Volume One, Chapter 38: The Liu Family Foresees the Drought

During the experiment, if anyone asked a question, Professor Lu would pause his work to provide an explanation. Many students were shocked and filled with questions. Looking at the glowing Buddhist relics in their hands and the ruined ancient temple and Buddha statues, they felt that this world had become incredibly unfamiliar, and they sensed that some of the things Fang Qing had previously speculated were likely true.

Liu Boyan said indifferently that it was not that he insisted on sending Luo Xiu away, but that the current Great Xia was far from peaceful. However, for Fang Qing, this light was gentle, and the flames were equally mild.

"Is that really a thing?!" Lin Wanbai exclaimed, her voice reaching a rare high pitch for this year. An arranged marriage with Yichen... how come she didn't know about it?

He Changxin was greatly shocked: How could this be? Just last time, Ming Hongguang was unable to resist my power... though it seemed it wasn't entirely unable to be resisted; at the very least, Ming Hongguang himself remained completely unaffected and could, to a certain extent, influence the outcome.

As for the format of these gifts, they were all designs prepared by the platform according to the various seasons and holidays. These were the best grains and plump chickens their families could offer, and the two of them ate quite heartily.

Upon hearing this, even though Lei Shan was unwilling, he could only retreat, though he kept his eyes fixed firmly on Li Tian and Liu Boyan. They visited several famous attractions, such as the Forbidden City and the Temple of Heaven, and even made a special trip to see the memorial hall of the statues in the Sichuan-Shu Square, where the elderly couple was moved to tears.

Kong Hai believed that Wang Sheng was not lying, but in his heart, he still felt that this matter must have something to do with Baye. The casual onlookers began to get confused; with both sides presenting their own arguments, they did not know which one was true.

Wu Sangui’s thick eyebrows bristled at the sound. He looked sharply at Hahaha, murderous intent flashing in his eyes. His bloodshot whites framed pupils like lead bullets, appearing as if they might pop out of their sockets and shoot toward Hahaha at any moment. Behind him, cotton mill owner Zhou Qingquan and his son, the bandit Jin Shanzhao and his disciples, and some people from the slums who were watching the scene, all fell silent.

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Long Ming held the "Lover's Eye" in his hand, wondering if he could withstand the sword strike if he were to face Beiye Jiugui himself. Sighing softly, he set these thoughts aside and refocused on the spell in his hands. The five sacred mountains were complete; the next step was to push them out to cooperate with the shadows of the Eight Gods in guarding this realm.

Zhao Yishan diverted a surge of mana into his sea of consciousness to slow down its expansion. Life seemed perfectly calm, with everything proceeding in an orderly fashion, and construction work continued in full swing without pause.

Half an hour later, Xia Ziyan was still playing with enthusiasm, but the three grown men, Shen Linfeng included, were already exhausted from walking.

"Don't be like this, let's talk it out." Seeming to understand something, Hao Yuru's tone softened.

Shen Tao also turned his head to look, only to see a handsome young man walking slowly in from the path that had been cleared. Beside the handsome young man were two middle-aged guards. After all, the top ten on the Earth Rankings were the strongest group in the outer sect; if they were to act casually, it would cause a large number of people who could have made it into the top fifty to be unable to do so.

The poor simply didn't have the money to wear custom-made clothes; rather, it was the wealthy who did it for the aesthetics, as the price was of no concern to them.

"Fine, the worst that happens is I won't ask you to deliver late-night snacks next time." Pulling Chai An'an into his arms, Hao Lin found himself missing her smile.

Yet, she would likely never be able to reach him. Now, there was something within her power that could help him and be beneficial to her as well—a win-win situation.

Thinking that Shen Tao would soon make a fool of himself, the smile on Ouyang Zhenghong’s face grew even broader. The sound of hammering did not last long before a "creak" signaled the wooden door being opened.

Honestly, I truly did not want to believe that the man had come back to life. Everything in the world has its destiny; even a person who has died cannot be resurrected, let alone a mere puppet.

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"Me!" Cheng Li no longer knew what to say; it turned out Maria had already returned.

"The Demon Clan's Divine Court is worthy of its reputation; even those guarding the mountain gate are experts of the Imperial Path!" The old Taoist shrank his neck and muttered in shock.

Cheng Li set his cup aside, and Origami Tobiichi took a look; it was filled to the brim with coins. Since no new tasks appeared after completing the newbie mission, it seemed that the system had a certain pattern for issuing tasks.

Since the destination had been decided, there was no need to linger in this sorrowful place that had completely lost its vitality. Bai Yi immediately led the group toward the border, preparing to take them back to the East plane together.

Under the control of the angels, this grand ceremony was visible in every corner of the East Continent, which greatly inspired courage in the hearts of the believers. For a time, morale soared! Yesterday's defeat vanished like smoke, and they wept with excitement, praying that they would be chosen that day to join this holy war.

Upon hearing this, Yang Feng understood immediately, but he did not want to interfere in other people's family affairs, so he could only shake his head and say nothing more.

The gun butt swung down by the black militant was caught by five slender, jade-like fingers. Although the force of the strike was great, he had not used his full strength for fear of killing Zhao Yunhan. As a result, the blow landed in her palm without causing her to budge; instead, his fist felt as though it had been clamped by an iron hoop.

If this plastic surgery reality show achieved high ratings and attention, it would not only serve to create stars and generate revenue for his entertainment sector, but it would also provide excellent advertising for his plastic surgery hospitals. The influx of beauty-conscious people would surely pack the doors of his clinics, leaving him rolling in wealth.

Qin Aotian could no longer explain why he could not allow Ouyang Minghe to die; perhaps it was not just for the sake of Gu Nianxi’s illness.

"I hope you are right this time; we have all entrusted our lives to you!" As he spoke, Adu pressed his finger onto the launch button.