Volume 1, Chapter 68: Cheng Qian, are you starting to play games too? How disappointing.

Seeing a reporter approaching, Cheng Yan immediately smoothed her hair and put on a professional smile.

"Hello, we are reporters from Trend Media. We are planning a special interview series on medical elites. Ms. Cheng, your recently published papers have caused a sensation in the international forum. What would you like to say about this?" The inquiring reporter asked with an expression full of admiration.

Cheng Yan had indeed published two papers on an international forum, so she assumed the reporter was referring to this matter.

She smiled and said, "This is just part of a researcher's routine. Being able to contribute to human health is my duty and a great honor."

"Ms. Cheng is truly selfless..."

Most of the people stationed at the Zijing Battle Platform were elders drawn from various major sects.

No sooner had Duan Minghui finished speaking than he saw the clan leader hurl the half-woven winnowing basket far away, striking the wall before bouncing back to the ground, rolling over a few times, and coming to a rest upside down.

Duan Minghui and his wife and children had just returned to the villa, travel-worn and weary, when they received an invitation. It was an invitation to a high school class reunion, sent by a wealthy former classmate who was also the organizer of the gathering.

A huge shield appeared in the hands of the wooden puppet. This was the secret technique once used by Hashirama to counter Uchiha Madara's Majestic Attire: Susanoo—the Rashomon technique.

It is no exaggeration to say that if all the fire-spirit souls inside this magma lake were to crawl out, it would undoubtedly make one's scalp tingle.

"Why doesn't the Demon God stop the match?" This question in Juli's mind was also everyone else's question.

To be frank, Bai Feng was now only half a Deity Transformation cultivator. If they considered Panyun Mountain's healing practices and let them safely work as doctors without participating in battle, the choices left for everyone would likely be even scarcer.

"You can't defeat these jackal-winged beasts this way. Seeing that you're agile, while their attention is still on this pangolin beast, you should hurry up and run for your life!" One of them suddenly said.

A trace of regret flashed across the boss's face. Clearly, he felt he could have raised the price a bit higher. Keeping his expression neutral, he cast a sideways glance at the burly man in front of the stall and made a subtle, hidden gesture.

"Are all of you scumbags here now? Then go die together!" Sun Yan's face was as cold as frost as he suddenly clenched his fist. The immense force instantly crushed that energy ball, shattering it in all directions! The remaining purple energy scattered, turning into tiny spots of starlight.

"You old pervert, is everything you said true? Has King Piccolo really already destroyed several cities?" Bulma's trembling voice came through.

He was quite satisfied with this manual laborer who had delivered himself to their doorstep. How could he not take him in to run errands and do odd jobs, failing to live up to the other party's good intentions in following them all this way despite the long and arduous mountain road?

Raditz muttered to himself, clenching his fists in self-pity. Compared to his two teammates, he was truly too useless.

"Alright, then let's have some biscuits first!" Feiran quickly pulled Wang Le back and coaxed him gently.

The two of them, itching for a fight out of excitement, also found a few big men to spar with. However, whether it was because the people they picked were unskilled or because the two of them teamed up against one opponent, after a few rounds, they won easily every time, and their opponents' clumsy moves were completely uninteresting.

"Director Zhao, I just went to the machinery rental company, and Manager Zhao over there has already admitted that the loader is not the one used at our construction site, but rather one scheduled to work elsewhere," Chu Jianghe said.

"Then this junior thanks senior for your favor. This place is not somewhere to linger, so I'll be taking my leave!" Lei Zhenting cupped his fists toward the various demon-clan experts and rode his flying divine wolf away from the spot.

Why should the Jiulao Mountain muscle in on the Suoyang City that his Heshan Sect had won with blood and sweat? They had merely come along to add icing on the cake, yet why did they steal all the credit, and why was the celebration banquet invitation issued in their name?

He hadn't expected the Chen family to be so wealthy. The twenty-four-story skyscraper standing before Zhang Yang was reportedly one of the Chen family's properties, and the family owned many such buildings, with countless assets.

Before approving a loan, a bank must first examine whether the borrower's loan project is genuinely profitable, secondly consider the borrower's capability, and lastly, evaluate the borrower's creditworthiness.

An indigenous person's mindset was perhaps just this simple. With no other choice, I could only close my eyes and slowly lie down. Although my body craved it, my heart still maintained sufficient vigilance.

"Grandmaster Uncle, what kind of background is that 'Flowers Bloom in an Instant', and what's going on? Why has Ye Chen frozen?" From the direction of the Hengyue Sect, Situ Nan and the others looked again toward Yang Dinge, who seemed to know everything.

Behind him, the aftermath of the explosion was rapidly spreading at a speed difficult for the naked eye to discern. Before long, the surrounding members of the Huang family were knocked off balance by this immense force and scattered in disarray.

No one knew what Nanny Zheng intended. Su Xinyin kept her composure and said nothing, merely waiting for Nanny Zheng to speak.

Early the next morning, Zhao Tiehu and Chu Wu prepared to set off for Yuxi Village. Fang Yan was extremely curious about tomb raiders and wanted to tag along. As Chu Wu happened to need an assistant and didn't dare order Zhao Tiehu around, he agreed to let Fang Yan go with them.

"Where did this chicken come from?" Lu Zhengyi seemed to have figured something out, yet still asked with a reluctant frown.

A strong northerly wind whipped up the snow on the ground, pelting Guan Jinpi's face. Guan Jinpi shuddered, straightened up, and turned to look at Rong Shimian, only to see her holding a shovel, shoveling the snow to the sides—once, twice, three times.

Terrified, the soldiers preparing for the burial had trembling legs. Suddenly, the person in the coffin sat straight up, and several soldiers let out a loud shout, "Run!" and bolted without a trace.

Blocked by Kaba Hubu, Qiu Shier stopped in his tracks, his narrow eyes slightly squinted. He glared at him with annoyance and said nothing.

Xia Mingfeng's face instantly flushed crimson, making him wish he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into. This left Wang Jue and the others baffled, having no idea what had happened, only seeing Xia Mingfeng's face burning bright red.

High in the sky, Chen Feng, who was flying at great speed, suddenly felt his right eyelid twitch, and an inexplicable chill crept down his spine.

"Besides, compared to Shen Shuiji, we are the masters here. How can we help an outsider take our things? If anyone gets them, it should be us ourselves," Brother Zhang said.

His footsteps echoed through the pitch-black sixth layer. What he failed to notice was a wisp of black mist slowly stirring in the darkness beside him.

With that, Wang Hou stepped down from the stage, walked over to Yoshimura Eto, handed over ten vials of ghoul serum, and said...

Looking through the spatial passage and seeing the prepared food and dishes, a single appraisal spell was enough to reveal the attributes of those meals.