruff and face covered with a thick beard—no one suspected he was a eunuch, so he aroused no suspicion. Arriving in Izumo, unable to speak the language and burdened by grave injuries, his days were far from easy.