Chapter 49: Different Minds, Each Harboring Their Own Schemes

Having settled everything, Li Mo returned to Floating Immortal City. Naturally, no one welcomed him on Heavenly Dao Mountain; since his younger brother was absent, it was clear no one would invite him in as a guest.

"Brother A-yi... It can't be... It can't be..." Wang Mo'er refused to believe this reality, just as she had refused to believe another reality not long ago—that she had fallen in love.

Xueyu gently bit her lower lip, thinking with a melancholic expression. This courtesan pavilion mistress, who had once transcended the mortal world, now looked more like an exiled fairy fallen into the dust of the world.

Jun Yan looked at him. Despite his seemingly unkempt appearance, Jun Yan truly felt a trace of warmth at this moment.

"Can you tell me now?" Tang Fan's expression suddenly shifted, feeling as though good fortune had arrived too abruptly. Everything he had done prior to this was solely to uncover the truth behind Ah Jiu's death.

Right in front of Wu Chen and the others, a plump figure heavily crashed onto the ground, sinking into a basin-sized crater.

Gu Chen's emotions were somewhat complex. Knowing that Xia Shiguang had not gone to the high-end restaurant with Jiang Sichen made Gu Chen glad. Yet, thinking about how Xia Shiguang had never visited such a restaurant all these years in Country Y, Gu Chen felt a pang of heartache.

A crisp, clear voice echoed between heaven and earth, and a laughter as refreshing as a spring breeze broke the silence. Kun and Jun abruptly snapped back to their senses, breaking out in a cold sweat. It turned out that just moments ago, they had all fallen into an illusion, standing merely a step away from death.

In the palm of each of his hands was a ball of mysterious mist, within which flickered several bizarre images.

Ji Lingsheng said with a hint of self-mockery, "Have you ever dared to search me in the past?" The city guards all remained silent. Apparently possessed of some integrity, they felt a twinge of shame while acting like dogs bullying a trapped tiger. Ji Lingsheng sighed softly and prepared to turn and leave.

He said that a thirteen-year-old boy does most things simply because adults tell him "not to do so."

After inspecting it thoroughly inside and out, front and back, this property certificate was truly genuine, and the name of the homeowner was indeed written as Zeng Yeming.

Yan Chuyun opened her mouth, wanting to say that things were not even close to settled yet she was already thinking so far ahead. Yet, an inexplicable stir arose in her heart. Wasn't a man with a sense of duty and responsibility precisely what she wanted?

This stirred up Yang Mei's competitive spirit; she was someone who never admitted defeat. Thus, one retreating and the other pursuing, amidst teasing and playful bantering, they unknowingly climbed all the way to the summit.

As for the talent agency, the assets belonging to him had already been directly frozen. As for the future management of the company, it would naturally be decided through discussions and voting by the senior executives.

Huai Zhen watched him from the car window as he braved the heavy rain, slowly wading through the yellow muddy water that covered his shoetans.

Thinking of this, Shen Qinghui immediately changed her clothes, went outside, hailed a cab, and instructed the driver to take her directly there. Since the place wasn't particularly remote, she wasn't worried about her safety.

Chi Zao was genuinely moved and grateful, but fortunately managed to hold back her tears, otherwise she would have wept in front of her elders.

Lake reflections, jade carvings, and bleeding from all seven orifices. Fragrance, spicy eyes, followed by attacks on the ears—what other fatal ultimate moves were there?

It was the first time in her life that Yang Mei was having a family reunion dinner, so she felt quite excited and thrilled.

They had already been tormented enough day after day, terrified of provoking even more terrifying punishments. Next time, would it be paired duels with real blades and guns, fighting a bloody battle of wits and swordplay?

"I understand what you mean. You're worried that Dianidian will have no one to rely on in the future. But I, Ming Lou, am no ordinary person either. I believe everyone will be fine." Ming Lou curved the corners of his lips slightly, looking at me with absolute confidence.

"A kind of forbidden evil art from the nether realms. I don't know why it has appeared here. What are they trying to do?" Chen Shou was also puzzled.

Before Yis stood a huge white-furred fox. Its dark pupils concealed boundless terror as it shivered before Yis.

"Using the pretext of pursuing her, I brought you to the mortal realm. My imperial brother's intention was for me to retrieve the military tally," Chen Shou said calmly.

Suyu accompanied the Queen of Beilü to the Central Palace to chat with Tianjiao for the entire day. By dusk, Jiang Cuo requested an audience. The Queen of Beilü frowned, and Tianjiao simply instructed someone to tell him to reschedule for tomorrow, dismissing him.

Shuangren's words actually struck a chord in President Liu's heart. Although that mermaid possessed very good abilities, she had already been intimate with several of them. Now, having her become their superior left a sour taste in their mouths, but decisions made from above were not something they could refuse.

As for his cultivation spot, although it was also important, it was ultimately not as urgent as the martial arts tournament. It could be delayed if necessary. Besides, to take a step back, if Lü Qiancheng didn't have the time, couldn't he just go himself?

Mr. Slaughter raised his head, revealing a chilling smile on his face, and launched a sudden and ferocious attack at that very instant.

"Rest assured." After bidding farewell to Qi Xuanji, Prince Yan, and Bai Yunfei, Qi Xuanji left Dragon-Viewing Cliff in the company of the maiden Xiner. Qi Xuanming looked toward the direction where the two had vanished and sighed softly.

Down below, Yuan Long and the other seven, who had all along seemed to hold everything in their grasp, had their expressions shift drastically over and over at this moment. Exchanging glances with the remaining seven to fully confirm what they saw, they spoke with trembling voices they could no longer control.

They had no way of knowing what was happening outside the Xisheng Furnace, but judging by the passage of time, matters should have already been settled by now.

At this moment, a tall, imposing figure in dark attire suddenly strode over, bumping directly into the pockmarked man without even glancing at him, and headed upstairs.

Shadows gathered from all directions, speeding toward the air-raid shelter—there were easily over twenty of them.

And what had happened within the Myriad Beasts Valley made him cherish his personal disciple all the more, showing him extraordinary care and favor.

Of course, this was also related to his dragon physique; after all, in head-on clashes, physical strength played a significant role.