Volume 1, Chapter 60: He Only Believes What He Sees With His Own Eyes

Qiao Nian'an felt that Fu Yunzhen must have lost his mind.

With a dark expression and a slight frown, she met his bloodshot eyes and said word by word, "What nonsense are you spouting? Dr. Gu lives here purely to save money to build his bride fund and get married. How on earth can you drag me into this?"

"Brother Ning must possess some extraordinary skills to be accepted as a disciple by Protector Li. I wonder if you could enlighten us a bit," Zhang Qing said, cupping his fists.

Hearing this, Gongjin merely smiled slightly. Dian Wei carefully examined the contents of the letter, only to find himself torn between laughter and tears. It turned out that Master Xiao wanted him to return to Jinyang immediately to attend to the family's continuation of lineage. Eilai had not expected that Master Xiao would be alerted this time, and Zhou Yu's arrival certainly meant that Xiao Yi had made further arrangements.

At this moment, not only was Huang Xuanling's true form hidden deep beneath the earth, but his avatar was also deeply concealed underground, shrouded by surrounding dense fog that completely hid it.

"Hmph, go ahead and pretend. Let's see how long you can keep up the act," Tao Zhijun said, rolling her eyes at Ye Chen in utter disdain.

"Sister Shangguan, this guy Yifeng is just awful. He always wants to watch Zheng Shuang and me argue," Mingyue complained to Shangguan Ling.

Her expression was both fawning and intensely sweet, and she even spoke in a high-pitched, affected tone, as if a slightly louder voice might blow the burrito away.

Ever since then, however, Su Daji had harbored a deep resentment toward Yang Ren, feeling an urge to gouge out his eyes every time she laid eyes on him.

Massive as a mountain, with powerful limbs slowly moving forward, the hearts of all the demons leaped to their throats. Although the figure was not yet clearly visible, that overwhelming momentum had already swept across the entire peak.

Letian was determined to give it a try, and to his surprise, the bulky mechanical overlord actually ordered his subordinates to cease their attack.

Tao Jingying was well aware of a man's base nature, and very cooperatively arched her body slightly to make it easier for Meng Yunxiang to undo the buttons of her dress.

Fan Bingxue kicked Sister Qing flying with a single blow. Not stopping there, her body followed the trajectory of Sister Qing's flight, directly snatching the dagger from the latter's hand before lunging toward Old Master Fan.

"When did you try that out without telling your sister? Is she dearer to you, or am I?" Sister Yiyi asked with a hint of aggrieved complaint.

Since mealtime had already passed, Mother Wang and the others simply stir-fried a few dishes, and they all sat down to eat together, marking the official start of their cooking arrangement.

At dawn, a gentle knock came from outside the door. Tian Xiaochen snapped out of his deep meditation, glanced at Baxia, who was fast asleep beside him, and hurried to open the door.

"Exinction... Senior Extinction," Immortal Zedi stammered as he looked at the aged figure of Extinction sitting below the stage.

She gave a dry laugh, her expression clearly conveying disapproval of the things Xiao Yan had done in his youth.

Hearing him speak as if delivering his final words, coupled with the bloody battles they had fought along the way, everyone felt a piercing chill in their hearts.

Seeing the look of satisfaction on Zhao Yi's face, Qiuliju had initially thought his tribe was saved. He figured Zhao Yi only wanted to peace-talk with them to preserve his own strength, and that the demanded wealth was merely a pretext to save face.

Zhang Liang immediately went off to make preparations. Boosted by the victory, the morale of his troops was soaring, giving them a high chance of success in attacking the city.

Whenever she looked at Lu Dongting's still thick and bristly short hair, along with his well-proportioned and muscular physique, Su Yao would secretly rejoice. He focused on working out without wearing Buddhist prayer beads on his wrists, sticking as ever to luxury watches and refined attire, with a taste as mature and steady as the man himself.

Liu Bei walked over with a joyful expression, patting the cavalry war horse. "Our victory in this battle is thanks entirely to the horses' strong stamina. Ordinary horses could never have handled such a prolonged charge." Gazing at the magnificent steed, a look of envy flashed in Liu Bei's eyes. How wonderful it would be if he, too, had a troop of elite cavalry.