Chapter 70: The Return of Lord Potato Chips
"Fairy, Hard to Be" quickly approached its final chapters. Cheng Yu, who had been rushing to meet her daily three-thousand-word quota, suddenly found a burst of diligence deep in the night and poured her energy into finishing the last few chapters all at once, uploading them to the website in one go.
The following morning, Ming Shuang rose to find Cheng Yu still sprawled across the bed, fast asleep. With no classes scheduled for the morning, Ming Shuang decided not to disturb Cheng Yu, who had nearly stayed up all night. He quietly washed and groomed himself, then slipped out with Cheng Yu's meal card and ate breakfast in the cafeteria, even buying a few meat buns for her on his way back.
When Ming Shuang returned to the dormitory carrying the buns, only a crumpled blanket remained on Cheng Yu's bed, looking like a heap of pickled vegetables, and the person who should have been inside was nowhere to be seen. The room was silent.
It made no sense to be together and still hold back, especially after marriage. He lowered his head and leaned in to kiss her.
"Yes, my lady, please command the central army and witness how Hu Yantong slays the enemy and earns his merits!" Hu Yantong stood up, his face streaked with tears.
After finishing her reply, Li Ling spoke, and at once the door was gently pushed open. The thin young man from before entered again, evidently having waited outside all this time.
In this mortal world, who can last forever? Whether it is power or wealth, even the emperor who reigns above all will one day be replaced.
Compared to the Celestial Profound Sect, the Pure Pill Sect was much closer to the Extreme Spirit Sect. Arriving at the region governed by the Pure Pill Sect, the scenery was vastly different from that of the Extreme Spirit Sect, presenting a unique sight.
The true form possessed extraordinary might, the axe-light like the wrath of heaven. Its divine abilities were nearly equal to his own, and its experience in battle surpassed his by far. He could not help but distance himself from Xing Tian, wielding the innate spiritual treasure, the Haotian Mirror, to face his enemy.
She had already warned him: strictly speaking, he was now the son of a criminal. If he became entangled with the court, should any incident arise in the future, the outcome could be irreversible.
Yang Yi lifted the wooden board from the bed, revealing a dark hole beneath. He shook his head helplessly, wondering why people always loved to hide tunnels and secret passages under beds. Was it convenient for clandestine affairs?
"Do it—are you afraid of a mere beast?" Zhan Zhongzhong's eyes held a hint of terror, yet his voice remained cold as he addressed the others.
"This is good, this is good!" Yang Yi finally breathed a sigh of relief. Thinking of Vika's massive frame made him shudder. Yet, it was over—or so he thought. But within days, Yang Yi realized that things were slipping beyond his control. The reason was simple: the people of Locke County had money now.
When a genuine netherworld unfolded completely before one's eyes, tangible and visible, what kind of shock would that bring?
It was hardly surprising anymore. He had thought it was Guo Lin's doing, but he wouldn’t have murdered his own sect's disciples.
Xu Zi would never give Wang Ge any advice. After all, it was a wager, and helping Wang Ge would be cheating. Everything depended on Wang Ge himself.
He had planned to wait for Chaozi to emerge, but instead, it was Zhuo Xiong who came in from outside.
His only task was to send Brandon de Salion to Severance Mountain, to support Crown Prince Connaught de Salion stationed there.
"It really burned! What kind of flame is this—could it be a legendary fire?" The vendor stared in disbelief. As a craftsman, he knew well the durability of low-grade spiritual artifacts, yet it was so easily destroyed.
In the silent hall, the gaze of every knight and count turned to Loren Duling.
"The All-Star Game needs a new format," Sun Zhuo said slowly. Of the previous two, Sun Zhuo knew they existed in his past life, but for this new All-Star format, he'd only heard rumors. When Sun Zhuo was reborn, the NBA had not officially announced the change.
Two days after Brandon de Salion entered the palace without receiving any news, Loren accepted Grey Sarl's invitation and arrived at the Royal Academy of Wizards.
Given the scoring habits of these three old men, it would surely be another perfect score. Thus, the title of Asian Culinary God would fall to Miyazaki Kiyoi of the Eastern Isles.