Chapter 107: What Must Come, Will Come

In the span of a single moment, a thousand thoughts raced through Yun Ting’s mind. The scene before his eyes blurred, and his steps faltered. He stumbled twice, gasping for air as if overcome by exhaustion, his entire being resembling a patient fever-stricken to the point of delirium.

Lost in a haze that clouded both his inner and outer senses, he was forced to drive the silver shuttle in his hand deep into the floor tiles, using it as a cane to support his weight. Leaning heavily against the long spear, he finally managed to steady himself.

Yu Zhen observed his uncle’s increasingly erratic state, calculating that the spiritual energy his uncle had expended should not yet be enough to fully erode his sanity through the curse. He decided he needed to turn up the heat.

With this thought, the assassin produced a fan made of cyan feathers from his palm.

As Liu Qiao spoke, everyone around cast their gazes toward me, leaving me feeling utterly humiliated.

If not for the speed restrictions imposed by the advancement of all things, his hands would likely have moved fast enough to break the sound barrier.

One year and two months after Qin Yu entered the Time Zone, a figure burst forth from the region and sped directly toward the Holy Land of Tribulation—it was Qin Yu, who had been cultivating at Immortal Peak for many years.

Zhao Cuixia felt that, at the very least, even if Li Erlong was a greenhorn with no experience, sleeping with him would surely satisfy her completely, inside and out—for the man was truly well-endowed.

Logically speaking, the stone steps should test aptitude, comprehension, and strength. Qin Yu was confident that in all three, he was not only inferior to no one but actually a cut above the prodigies who had come before him.

"Hmph, one a slut, the other a pretender; you two are getting off too easy." Luo Feng cursed as she returned to her seat.

Finally, someone came to the shop to buy and sell goods, and He Man always introduced every item with his characteristic gentleness.

Caught in a frenzy, Chen Fu unleashed a barrage for a full ten seconds. Hundreds of bullets, interspersed with seven instances of Class-E magical damage and the crushing shockwaves of intermediate knockback—the overwhelming combination of physical and magical attacks left the area where Lin Kai and his two companions stood shrouded in smoke, rendering them completely invisible.

Hong Kong is a duty-free port; due to differing tariff policies, the prices of certain goods vary greatly across the river. Shrewd businessmen would hire travelers with permits for Hong Kong and Macau to help smuggle contraband through customs.

Zheng Hua was Zheng Yue’s cousin. Though he was over thirty, he had not put on any weight. A native Malaysian Chinese, his Mandarin was poor, and when agitated, he would mix English and Cantonese.

"Get out, get out! Your beard is scratching my cheeks raw! Where are Guobin and Bucky?" Luo Quan cursed, though his face was already wreathed in smiles.

Liang Jian accepted the red envelope, but he was determined to return it to Shen Hongzhi, along with another from Yao Faming, the head of the District Finance Bureau.

"Who says I'm not doing well? I'm doing even better now. You know I work for the Xia family; it was Mistress Zhao, the second wife of Master Xia, who recruited me herself. When Master Xia was alive, she had to listen to him, but now that he’s gone, she’s in charge of everything. Haven't I prospered right along with her?"

He had only arrived at the Eighth Heaven recently, so it was understandable he hadn't been there, but Xiong Ziyan and the others were natives—could it be that none of them knew of the Thunderous Cliff?

From the moment the spiritual flying sword was fired to the instant Xiao Xiao appeared with the Dragon Sparrow Mad Blade, it all happened in a flash, despite the slow narration. Even Ye Tianzong was caught off guard before Xiao Xiao stood before the man in black, a cold smile on her lips, and swung her blade.

Fortunately, Guang Yuyuan returned in the afternoon to say that he had negotiated the deal and was just waiting for the funds. Liang Jian asked when the million yuan promised by Director Xu would arrive. Guang Yuyuan replied that it would take a week.

Jinling City only became the capital after the dynasty was established; it had served as the capital of the Great Ming for barely twenty years. She had assumed it would pale in comparison to Beiping Prefecture, which had, after all, served as the capital for so long under the previous dynasty.

The land owned by the Ji family was located on an island, and there was a tourist route from the lakeshore to the island. Zhuoyue Company took the initiative to propose a fifty-fifty split of the future revenue generated by this tourist line.