Chapter Fifty: Taking Action

At this moment, Qian Songyi spoke up, "Go on, tell the referee about this matter. I’ve already agreed, so I want to see what tricks you’re planning to pull. Isn’t that right?" Then Zhao Yuan turned to the referee and said, "Referee, I have a request. We need to know what it takes to add some spirit beasts to our stage."

Hearing Zhao Yuan’s words, the referee was immediately astonished and said, "Zhao Yuan, are you sure you meant what you said? You must take responsibility for your words, do you understand?" Zhao Yuan replied, "Don’t worry, referee. I’ve made up my mind. I’ve already asked Qian Songyi, and if you don’t believe me, you can ask him yourself to see if he agreed."

The referee responded:

The two had known each other for a long time. Although Yan Bing possessed only innate strength, he was quite adept at dealing with people.

To be able to walk on the sandy beach in his family’s courtyard—what luxury that was.

"No need." Carterlow took it directly, placed it in his mouth, and with a movement of his throat, swallowed it down.

The giant python, furious, lunged at Liu Changyuan. Liu Changyuan kicked out, striking the serpent’s neck. The python’s massive body was sent flying, crashing onto a stone with a resounding thud.

"These six hundred thousand Hongmeng Purple Coins, once Brother Wan pays them back, I’ll refine them all into Hongmeng Wandao Pills for our Human Race Immortal Emperors to cultivate." Xu Feng calmly accepted the promissory note.

"Wow, that’s amazing!" Su Linlin’s exaggerated praise was just right, yet Ji Tianming felt as though she was mocking him.

"Of course. The servants in the Grand General’s mansion are all domineering and insolent." Then, Cen the Blacksmith recounted a few things he’d heard during his time in the capital.

Originally, Chu Yunxuan shouldn’t have shared a quilt with her; it was simply too ambiguous.

Chu Yunxuan was missing a key metric in the eyes of capitalists: how many new VIP users his songs had brought to their company.

Not far away, the Holy Son Xiao Junyi had also changed his demeanor; an evil aura emanated from him, and a sea of demonic energy appeared behind him.

Qiao Liuhua turned to look at Gong Xileng, discovering his gaze was fixed on her. His brows and eyes were as beautiful as a painting, but now carried a sorrowful expression.

Dugu Yi sensed that Qin Liusu’s mind seemed troubled. Clearly, nothing was wrong, yet she insisted something was amiss. Dugu Yi was momentarily at a loss as to what was going on.

She didn’t understand what it meant, but Miss Xia had never been one to obey obediently. In fact, the more others forbade her, the more resolute she became.

She made no attempt to hide her thoughts, causing Mo Qianhan’s expression to darken further, yet he said nothing, simply lying on the large round couch and covering himself with a white sheepskin blanket.

She claimed to have run away from home. Judging by her age, she wasn’t likely to be in her rebellious phase—perhaps she was having a spat with her family.

As for the Ming military system, in matters of such gravity, only officers at least at the Centurion level had the authority to issue orders, and even then, not until after reporting up the chain.

Su Xiyue had originally found the Rainbow Pool dreamlike and beautiful, but upon learning it was where dragons bathed, her appetite vanished.

Why would such a strong, dominant man lack a sense of security? There was only one reason: he cared too much about their relationship.

"Merfeng followed Young Master’s instructions and found this place directly…" Merfeng raised the slip of paper in his hand as a gesture.

Even so, cultivation level was still crucial; Nangong Huang’s battle this time was far from easy.

All their gazes radiated a sharp fighting spirit, and then, weapons in hand, they charged at the enemy.

"My sister said it’s cold and wants to buy stockings. I don’t know which material is best, so I came back to feel the ones you’re wearing, planning to buy them according to the texture." Wu Di sat directly on the chair before Liu Yan’s desk, crossed his legs, and spoke earnestly.

This kind of Dharma Light is an indestructible spirit glow from the River of Fate. It calls out, and the Space-Time Behemoth cannot resist, forcing the three Dao Lords to enter the hidden origin site, guarded by supreme treasures.