Volume One, Chapter 36: Strike First to Gain the Advantage
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Hearing this, Zhao Long came to his senses and turned to look at the newcomer. “What are you doing here?” The newcomer was none other than Li Nian’er.
Beforehand, Yuan Qingfeng had discussed with the family head the possibility of an attack by the Liu family. But seeing how badly Yuan Zhenyu had been injured, he could not help worrying.
“Brother Long, I told you that if you want me to leave, you’ll have to wait until I’m dead. Otherwise, I’m not going anywhere.” Zhao Long had barely begun speaking when Fatty interrupted him.
Brother An had not witnessed the scene himself. He had only heard Junzi and the others describe the bizarre events in a jumble of voices.
With a sudden splash, he leaped straight down. Those in the vehicle immediately stopped and got out to look at the river below.
The moment Yuan Qingfeng discovered that both referees on Liu Qingwei’s team were members of the Liu family, he knew that winning would be far from simple. Judging by Liu Qingwei’s air of complete confidence, his hunting record must include at least several ninth-level ferocious beasts—perhaps even demon beasts.
Chu Yun’s expression was none too pleasant either. The photographs had been sent to Yi Jiazhen in installments. He ought to have seen them all by now, yet he had shown no reaction whatsoever. The moment he returned, he had become so intimate with Tong Ran. Suspicion began to stir in Chu Yun’s heart. Had Lin Shurou really sent every one of those photographs to Yi Jiazhen?
Lantern Festival greeting: On the first full moon of the new spring, the sky and sea shine clear and blue; lights adorn the plain, bright flowers bloom anew. The radiant evening mirrors your smiling face, and I am intoxicated by it, as though Chang’e herself had returned.
Sun Ping’s heart jolted. So the Mad Lion had seen through his scheme—that was why he had turned against him.
“Really?” Qiao Ying was overjoyed. Just moments ago, she had been utterly desperate. She had come to the Qiao family merely to reclaim the memorial tablets of her parents, never expecting to encounter such an ordeal. Her heart had nearly sunk into despair. Now that Zhao Feng had said this, he had given her hope once more. How could Qiao Ying not be delighted?
Moreover, this primordial giant’s organs possessed such powerful regenerative abilities that even if its bladder were punctured, it would rapidly heal, preventing any urine from escaping. Even taking a step back, should urine leak out, it would not cause any serious hindrance to its body.
After Zhang Haotian dealt with the aftermath caused by Daji, he turned his attention to the Investiture of the Gods.
Shagen could refuse to answer Zhang Haotian’s question, but he had to respond to the subjects kneeling before him.
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“You foolish girl. You ran back to the Demon Realm, and I couldn’t possibly feel at ease. Of course I had to come and take you home,” I said to Ai Tangtang inside the cage.
Most importantly, if Ye Xunhuan were to play the mantis stalking the cicada while the oriole lurked behind, matters would become truly troublesome.
As Houtu’s thoughts stirred, the Heavenly Dao manifested at once. The entire prehistoric world underwent another violent transformation—the birth of a vast world within the prehistoric world itself.
Yet, almost imperceptibly, the corners of her lips curved upward in a fleeting smile, vanishing in an instant like a summer flower.
He had assumed that after remaining silent for so long, the clan chief would discuss how to handle the aftermath. Instead, the man simply skipped over it altogether. Liang Yihe, already burning with indignation, could no longer bear it.
“This won’t do!” Yet Wu Sheng 2009 did not surrender easily. His nature was stubborn, and he was fiercely obsessed with victory. A strange light flickered in his eyes as a plan to reverse the battle rapidly took shape in his mind.
But what great hardship was a lack of money? He could give her some. If she refused to accept it outright, he could lend it to her instead.
“No. We must discuss this! In front of all these brothers and friends, I hereby declare, as the leader of the North City Cloud Society, that the Cloud Society will merge with the Southern City Heavenly Gate!” Yun Hen finished in a low voice, then tipped back his head and drained the white liquor in his cup before setting it heavily on the table.
Suwa Kanako’s veins throbbed at her temples. She had nearly turned around and beaten the fellow senseless. But then she thought that if she truly did so, Yasaka Kanako would probably be the first to stop her. Now that she no longer possessed the power of faith, Kanako—who had less need for such power—was instead even more overpowering than before.
She had assumed that the Old Madam had learned of what she had done and wished to give her instructions. Who could have imagined that the Old Madam would instead present her with such a delightful surprise?
Only then, still shaken, did Li Qian hurriedly search around. Jiang Ping, who had been beside her just moments earlier, had inexplicably vanished. She immediately lost her composure and instinctively tried to call for help.
Matt leaned against the doorframe, standing with one foot across the threshold. He took a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and then gazed at Bei Hai, waiting for the captain to speak.
“President, will you be attending the negotiations tomorrow?” Banben Youzhi watched Bei Hai’s expression collapse. After waiting another two or three minutes, he finally asked him the question.
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And what about Mu Heyan? Did he also possess a space capable of admitting people? Shi Leilei had wondered about this and had even speculated that Mu Heyan’s unusually good aptitude might be connected to it. But she did not take the matter to heart. Those could be other people’s secrets, and she had no need to uncover them. She was merely curious.
“All right, enough nonsense. Be a good boss. If you need anything in the future, call me. I’ll help if I can.” Xiao Feng shook his head. Although he had made arrangements throughout various regions, he truly had no particular interest in Singapore. After all, he had done nothing to deserve simply taking over the Hua’an Gang’s territory; it would hardly be proper.
Lin Yi had posted the recruitment notice a week ago, and his mailbox already contained more than a hundred applications. After all, ONE Network was no obscure company, but an emerging Internet firm with an established presence even in Silicon Valley.
Yun Chuxue was not particularly surprised to encounter him here. She had long since guessed that his identity was anything but ordinary.
After receiving Xie Xunfeng’s affirmative answer, Huiyin nestled into his arms, happier than words could express.
The news that ONE was establishing a branch in South Korea had made the country’s Internet companies extremely nervous. But after learning who stood behind ONE, they did not dare suppress the company recklessly. After all, America was still South Korea’s father, and American capital stood behind their own companies as well.
To become a close friend of Red Cloud, known throughout the prehistoric world as the great good-natured man, and to guard his mountain stronghold undisturbed from the end of the Heavenly Tribulation until now—these facts alone were enough to show that he was kindhearted and unconcerned with worldly strife.
Several supreme experts had wanted to intervene and offer assistance, but it was already too late. All of them were torn apart, and the terrifying force of the slaughter left their primordial spirits no time to escape.
Qi Lin, He Xi, and the others, who arrived moments later, could not help losing themselves in astonishment at the unbelievable sight before them.
At the top of the stairs stood a lofty platform wreathed in drifting clouds, with golden lotuses rising from the ground. At its center rested an extravagantly magnificent throne, sheltered behind a screen made of seven kinds of feathers—phoenix, crane, peacock, and four others—arranged like a fan around the seat.
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