Chapter 90

Xi Mantong simply took out all the cash from her wallet and placed it on the table—fifteen thousand in total.

The Kunlun Mountains are the main range in the west, spanning Xinjiang, Qinghai, and Sichuan. Legend has it that they are the gathering place of celestial deities, and since ancient times, Kunlun has been revered as the dragon vein of China, with Kunlun Mountain itself honored as the dragon’s head.

When Yu Kongyue first gave Xia Fan this token, she said that any demon loyal to her would obey its command upon seeing it. Now that the imperial Yu Kong has perished and Yu Kongyue is indisputably the next demon emperor, the token’s authority is naturally even greater.

“Don’t play games with me. Honestly, do you like Wang Kaiqi?” Gu Yun asked sternly, entering interrogation mode.

Ai Changhuan rushed back like a madwoman. Losing all sense, she collided with Qin Zhan, who was waiting at the doorway, nearly falling, but he caught her just in time.

These two points had almost no effect on Mo Wuji. Part of the vitality in his life network had already silently seeped into the pill furnace.

Guangzhi was so excited he clenched his fists, then let them go in resignation. Mo Wuji refused to cooperate; if not for his fear of Mo Wuji’s uncle, he probably wouldn’t have backed down.

But can I ignore Third Uncle? I can’t imagine him ending up like Huo Ling, risking his last breath for the so-called Land of Ending.

At that moment, everyone turned their gaze to Lu. Duan Yu stared at her eagerly, waiting for her explanation.

The meteorite’s power was immense. Though it couldn’t be precisely aimed, it could strike within a general area. Sooner or later, it would hit its target; neither chains nor adhesive protective layers could withstand a meteorite.

“You—” Jiang Xiangyang struggled to rise, but his headache was so severe he could only submit to others’ actions.

Though he wasn’t close with Jiang Song, Jin Xiangyu had introduced him to the job. Jiang Xiangyang hoped he would do well, but if he hadn’t quit gambling, he probably wouldn’t last long in that position.

All contestants had prepared their ingredients in advance and were now fervently cooking, filling the arena with the aroma of food.

It’s said that in ancient times, a foreign S-class thunder talent, a supreme powerhouse, arrived wounded on the ancestral star. Ultimately, due to his grave injuries, he perished there.

The voice from the other end was slightly aged but still powerful, exuding authority even through the phone, subtly intimidating Ye Yun.

“Dr. Wang, I’m Jin Xiangyu. I contacted you earlier. This is my sister; please take care of her,” Jin Xiangyu said politely as he entered the office.

She felt that Huo Changze was just deceiving her; after all, his marriage to Jiang Qingyun was not so easily canceled.

Today, she had merely drunk a little and spoken the truth—why did Jiang Che react so strongly!?

Throughout three years of high school, before the revival of spiritual energy, he consistently held the top rank in the school and had never lost his position.

Goodness, those words all but suggested that, if business required connections, Guo Lili should be sent out. Even though the other party’s family wasn’t much, for Guo Lili, whose reputation was ruined, it was a decent outcome.

This face, this figure, this voice, this tone, this expression... it could make one’s bones tingle.

Yue Youting enjoyed celebrating victory by skinning the faces of living prisoners and placing them on his subordinates’ faces for a grand celebration.

Previously, Howard introduced Chen Li to a Hollywood actor. Chen Li found his face vaguely familiar but couldn’t recall his name.

Chen Li looked up and saw the tycoon Li and big boss Liu chatting as they walked—their destination was the exit of the banquet hall.

Yet, despite the passage of twenty or thirty years, Chen Li could still find corresponding things here.

Ever since he heard Old Liu’s words, Huo Jiulin had been worried. Now, hearing Ye Miao's words, he instinctively refused.

They may have played games distributed by Chenqiao Company or heard about Chenqiao’s life experiences.

“Uh—” Suddenly, she leaned forward, blood seeping from her lips. Her face turned pale, her head dizzy and painfully throbbing, nearly collapsing in a faint.

After the three passed through a narrow pass, the vast and continuous Abandoned Heaven Mountains finally appeared before them.

Hongyu had once considered going to the human world, but the Ghost Mara tribe forbade its people from entering and leaving the human world without permission. Her father often warned her that the human world harbored formidable cultivators who would never spare anyone from the demon realm. So, Hongyu never had the chance to go, but her curiosity about the human world remained undiminished.

The weather was scorching. Blocks of ice were carried in and sent into the maternity ward. The ice cooled the air but could not ease the anxiety in their hearts.

“This is Wang Ge.” Wang Ge gripped the microphone and looked at all his colleagues in the office.

Ultimately, coming to Malaysia was about making money. The entrepreneurs from China were here for the same reason.

The third attendant presented a bowl of ham and potato chowder, and the fourth placed a fillet of blue cod on Loren’s plate. Even after baking, the fresh flesh remained springy, and paired with breadcrumbs sprinkled over the fish and tomato sauce along the edge, it made for a classic Eboden dish.

Guan Yu gazed deeply at Yi Feng, his eyes calm as ancient wells. He stepped forward, hands pushing the handle of the Green Dragon Crescent Blade, its edge tracing a mysterious path through the air before pausing.

With a flash, the Nether Throne crossed the school gate, appearing on the security room’s chair, quietly watching everything outside, savoring the moment.

If no one noticed any disturbance, Director Zhang would never believe it. Some withheld information, others deliberately turned a blind eye; such situations are common everywhere.

Cheng Yaojin glared at Yi Feng in defiance, then leapt onto the Ink Qilin. The dozens of riders beneath him roared as the Ink Qilin vanished in a blaze toward the distant horizon.

Ouyang Chexuan’s eyes flashed with murderous intent, a bloodthirsty smile curling his lips. As he murmured, his right foot pushed off, body darting forward, right hand glinting as he seized a flying sword and thrust it toward Xue Yun.

Of course, Pujiang City itself lacks natural resources. Its industrial production relies on raw materials and parts from across the country, and the Tianjiang basin is vital as Pujiang’s economic hinterland.