Volume 1, Chapter 63: Wei Feng

Inside the tavern, glasses were clinked and wine flowed freely.

No matter who had sent the youth such a vast fortune through that bronze mirror, urging him to seek out capable and adept assistance, the time had finally come for this final acupuncture session. Having experienced the events of the previous night, Ye Chong could not shake a certain lingering, ambiguous intimacy from the atmosphere within the bedchamber. During the process, Ye Chong even heard Cuckoo cry out in surprise, though he had no idea what had happened.

Emil led Lin Ai and the others on a steady march for three full days before finally halting amid a sea of yellow sand. Turning to Lin Ai and her companions, Emil said, "Ahead lies my sister's territory..." Emil's tone carried a hint of helplessness and tension. "My sister has a rather fierce temper," Emil emphasized once more.

When Ye Lanyu regained consciousness, she found herself lying on a soft bed, the tips of her limbs gradually regaining their warmth.

This was also the reason why, when the Prince's Estate needed manpower, he had eagerly volunteered to go. Not to mention how much he could earn along the way, once successful, the Prince's Estate would undoubtedly offer a reward. By then, would his wealth still be limited to a mere two strings of cash?

Returning to his seat, Li Fangcheng cast aside his identity as a producer and transformed into a devoted member of the audience.

The shifting expressions on Li Guor's face naturally did not escape Hua'er's notice. When Li Guor's face darkened with mounting rage, Hua'er desperately wished she could pull the cotton out of her ears to listen in and find out what on earth was going on.

Upon seeing Skasa approaching head-on, the three Imperial Guard commanders raised their cups to her in salute. Litreno, the True Dragon, even made a public declaration of love, giving the onlookers goosebumps.

Originally, it was precisely because the waters of the Jiangyuan were abundant and people would not die of thirst here that so many commoners had flocked in. Now that the drought had been resolved, compared to wandering aimlessly in foreign lands, the majority of people chose to return to their native homes.

Suddenly, an overwhelming stench of decay assaulted the senses. Following closely behind was a countless multitude of skeletal remains. These bones were humanoid yet not entirely human, with tiny saplings sprouting from the crowns of their skulls. However, due to the prolonged lack of watering, the saplings had already withered and turned yellow.

Xu Dabao spoke directly. He knew better than anyone how much money people could make nowadays. The exhausted workers in his own electronics factory toiled away for a whole month just to earn two or three hundred, whereas a single disc cost four or five hundred—only a fool would buy one.

Taking advantage of the moment he was distracted by his own ranting, Chen Jintang raised her arm and drove a golden needle into his neck.

Xiong Xiong was definitely not there. Even if the banquet at his home had concluded, he would likely have run straight to the House of Myriad Flowers.

Everyone was busy with their own tasks. Although hectic, they were all full of drive because they saw a brilliant and hopeful future.

Judging solely by superficial appearances, Xie Zhaoge was undeniably a good sister. In public, she always put on an act of deeply cherishing her younger sister, even speaking up for Changyao in front of Xie Huaijin and Song Qingqing to defend her.

Her own son was truly hopeless as well; he neither wished to win Liu Ruyuan back nor was willing to let her go. The two of them were simply dragging each other down in this deadlock, which was truly a headache.

Yet once one lost their bearings midway, heaven only knows where they might end up—they might just wander in circles and wind up right back where they started.

Senior Brother Chen Changsheng having more than one avatar did not surprise Li Xiuchang; what surprised him was the sheer arrogance in Chen Changsheng's tone.

This was utterly exasperating. Even if you held a nuclear bomb in your hand, if you encountered an immortal and unkillable enemy, would you dare to pull the trigger?

What had they traveled thousands of miles to Huainan City for? Wasn't it precisely for the fortuitous encounters hidden within the Great Emperor's tomb?

The Six Divine Arts were an ancient and supreme secret technique, though it remained unknown which deity had created them.