Volume 1, Chapter 32: The Karate Master

Zhang Weimin's plan was as follows: to bundle his Weimin Mechanical Parts Company, his mining machinery factory, and his steel mill together in a cycle of cross-guarantees.

The specific steps were:
First, Zhang's company would pay 5 million in cash to the steel mill. According to his prior agreement with Zhou Xiaobo, goods would be supplied at cost, meaning Zhang would effectively receive steel with a market value of approximately 10 million. The steel mill would gain a 5 million cash injection to pay for wages, ore, and fuel debts, keeping the factory operational.
Second, Zhang’s company would provide machine tools to the mining machinery factory, with a total value of about 3.5 million, to be paid in installments...

Although he participated in the plan, he had no idea what would happen once he finally achieved divinity.

Seeing someone attempting to abduct the Yin-Sha evil corpse, Yitong quickly flicked her sleeve, casting a barrier to trap them.

The five zombie-men let out a strange roar, and immediately, corpse aura filled the air. Forsaking all Daoist arts, they relied solely on their iron-like bodies to charge at the group. The eleven individuals were mostly paired up; while two-on-one should have given them the upper hand, there were simply too many zombies surrounding them, many of which were no less powerful than themselves.

In a bathhouse, after a full course of soaking, sauna, and massage, Zhou Ke-wen sat in the buffet restaurant watching the middle-aged man across from him.

This was the Yuan-embryo of a master at the Yuan-embryo Stage. Usually, it was nurtured within the body and rarely manifested directly for combat. Now, desperate to taste Qin Ming’s blood, the old man had resorted to any means necessary.

With nothing better to do, the two wandered into a place that seemed to be either a hospital or a medical school. After searching, they discovered it contained the excavation site of the Mawangdui Han tombs.

"Why aren't you lying down anymore? Why are you up? Did you find another way to kill time?" Qingyi asked, puzzled.

Although this Divine Mansion of Creation sat right before him, it was a case of "see but cannot touch," leaving him filled with frustration.

The gloomy demonic energy slammed into the barrier of Qianji Mountain without effect, though it did cause several parts of the surrounding ground to collapse, kicking up clouds of dust.

The white dragon was named Lily. Though she did not know the language of that world, the pronunciation was "Lily." According to the white dragon herself, her name symbolized purity and blessings in her homeland.

The soldiers, regardless of their length of service, had likely never seen a general line up for food with his troops. Not even those at the rank of military marquis would behave this way, let alone a general.

"Don't stand here; come inside and sit." Xu Shiyun finally remembered to invite Ye Kaicheng in. Ye nodded and followed her inside. Xu Zuoyan stepped forward, trying to take her hand, but was met with a glare from Xu Shiyun.

"With your arrival this time, Brother Benchu, do the General-in-Chief or the General of Chariots and Cavalry have any instructions?" Liu Tianhao asked, changing the subject.

"But..." "Yun Feiyu" could not find a rebuttal, yet he felt that if he just left like this, he would no longer be himself.

"Hello, hello." "Xia Mengyou" kept her smile fixed. "Then this must be the Ye Fenglan of the past?" she asked, looking at Ye Fenglan.

Liu Tianhao’s advantage over Dong Zhuo and everyone else in this world was merely his knowledge of history.

Bill carefully recalled those years. Not long after he retired from the Destroyer Fleet, the former fleet commander had mysteriously disappeared, and the fleet was subsequently taken over by people Basel had placed within it. The matter was full of suspicious points, but no one dared to speak of them.

The task she had obsessed over and labored for in the two years since she woke up was finally complete. All her value was reflected here; everything she was, was here... This was the only thing she knew how to do, and she had finished it... She could finally rest.

Fortunately, there was a flat platform every thirty steps to cushion a fall. Lu Xia tumbled down a dozen steps and landed on a platform, just as Yan Shao and the Holy King rushed over.

In those eyes, there was deep wariness, yet upon seeing him—the intruder—she showed no panic, instead sitting among the flowers and staring at him coldly.

Therefore, this journey into the Blood-Thirst Cave could not be won through brute force; it required wit. Winning by force was impossible, but with strategy, there might be a sliver of hope for victory.

The reason it involved almost every scientific field was to try their luck, casting a wide net to see if anyone was fortunate enough to extract tangible results from the alien corpse.

The various kings had roamed the universe for so many years, yet they had never seen such a powerful divine object. If they could seize it, wouldn't they be able to dominate the entire universe instantly?

Beheading them in public would not quench Yang Mingkun’s fury. For the likes of Han Xifan, Han Kuiyan, and Pang Zongsu—those guilty of heinous crimes—anything less than death by slow slicing would be letting them off too easily!

Princess Qingping’s body gave a visible shudder. She took the doll, examined it closely, and then silently stroked it with her hand for a long time.

Considering the recent cooperation between the Immortal-Demon Cave and the All-Souls Alliance, it was not difficult to guess the outcome.

"My head is right here... if you have the ability, come and take it yourself," Liang Yu grinned, showing no fear of the Wood God.

The voice of the Ancient Saint of Tianlan was flat, yet everyone present felt an inexplicable chill wash over them. After all, this was the Saint Master of a Sacred Land; the previous words of the Bi family ancestor truly held a threatening tone.

Chen Bao stopped wasting words and began immediately. He was determined to perfect his theory, drawing a complex, multi-layered structural diagram on the board.

In the Age of Discovery, people’s hopes lay on the other side of the vast ocean. But when the world was connected into one and the Earth became a global village, where did people’s hopes lie?

The brilliant Duanmu Yuexuan had already realized that this was likely the reason Xiao Tian had gone to such lengths. Naturally, she could not refuse to assist.

The Sha Demon Venerable focused his gaze. Standing outside the gate of the black palace was a man in black armor and a purple-gold crown—it was none other than the Governor.

A doctor had examined her thoroughly, informing her that she had been in a car accident and her cervical nerves had been severed, leaving her paralyzed from the neck down, destined to spend the rest of her life in bed or in a wheelchair.

Xiao Yao’s face darkened immediately. Lin Chujiu was right; it was truly inconvenient when not in one's own home. Even when they tried to share a private word, they were interrupted. Did these people not know the meaning of being tactful?

"My Dao-Heaven Ruler has the ability to move objects, but it cannot be used continuously. Otherwise, no matter how strong my divine sense is, I would suffer blinding headaches. Besides, Zhou Xun is one of the veteran soldier-kings who participated in the murder of my sister; his Daoist energy is not much inferior to mine. The same method would not kill him."

"No." The head of the spies felt his breathing hitch. He had truly been having a run of bad luck lately; there were already several matters he had failed to handle properly.