Volume 1, Chapter 34: If You Must Make a Scene, Make It Count

The first scene was completed smoothly, and the crew immediately shifted to the next location: the male lead’s home, where his ex-wife, driven by a desire for vengeance, wreaks havoc on the house.

It was another performance of raw, unbridled catharsis.

Entering the room, she grabbed a golf club, smashing the shoe cabinet, then the television, followed by vases thrown in a flurry of destruction.

The city gate guards were led by a veteran from Black Stone Town, who turned a blind eye to the actions of his former superiors. This was despite the monarch’s decree to fully investigate these individuals before taking any action against them.

The East Ridge Mountains were the territory of a thousand-year-old white serpent. They were merely intruders here, while the serpent demon knew every path and turn, far outclassing these amateurs.

In ancient times, the Soul-Devouring Sect had wiped out tens of billions of lives on a high-level life planet to feast on their souls. They had even ignited a cosmic war that claimed countless more, marking them as a terrifying force that struck fear into every race and faction in the universe.

The "Thunder Dragon" fighter jets encountered Zerg forces in the sky above the wilderness. Barrages of advanced laser cannons and energy projectiles filled the air, raining down and striking the dense swarms of insects from the sky.

After more and more ropes began to attack, they whipped through the air, filling the entire area. They targeted pedestrians and vehicles, each swift strike as powerful as a bullet, rendering walls and cars as flimsy as decorations.

Leading them was a handsome young man with sharp, piercing eyes. Compared to the others, his temples were visibly distended, and his aura was significantly more powerful.

After all, within the Dragon Domain, these mixed-blood Taixu Divine Dragons held little status compared to the pure-blooded ones.

He brought out the top-grade obsidian not only to boost the shop’s reputation but also to make money to trade for essential supplies in Black Stone Town. More importantly, he used the obsidian as bait.

By now, both of them were drenched in sweat. Lin Yixue’s face was flushed a rosy pink, looking like a ripe apple that begged to be bitten.

Although the apocalypse hunter could not feel pain, the muscles in her face trembled instinctively.

Today was the second day of the auction, so many cultivators had arrived, especially those in the Qi-refining stage. Naturally, there were also many ordinary people. Liyue and the others arrived quite late; by the time they got there, the auction was already in its final stages.

"Of course, I don't need an immediate answer. You may leave and discuss it with the others," Ye Fei said, waving his hand to dismiss the Great Elder once more so he could think in peace.

"Then, let me stay with you, okay?" No matter where you want to go, no matter what you want to do, I will accompany you—I only hope you will never leave me behind again.

When those four words appeared in Zhao Xiaochen's mind, it was as if a lightning bolt had streaked across the sky. If the goal was eternal youth, then there was a mysterious young man at Boss Xue’s side.

Zhao Xiaochen had just been locked in a battle of wits with Li Shusen and hadn't looked at the document at all. There was nothing on it; the plan of action was something he had to formulate himself.

The Taoist priest then pulled a pouch from his waist, covered in talismans. He used his copper-coin sword to lift the paper talismans from the ground one by one, placing them into the pouch. He then pulled a magical rope from his sleeve to tie it shut. It was the first time I had ever seen such a thing.

"Let her go! Just let her try cursing one more time! You don't know when you're well off—I'll tear you apart piece by piece!" Erdan, enraged, shouted as he stepped forward. Wangcai and Zhenyu’s expressions also shifted drastically, their faces full of fury.

Nuannuan’s face was already quite striking; she had that naturally alluring, restless air about her. If she were to wear a qipao with a high slit, it wouldn't just be stunning—it might also invite unwanted rumors.